Xu Rushuang worships Huangshan Lake as his teacher

The cynicism between Li Minghao and Chen Rong, like a steel needle, penetrated into the hearts of Du Yuan and the four curators.

The expressions of the five people are hard to see the extreme.

They did not regret their previous choice.

But I was fascinated by this pair of swordsmanship and smashed the horse, and sighed why I can't appreciate such works in my own exhibition hall.

"Teacher Huang doesn't show that the mountains are not leaking, but he deceived me miserably."

Master Xu saw Huangshan Lake and greeted him warmly.

"Master Huang, it is a great honor to meet by chance."

The one-eyed old man clasped his fist.

At the same time, he carefully observed the Huangshan Lake and felt the breath of Huangshan Lake.

The result was nothing.

The most intuitive feeling is that Huangshan Lake is an artist, but he is definitely not a figure like a great master.

It's just that there is a sword-sweeping horse map sitting on the ground.

He was sure in his heart that he couldn't see the reality of Huangshan Lake because of his lack of strength.

"In the next step, Li Zheng, Teacher Huang, I am lucky enough to meet."

Li Zheng followed with fists, to please Dao.

"Good for you two."

Huangshan Lake nodded towards Master Xu, and then arched his hands at Li Zheng.

"Teacher Huang, your drawing level is so high, you must teach me."

Xu Rushuang said cheeky.

She knows what identity the one-eyed old man and Li Zheng are, and even such people admire Huangshan Lake and compete for his works, which shows how terrifying the strength of Huangshan Lake is.

When even the idea of ​​apprenticeship emerged.

"Lao Huang, we have been dating for many years, you must accept my granddaughter."

Master Xu hurriedly said.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Huangshan Lake smiled and couldn't help nodding.

"If you really want to learn to paint, I can teach you."

It was Chu Linguang's voice.

As soon as Huangshan Lake came in, he was sure that it was the creator who was upset by the sea last night.

He didn't expect that the other party would dare to use his own painting to come here to bluff.

Seeing Huangshan Lake teasing Master Xu and Li Zheng, Chu Linguang could just sit back and watch.

But seeing Xu Rushuang kneeling down to apprentice, Chu Linguang couldn't help it.

"Chu Linguang... Are you here too?"

Chen Rong was taken aback, and then she looked overjoyed, and her eyes were full of mockery.

"Okay! You are hiding here too, now that you have been defeated by Teacher Huang, what does it feel like."

Lin Kunquan sarcastically followed.

"The guy who deceived the master and destroyed the ancestor, you still have a face to appear."

Li Minghao snorted coldly.

Because Chu Linguang was sitting in the corner, when they came in, their eyes were focused on Du Yuan, and they didn't even notice Chu Linguang for a while.

If it hadn't been for Chu Linguang to speak, they might have to wait a long time before they noticed.

And I heard that Chu Linguang was also in the box.

Huangshan Lake also turned his head and looked over.

In the past two days, the voices around Chu Linguang's ears were all about Chu Linguang, which almost drove him crazy. Today, I raised my eyebrows and crushed Chu Linguang. He was so comfortable that he couldn't tell, how could he let go of the opportunity for ridicule.

Only when he turned around and saw Chu Linguang's figure who stood up from the chair clearly.

In my mind, there was a buzz, a mass of paste.

The body and expression froze instantly.

With two eyes ready to show, he stared at Chu Linguang with a look of disbelief.

At this moment, Huangshan Lake's expression was ugly, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

Master Xu noticed these changes.

He was scheming, self-righteous, and thought it was the reaction of his enemies with jealousy.

Remembering that Chu Linguang dared to say that Xu Rushuang would worship him as a teacher, and thus abandon a master like Huangshan Lake, he couldn't help but yelled at him: "What are you, dare to let Rushuang worship you as a teacher?

Didn't you see that Master Huang is still here?

Rushuang, don't kneel down and give tea to Master Huang and kowtow! "

"I... yes, grandpa!"

Xu Rushuang was taken aback for a moment, and then she stood up and offered tea and water without hesitation.

"Master is here, and the disciple offers you tea."

With a bang, he knelt directly in front of Huangshan Lake, lifted the tea over his head, and waited for Huangshan Lake to drink tea.

This scene happened too fast, and it was too late for Chu Linguang to stop it.

Finally, she couldn't help but shook her head. Xu Rushuang couldn't wait to wait, so she let her go.

At this time, Huangshan Lake had gradually reacted and took a deep breath. He took Xu Rushuang's tea, took a few sips, and put it back on the table.

Then he wiped his sweat and said, "I have something to do, so I will go back first."

He was afraid of gangbanging and wanted to drive away.

"Teacher Huang, don't go. Chu Linguang is here. Don't say a few words to him, teach him how to behave."

Chen Rong grabbed Huangshan Lake.

"Yes, Teacher Huang, you can't let him lie outside all the time."

Lin Kunquan echoed the road.

"Although he has been expelled from my teacher's sect, but in the final analysis, he is of our lineage. It is time to teach him seriously."

Li Minghao wanted to humiliate Chu Linguang even more.

"this…"

Huangshan Lake looked ugly. After seeing Chu Linguang's appearance clearly, he lost all his confidence.

"Master Huang dare to teach me?"

Chu Linguang sat back on the chair and raised Erlang's legs.

"Teacher, what do you hear what he said?"

Li Minghao was in a hurry.

"Why is Teacher Huang so nervous?"

Du Yuan saw something was wrong.

The four curators also frowned.

"Do you really think this horse-cutting map was created by him?"

Chu Linguang said.

"Master Chu means that the creator of this painting is someone else?"

Curator Zhao's eyes lit up.

"Nonsense!"

Master Xu scolded angrily.

"Did you create this picture of Teacher Huang?"

Chu Linguang looked at Huangshan Lake.

Huangshan Lake is difficult to ride a tiger at the moment.

Subject to this coercion.

He finally took a deep breath, straightened his back, and asked, "Who would it be if it wasn't me?"

"Okay, confident."

Chu Linguang stood up, this move made Huangshan Lake instinctively take a step back.

"You didn't make the Zamatu. It's completely different from your style. You are lying, right?"

Du Yuan saw the clue and asked loudly.

"I do not know what you're talking about?"

He said this, but Huangshan Lake's eyes were dodging.

"This picture of swinging the sword and cutting the horse was made by me at the beach last night. I saw that he was upset, so I gave him this picture. I didn't expect him to get it at the auction house. ."

Chu Linguang sighed.

"what?"

Du Yuan and the others were all taken aback.

"I'll just say, why is this horse-cutting picture a bit similar to your sword-fighting picture."

Curator Li suddenly realized that he had felt this way before, but he did not dare to say it for fear of being scolded.

Unexpectedly, this intuition turned out to be true.

"You are brave enough to play a big axe in front of Luban's door!"

Li Honghai scolded him angrily, seeing his eldest brother being ridiculed by a meal, he wanted to go crazy a long time ago.

"If you just say it casually, can we trust you?"

Li Zheng sneered, but his expression was a bit unnatural, because Huangshan Lake was sweating coldly at this moment.

"Master Huang, this is not true, right!"

Master Xu was also a little nervous.

"Of course it can't be true, don't listen to his nonsense."

Chen Rong was anxious.

"In that case, I will draw another horse-cutting diagram."

Chu Linguang said.

"It just so happens that I always have the habit of carrying paint brushes and paper with me. Master Chu, please paint!"

Du Yuan moved very fast, quickly spreading white paper, and handing over the paint and brushes to Chu Linguang.