Bai Mo's words made the onlookers feel like they were being slapped in the face. They were all discussing the subtleties of this painting, but Bai Mo said that this was just an ordinary sketch.
Without looking at everyone's expressions, Yang Lu knew that Bai Mo had become the target of public criticism.
Yang Lu was about to pull Bai Mo away directly, but her action was still too late. A fat man with a beard said: "My little brother can talk! Aren't most of the world's masterpieces just sketches?"
Bai Mo glanced at Fatty and didn't seem to notice the dissatisfaction of everyone, "This painting was painted on the coast. You just need to sleep less for a few days and watch the sunrise more, and you will be able to paint it naturally." .”
"What the hell?" A thin man wearing sunglasses cursed, "You look like a college student, right? Can you see the incisiveness of this painting?"
A young man glanced at Yang Lu and snorted disdainfully, "In order to show off in front of my girlfriend, I really dare to say anything!"
Seeing that Bai Mo was about to retort, Yang Lu gently pulled the corner of his clothes and whispered: "Forget it, let's go?"
Bai Mo hesitated for a moment. He knew that Yang Lu was worried about him having a conflict with these people, so he nodded and turned around to leave.
"Haha?" The fat man who was angry at first refused to let him go. "If there is a step, hurry down and lose face? Are you pretending to be cool and want to run away?"
Bai Mo had no intention of fighting back. He could see clearly that these people were not at the same level as him. There was no need for him to argue with a bunch of rubbish. It would only lower his taste.
Unexpectedly, Yang Lu, who was just about to settle the matter, stopped. She turned to look at the fat man and glared at him: "Why do you speak so unpleasantly?"
Bai Mo was stunned by Yang Lu's aggressive behavior, and he could only stop and stare at the fat man with Yang Lu.
The fat man pointed at the sunrise painting and said, "Your boyfriend said that such a good painting is worthless. Can't I stand up for this painter?"
Yang Lu's aura dropped a lot in an instant. From her perspective, she also felt that this painting was perfect. The author already had a great style, and what the fat man said was actually reasonable.
At this moment, a voice full of surprise sounded in the corridor.
"Bai Mo?"
Everyone's attention was distracted by the scream, and they saw a man in a black suit striding towards this side.
"Director Luan?" The fat man was the first to recognize the other person. It was Luan Sanchuan, the director of Qingmeng Art Museum.
Luan Sanchuan waved to the fat man casually, walked through the crowd and came to Bai Mo.
"Bai Mo! I finally found you." Luan Sanchuan's tone was very excited, "You told me about you, so I sent the painting over without even leaving your phone number. Now several bosses want to buy your coast sunrise painting. I haven’t been able to contact you and it’s killing me.”
Everyone, including Yang Lu, was stunned. While Luan Sanchuan was talking, he kept pointing his finger at the painting depicting the sunrise on the wall.
Everyone is not a fool, and they instantly understood that this painting that Bai Mo said was an ordinary sketch was actually painted by him.
Bai Mo glanced at the painting on the wall, then looked at Luan Sanchuan, "This painting is not for sale. I will tear it up after the exhibition is over."
"Tear it up?" Luan Sanchuan repeated, even rubbing his ears. He suspected that he was hallucinating.
"That's right!" Bai Mo said with an indifferent expression, "It's just an ordinary sunrise sketch, how can it have collection value? This is a stain on art!"
There were several "f*ck" sounds from the crowd.
The most embarrassing thing at the moment was the fat man who threatened to stand up for the author. He couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. Isn't this Bai Mo too good at showing off? That’s not right, his behavior should be said to be Versailles!
Luan Sanchuan pulled Bai Mo aside and told Bai Mo a lot while dancing.
After a few minutes, Bai Mo returned to Yang Lu and grinned at her, "Let's go?"
Yang Lu hadn't recovered from the shock just now. The painting she thought was the most perfect was actually painted by Bai Mo, and according to Bai Mo, it was just his random sketch.
It's no wonder that Bai Mo disdained all his previous paintings.
Before that, Yang Lu only thought that Bai Mo was an excellent big boy, and she might not be worthy of him.
But at this moment, the gap in professional abilities made Yang Lu feel nervous. The painting skills she was proud of were worthless in front of Bai Mo.
"Yang Lu?" Bai Mo called again.
"Oh!" Yang Lu came back to his senses and quickly followed Bai Mo inside.
This time, when the two left, everyone had only envy and admiration in their eyes. Several people followed them quietly, including the fat man who threatened to stand up for Bai Mo.
The group of people followed Bai Mo and Yang Lu as they walked in the gallery. During this period, Yang Lu found two paintings that looked good to her for Bai Mo to comment on.
Bai Mo didn't pay attention to the people behind him, and still spoke sharply, pointing out the advantages and disadvantages of the painting.
Hearing Bai Mo's comments, many amateur painters nodded. For them, the shortcomings pointed out by Bai Mo are also areas that need improvement when painting.
Yang Lu naturally did this on purpose. She felt that Bai Mo was too low-key and sent her works without leaving any contact information. She just wanted to let others know how great Bai Mo was.
Finally, everyone came to the last gallery.
Bai Mo happened to see a woman walking out in a hurry holding a child about four years old.
The child was in the woman's arms, his head buried in the woman's shoulder, crying.
The woman cursed, "How come there are such scary paintings in this art exhibition? It's so disgusting!" As she said that, the woman patted the child's back, "Be good! Stop crying, stop crying..."
The woman's words aroused Bai Mo's curiosity. A painting can scare a child into tears. This shows that the painting must be very realistic and full of horror elements.
Bai Mo walked straight into the gallery. His pace was very fast. He had already seen clearly the level of this art exhibition. There were no masters at all. Now he was only curious about the painting that made the child cry.
Finally, Bai Mo saw this painting at the very back of the gallery.
The temperature in the air seemed to have dropped, and the people who were talking and laughing behind Bai Mo also fell silent. Yang Lu, who was walking side by side with Bai Mo, even shrank towards Bai Mo and held his hand with one hand. Bai Mo's arm.
This painting is so weird!
The painting shows a headless man, kneeling on the ground with his hands on his chest. In his hands he holds a human head, his own head!
The whole painting has rich tones, but is full of a depressing feeling, giving people a feeling of being shocked to the soul.
What's even more terrifying is that the scene in the painting is so real, like a photo, so real that it makes people shudder, as if this scene really happened.
