When Liu Min's voice sounded, everyone in the whole room was stunned.

Is this "four old men" the "four old men" in the news channel just now?

Those four are the top oil painting masters who came to Ninghai by special plane?

What are they doing here?

At the moment, these people are full of curiosity and shock.

Chen Laomo looked at his son-in-law Zhang Yang and asked in a low voice, "son-in-law, did you invite them?"

When Zhang Yang heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched. He said in his heart, father-in-law, you look up to me too much. I'm rich. Can I invite such a person?

He shook his head. "I didn't invite it."

At this time, Chen Laomo looked at his nephew and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Good nephew, did you invite him?" Just now, Chen Laomo heard from his nephew that he knew some famous foreign "oil painting masters". In that case, I guess he also knew domestic oil painting masters.

So, he invited these four old people?

Chen Laomo's nephew also smoked at the corners of his mouth and quickly shook his head: "no, no..."

He knows oil painting abroad, but their level can't compare with the four in front of him.

He has seen these four on TV many times, and even, internationally, they have appeared many times. This is a master at the "National Teacher" level.

Chen Laomo asked the two most energetic people on their side, but they all said it wasn't them.

"Isn't it..." in Chen Laomo's mind, an amazing idea came up. "Are these four old people invited by people on the other side of Jiang Ruhai?"

"Who will he be from the Jiang family?"

At this time, the people of the Jiang family came back from the shock just now.

Among the crowd, Jiang Ruhai came forward uneasily and asked, "four old men, why are you here?"

Among the four elders, one of them, Mr. Zhang, said with a smile, "you are entrusted to do one thing!"

Another old Huang also said, "are you like a sea?"

"Ah..." Jiang Ruhai was stunned. What's going on?

Why does the fourth old man know my name?

Jiang Ruhai was shocked, surprised and confused. However, he nodded immediately, "I am, I am Jiang Ruhai."

"That's right." At this time, the four old men glanced at he Jinyin vaguely. He Jinyin smiled at them and immediately nodded his head gently.

In the fourth old man, Liu said, "show us the oil painting in your hand!"

Oil Painting?

How do these four old people know that I have an oil painting in my hand?

Jiang Ruhai was shocked and confused.

However, despite this, he handed the painting given to him by his three daughters to the fourth old man according to Liu's words.

At this time, the oil painting of the four veteran generals was spread out

As soon as it was opened, the four old men's eyes lit up.

"Good material!" Four old voices.

Everyone was very confused. What good material did the four old people say?

However, no one dares to ask. Afraid to slip up in front of such characters.

After reading the picture, the fourth old man took a vague look at he Jinyin.

The fourth old man remembered what he Jinyin had secretly said to them before, that is, "pretending" not to know.

"Mr. Jiang, our four elders, entrusted by others, made a special trip to Ninghai. I just want to inscribe, mount, color and highlight your oil painting. These four tasks are completed by the four of us. " At the moment, Zhang, one of the four elders, opened his mouth with a smile.

As soon as this word came out, it was like a mine in the flat ground, exploding in the hall.

Everyone suspected that they were dreaming.

The oil painting boss at the national teacher level took the initiative to make a later stage for Jiang Ruhai's oil painting?

Jiang Xue, Jiang Hong and Jiang Zi have changed a lot.

Jiang Ruhai's face turned red.

You know, these four old men, the four of them fought together, more than ten years ago.

Among the four elders, there are two elders, who wash their hands directly and no longer create. But now, their four elders have offered to inscribe, frame, color and highlight his "father and daughter"?

God, if he did, his painting would no longer be a priceless treasure in his heart. And will become a real priceless treasure.

"Four old men, why? Who is the man who entrusted you? " Jiang Ruhai ventured and asked.

"The four old men won't reveal his identity. The four old men owed him a favor. Now, we pay him back. Of course, your painting itself is also good. It is a good material. If the material is not good, then the four old men will not do it. " Old Zhang said with a smile.

With these words, the four old men looked at each other and then said, "well, next, we're going to start creating!"

"I'm the first to inscribe!" Zhang said.

As soon as he said this, Liu Min hurried to bring someone himself to prepare what the four elders needed for their creation.

Before long, things are ready!

And the luncheon was removed

After it was removed, a large desk was placed in the center.

The oil painting is in the middle of the desk.

Originally, the luncheon was removed, and the banquet almost ended.

However, no one was willing to leave.

Jokes, four old on-site inscriptions, mounting, coloring and finishing. In the past, they could only be seen by chance on TV. Now they are on-site, so they won't go.

Everyone stayed and wanted to see how the four old men created.

Just then, suddenly, a security guard outside the door said, "boss, there are a group of reporters below who say they want to come up. What do you say? "

Liu Min is afraid to make a decision now.

He looked at the four old men, and then he looked vaguely at he Jinyin.

He Jinyin nodded, but the fourth old man didn't speak.

Liu Min was also a person who looked at him. He nodded and said, "let them come up. However, if they dare to contradict the four elders and ask them some questions, then they will be kicked out."

"OK." The security guard took orders. Then he went downstairs and put the reporters up.

Before long, the reporters came downstairs with cameras.

When they came up, someone wanted to ask some questions.

But before that, Liu Min said coldly, "Dear reporters, next, the four old people will create. You can shoot, but don't make noise and ask questions. If, because of your noise, it interferes with the four old creations. Then, don't blame me, Liu Min, you're welcome! "

As soon as these words came out, dozens of reporters quickly closed their mouths.

"Four old people want to create? God, what big news is this? Shoot quickly. "

"Don't disturb the four old artists."

"..." these reporters thought to themselves that they even controlled their breathing slightly.

The others did not say a word, and did not dare to make a slightest movement. I'm afraid it will disturb the four old artists' creation and affect their play.

Among the "Hoo ~ ~" four elders, old Zhang started his first creation and began to inscribe.

"Brush ~ ~ ~" he picked up his pen and wrote 12 words in 18 seconds - the back of his father and the mountain in his daughter's heart!

"Hoo ~ ~ ~" when the 12 words were written, Mr. Zhang closed the pen with great satisfaction.

"Lao Zhang, these 12 word questions are good. Each one has written your charm at the peak." As soon as these 12 words came out, Huang Lao, one of the four old people, opened his mouth.

"Ha ha... Indeed, I played very well today. In the inscription, I suddenly thought of my childhood and my daughter's time. At that time, cycling was not as popular as it is now. I rode an old phoenix bike, took my daughter, rode through the old hutongs in Beijing and sent her to school... "Old Zhang sighed.

The other three elders were silent for a while. They all knew that Lao Zhang's inscription had been integrated with the artistic conception in the painting. So the words he created reached the peak of his life.

It is another masterpiece and a word of ten million gold!

After that, Master Liu began to come forward.

He said, "the inscription is finished. Let me start coloring."

He thought that he must not affect the words of Lao Zhang's title because of his own play.

You should also reach your peak.

He closed his eyes and a picture appeared in his mind

The four elders present are all old people. At their age, what they value most is family affection and descendants.

When the warm picture appeared in Liu's mind, the whole person seemed to be integrated with the painting.

Then, old Liu picked up the brush next to him and began to color the painting.

The painting took a little longer. It took half an hour.

In this half an hour, all the people were staring at Liu.

We didn't dare to breathe too hard, for fear that his creation would be disturbed by a little sound.

In the whole room, there was only the sound of brush rubbing on the paper when Liu painted.

"Hoo ~ ~ ~" finally, Liu finished his creation.

After his creation, the other three elders also smiled.

This level of coloring is also a rare masterpiece of Liu Shaoping's life.

"Good!" Li Lao, the finishing touch master, spared no words and seldom spoke, but at the moment, he also said a good word.

Then he rolled up his sleeves and said, "just now, an inspiration flashed through my mind. I'll come! "

This is master Li Lao.

At first, he was as excited as today, more than 30 years ago.

At that time, because of an inspiration in his mind, he directly rolled up his sleeves and began to focus.

That was the time when the works he had focused on were only worth a few yuan, but later, they sold for a sky high price of 100 million.

The brush in his hand was like his "inspiration". Immediately, it was integrated into the painting.

With a gentle stroke, he touched the painting, and a slight hook. In an instant, the artistic conception of the whole painting went up countless steps.

"This......" people were surprised.

This is incredible.

If we just saw this painting, we would be touched by the family feelings expressed in this painting. At this moment, when Huang Lao looks at the painting after finishing his eyes, he can't help but emerge the most touching emotion in his heart.

Take a look, let a person emerge memory.

One more look gives people a feeling of tears.

Take another look, deeply unable to extricate themselves.

If, after watching for more than a minute, the whole human soul, as if, has been sublimated

What is a masterpiece!

This is the work of God.

A sympathetic masterpiece!