The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

"That's because I didn't perform well, so, that's why..." Tang Xiangxin argued with a blushing face.

"So it's just one round?" Mu Sheng joked, "Or you haven't even passed the preliminary round?"

"How is it possible? I just, um, don't really want to participate, and want to give those juniors a chance, um, that's it." After a pause, Tang Xiangxin pretended to be an outsider, and said to Mu Sheng .

Mu Sheng smiled, but did not expose it, and walked into the art exhibition hall with Tang Xiangxin.

The exhibition hall is very lively, even at night, it is crowded with people, walking back and forth in the exhibition hall, discussing constantly.

"Miss Zhang won the first place in today's piano competition, right? The sound is so beautiful. I heard it at noon, and I can't stop thinking about it until now. This time, I finally saw what is the lingering sound. It's been three days."

Someone stroked his chin with an unsatisfactory expression on his face.

"Yeah, but look at this. This pair of landscape splashed ink paintings is amazing. Although this landscape is invisible, it has quality, and only the national players can show it. This is the name of the first talented girl in the south of the Yangtze River." No, it deserves its name!"

There are also people talking loudly in front of a framed picture, as if they are very appreciative.

Mu Sheng couldn't help but take another look.

This painting was naturally drawn by Gu Qingxuan, but she is a special recruit, so she doesn't need to participate in the competition. This painting was exhibited after she finished it before. This painting is really good, but in terms of artistic conception, it is still not good. It was short.

Of course, Mu Sheng can understand this. It's not about Gu Qingxuan's painting, but about her vision. Although Gu Qingxuan is the daughter of the Gu family, after all, she has never really climbed to the top of a mountain and seen the magnificent scene on the mountain, so It's normal to have a little difference in artistic conception.

Tang Xiangxin also followed Mu Sheng, looking at the paintings hanging on them one by one.

Although it is an art exhibition, most of the exhibits inside are calligraphy and painting. After all, calligraphy and painting are the things that can most directly display art, and can also make people distinguish good from bad faster.

In addition to the contestants, the paintings hanging on the walls also have paintings by the judges and teachers.

"Hahaha, Mr. Xu, as a judge today, I didn't expect you to even bring the painting. This painting is so good. When the time comes to the auction, I must buy it at a high price to add to the love." At this time, There are others who touted it below.

"Then I will thank you on behalf of the children in the disaster areas."

The middle-aged man clasped his fists and said.

"You're welcome. Thank you. Your paintings are so beautiful that I can't refuse them. Hey, I'm also a person who likes to paint, but in terms of painting skills, I can't compare to one-tenth of yours, Mr. Xu. What a pity." The buyer shook his head and sighed.

"I can't say that. Although everyone's painting skills are different, it's enough to have a heart that loves painting. I heard that the Miao family has a few good disciples recently. I will visit them someday and give them some pointers." The middle-aged man said cheerfully.

"Then thank you very much, Teacher Xu."

The man said thank you very much.

There are many people standing around. Apart from buying paintings, they come to appreciate them more. There are also many students who gather together because they have the same reference for a painting, and they cherish each other and want to add each other. contact information.

Many people also cast their eyes on Tang Xiangxin. After all, there was a big beauty standing here, and they definitely couldn't ignore it.

After Mu Sheng listened to a few words, he stopped listening and continued to appreciate the famous paintings on the wall. He was in Mu's house when he was a child, and he also had a lot of talent in this kind of painting.

In fact, talents in this area are generally the same, just like people who are good at studying are also excellent in other areas. Generally, people who are good at painting and calligraphy are not too far behind.

And Mu Sheng also has a little understanding of these natures, and his talent for painting is even higher than that of everyone present.

While watching, he walked, and after walking for a while, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Tang Xiangxin was also admiring the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. After seeing Mu Sheng stop, she was also taken aback, looking at the content on the wall.

On the wall, there is a boundless painting scroll, on which is the content of a vast snow mountain, in the snow mountain, there are a few white deer running, although it seems that there are only a few strokes, but it gives people a feeling. An extremely lonely mood.

Among the snow-capped mountains, there is even a lonely old man walking, extremely lonely.

And in front of this picture, the most people were standing, and many people were talking in low voices, feeling like they were actually there.

"This painting..."

Mu Sheng stared at the painting, thinking silently.

This painting looks extremely simple, but on it, he can actually feel a faint trace of mysterious energy. This mysterious energy must not have been intentionally imposed on it, but the painter's cultivation level was extremely high at the time, and he fell on it casually, even after passing by. After a hundred years, even the frame of the scroll began to turn yellow, but the mystery still existed.

It is conceivable how high the cultivation level of this painter is.

This kind of strength is more than a hundred times higher than that of the mysterious person who injected the poison into Uncle Han, and Mu Sheng, which made Mu Sheng stop suddenly. Unexpectedly, a hundred years ago, there was such a terrifying practice By.

Moreover, under careful observation, following the faint lines of profound energy, Mu Sheng could actually see that it was a huge treasure map placed in front of him.

This is not a painting, but a treasure map!

Mu Sheng has seen many treasure maps, including the one brought to him by Yao Peng, and the one in the hands of Miao Hongyu, but compared with the ones in front of him, they are completely insignificant. I am afraid that the treasure behind the treasure map , is also a treasure thousands of times larger than before.

Mu Sheng's eyes were burning and hot, and his heart couldn't help but move.

Although Tang Xiangxin is not as clear as Mu Sheng, but she is also the daughter of a super-class family. She has cultivated her vision since she was a child, and she can see that this painting is extremely exquisite.

"This painting is the treasure of our exhibition hall, and it is also a collection of the owner. In order to attract people, he specially took it out for auction this time."

At this time, an old voice suddenly came from the side, and an old man stepped out gracefully and introduced to everyone.

This old man was dressed in a Tang suit, he was full of energy, he walked vigorously, he looked like a martial arts practitioner, with extraordinary temperament, he looked like he came from a scholarly family.

"Hello, Mr. Jin."

"Old Jin, you are here."

After seeing the old man, everyone greeted him again and again. Elder Jin is a well-known figure in Donghua Kingdom. There are countless people who want to worship under his sect, and this time the top three will be accepted as closed disciples by Elder Jin. As soon as the news came out, it can be said that countless people came to participate in the competition.

At this time, a flat voice sounded from the crowd, "This painting is really good, what's the name of the painting?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the expressions on their faces became extremely contemptuous.

You haven't even heard of this painting, but you have the nerve to come here?