Wang Han's words first silenced the entire audience.

Then the pot exploded directly.

The first ones to bear the brunt are the few people who just made a fuss.

The old man with braids hanging from the back of his head and dressed in a Tang suit yelled angrily, "That's sheer nonsense!"

"It's just a layman's fooling around here!"

“If the bottle is less than half the bottle, what can you put it in?”

Those scoundrels were constantly attacking Wang Han.

Wang Han turned a deaf ear.

Look at these people like monkeys.

These people all look like educated people. The way the well-behaved educated people kneel down and lick the powerful is no different from the monkeys in the circus.

Even more interesting than the circus monkeys.

Yue Jiaqi also looked at Wang Han angrily, and cursed countless treasure dragons in her heart.

Xu Mengling glanced at Wang Han. Unlike Yue Jiaqi, she was not too angry at Wang Han's comments. Instead, she admired Wang Han for doing the opposite under such circumstances.

Of.

Everyone said yes, but Wang Han said no.

This is like watching a movie. Trolls and people with ulterior motives are praising all kinds of things in the comment area, causing many people to follow suit. Even if they feel dull after watching it, but when others say yes, if he

If you don't say it well, you will definitely be regarded as an alternative, and you will have to look for the advantages of junk movies from various embarrassing angles and tout them together.

The last shitty movie was praised to the sky.

The situation is the same now. Although Xu Mengling's research on calligraphy and painting is not very deep, she still knows something about it. From a comprehensive aspect, this painting is not worthy of the praise of so many people, just because its author is

Her grandfather.

These people are like bright mirrors in their hearts, and their praise is just to kneel down and lick Yue Hongzhuo.

Treat a piece of rubbish painting as if it were a world-famous painting.

But at this time, Wang Han told the truth, which immediately aroused the anger of this group of people.

Xu Mengling looked at Wang Han and found that Wang Han was not angry.

In the current era, due to the garbage in the Internet environment, many people like to quarrel with others, so that they are much more violent in real life, which makes it easy for many people to quarrel with others in reality.

But when Xu Mengling looked at Wang Han, she found that Wang Han was not angry when so many people were criticizing him. Instead, he acted like an outsider watching the fun.

In addition to being playful, there was even a hint of pity in his eyes.

Eyes are the windows to the soul, and you can see a lot of things through your eyes. Wang Han's expression is like pity for these people who have given up their dignity in order to lick the powerful scholars.

This made Xu Mengling gradually develop a lot of interest in Wang Han.

Wang Han watched the group of people quarreling quietly, his face red and his neck thick.

The old man with braids on the back of his head almost poked Wang Han's eye sockets with his fingers.

"You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense! It's just a joke! It's ridiculous! Do you know what calligraphy and painting are? Do you know what art is?"

Wang Han looked at the thin old man helplessly, "I don't understand."

The thin old man still pointed his finger at Wang Han, pointing with his fingertips, "I don't know why you are pretending to be a big-tailed wolf! You are talking nonsense and boasting in public! Didn't your parents teach you how to speak? At such a young age,

Self-righteous and arrogant! Do you have any works? Are you from this circle?"

Wang Han laughed and said, "I have a bad tongue and can't lick. I'm afraid I won't be able to fit in with your circle!"

"you!"

The thin old man was choked by Wang Han. He raised his cane and started to hit Wang Han.

Wang Han moved his head forward.

"Come on, come on, aim! Don't miss it! Shoot here!"

The skinny old man knew that only those who could come here were capable and well-off people, so this blow would probably cause a series of chain reactions.

He snorted coldly, "You're just an ignorant layman! I hit you and dirty my crutches!"

Wang Han laughed and said, "Come on, do a bunch of people have that need? They are all just pretending to be confused. They know all about their level of painting! Don't just brag, okay?"

The skinny old man said angrily, "This is nonsense! Who can't see that the painter of this painting and calligraphy has profound skills and powerful brushwork? The iron hook and silver strokes of this calligraphy can penetrate into the wood three-thirds, and the facial muscles and willow bones are just like this. This painting

Painting

The scene is hazy, the skills are strong, the lines are soft, and the colors are just right. The characters in the painting are lifelike! It can be called a masterpiece of the world! You are a layman, and one bottle is less than half the bottle! You are not ashamed to speak here! It only makes you smile!"

Others followed suit.

"That's right, with such charm, it can be called the best painting!"

"What is a layman talking about!"

Bang bang bang!

Wang Han applauded.

"Okay, okay, I just have one question. If the author of this painting is not Yue Hongzhuo but me, how would you evaluate it?"

One sentence directly exposed everyone's background.

The thin old man sneered.

"Do you have this skill?"

Wang Han smiled shyly and said, "To be honest, the paintings I have made of people peeing on the snow are better than this one!"

"You!" The thin old man pointed at Wang Han again, his hair and beard bulging with anger.

Wang Han plucked his ears and said with a smile, "Everyone, please calm down and stop licking. Lu Xun once said, lick the dog, lick the dog, lick until the end, and you will have nothing."

The thin old man was furious, "Lu Xun never said such a thing! If you haven't read a book, don't embarrass yourself!"

"Oh! So, you have read the book? Since you have read the book, what about your scholarly character? Let the dog eat it? When you open and close your mouth to praise this painting, you feel that you are worthy of it.

Is it worthy of being a scholar?

Get a few!

A group of flattering and flattering dogs who follow the trend and follow the trend, like ants with mutilated spines!

Throughout the ages, scholars have established their minds for heaven and earth! They have established their lives for the people! They have inherited the unique knowledge of the past saints and created peace for all generations! You trash can definitely not do it, but you have to do something, right? Leave yourself a little bit of the backbone of a scholar.

?Do you all have them?

There’s a hammer!”

The skinny old man's chest rose and fell as Wang Han was furiously exhaling.

The main reason most people get scolded is because the other person is right.

This is the case with skinny old people.

The faces of the few people present who had just held up the stinky feet also turned blue and white.

It was true that he was stripped of his pants and humiliated in public.

Everyone else was sizing up Wang Han.

This young man was like a thorn in the side from the moment he stepped into the gate of Yuejia. He was given goose feathers and made people kneel down.

Now he does this again in public.

Although the people who scolded them had broken their guard, everyone knew in their hearts that those calligraphy and paintings were garbage, and they felt disgusted by the way these people were praising their bad feet.

Wang Han did what they wanted to do but didn't dare to do.

I feel really happy in my heart.

Yue Jiahe glanced at someone, and that person immediately walked inside.

Xu Mengling looked at Wang Han and sighed in her heart that this man is really fierce.

If grandpa heard this, his lungs would probably explode.

.....

Yue Hongzhuo was sleeping on a recliner, and the charming young woman was squeezing his shoulders.

"dad!"

Yue Wenjing walked in from outside.

"What's wrong?"

"Something happened outside."

Yue Hongzhuo opened his mouth, and the charming young woman immediately handed over the teapot to give him water, "A fight started?"

"That's not true."
To be continued...