Lin Xiao shook his head.

"It's just a painting, why are you so excited?"

Lin Xiaoman didn't care.

The paintings that will be displayed next are all the best of the best.

In the Yuan Dynasty, the four great masters.

There are famous paintings of the Tang Dynasty.

There are even three paintings of the saint Wu Daozi.

These are all national treasures.

More than enough to even open a museum.

Each painting represents a dynasty and a trend.

Zifeng looked at the portrait in the painting and joked: "Grandpa Lin, this painting is about you, it looks like you, this is a painting by Tang Dynasty writer Wu Daozi, and there is an inscription on it, Master Lin. "

Zifeng was shocked: "Master, Mr. Lin? Grandpa Lin, are you the master of the painting saint Wu Daozi?"

Lin Xiao was taken aback.

How could it be this kid? At the beginning, I pointed out how to draw the old man.

This little Wu is not kind at all.

The live broadcast room exploded instantly.

Fuck,

shit.

"Grandpa Lin is Wu Daozi's master, my God, Grandpa Lin is amazing."

"Grandpa Lin, now you have nothing to refute, you are a fairy, you are not allowed to deny it."

"It's obviously a fairy, why don't you admit it."

"The old man is too bad. Fortunately, Zifeng found out, so he can't run away now."

"Zifeng caught the immortal, don't let Grandpa Lin get away."

Lin Xiao coughed;

"This is the ancestor of the Lin family, and my ancestor was also named Lin."

The corner of Zifeng's mouth twitched, and it came again.

Zifeng was immediately dissatisfied:

"You say that Zheng Banqiao's paintings are the ancestors of the Lin family. They are the paintings of Tang Yin in the Qing Dynasty and Ming Dynasty. You also say they are ancestors. Now Wu Daozi's paintings, you also say they are ancestors. Grandpa Lin, you have many ancestors."

Zifeng chuckled, waiting for Lin Xiao to explain.

Lin Xiao rolled his eyes.

"This is passed down from generation to generation. Do you understand? The little girl really talks too much, and she is getting worse and worse. Be careful that Grandpa Lin spanks your little ass."

Zifeng stuck out his tongue.

Don't care at all.

It's obviously you, why do you say it's your ancestor.

Grandpa Lin is too bad.

Peng Peng jokingly said: "Okay, Grandpa Lin has no ancestors. Where did Grandpa Lin come from? I believe in what Grandpa Lin said and believe in science."

Lin Xiao echoed, "Look at Xiao Peng, you have to believe in science."

"If it's really me, it's not the thousand-year-old bastard."

Don't admit it, absolutely can't admit it, who knows how crazy people are now.

From Tang Dynasty to Qing Dynasty.

These picture scrolls are well preserved, and all of them are high-quality goods.

Each pair is worth more than ten million.

There are even picture scrolls worth billions.

Careful viewers found that the combined value of these scrolls has far exceeded 300 billion.

Ma Weidu: I have seen today what is the real big man in the collection industry. Once these paintings of Grandpa Lin are exhibited, they will surely shock China and the world.

Jin Yunchang: If Grandpa Lin founded a museum, I don’t know how many people will be attracted to visit it.

Wang Lin: I am willing to build a museum for Grandpa Lin, in the name of Grandpa Lin, to make these paintings public and let the world admire the style of famous ancient paintings, but I don’t know whether Grandpa Lin will agree or not.

Cai Guosheng: Mr. Wang, you are so courageous, I admire, admire.

The live broadcast room didn't know how many times it was crazy.

They all praised Mr. Wang for his generosity.

I was even more shocked that Lin Xiao had so many paintings.

Several bigwigs even discussed together, and came to Mr. Lin's residence, wanting to have a glimpse of the elegant demeanor.

It was just an identification in the live broadcast room just now.

These big guys want to come over in person.

Witness the real style of painting.

Teacher He asked: "Grandpa Lin, your collection of paintings is enough to open a museum. Mr. Wang wants to open a museum in your own name and make these paintings public. What do you think, Grandpa Lin?"

Lin Xiao said: "Whatever you want! Anyway, I'm old, and I won't live long. When I die, these paintings will belong to you."

Lin Xiao looked melancholy.

That looks like an old man who is about to die.

I don't know if others believe it or not.

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