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32 Zhang Daqian and Qi Baishi’s works were all covered in dust!

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Li Shiyu recalled many things from the past…

If not for his great-granddaughter…

Li Shiyu did not want to recall the past.

Because the past was bleak.

However…

With his great-granddaughter by his side.

Then...

No matter what he recalled, he would not feel miserable…

"Great-grandfather, how many students do you have? Do you know how to draw?”

Li Qing Yin did not expect…

Great-grandfather actually knew how to draw.

At that time…

Great-grandfather was someone who could mobilize warlords…

How could such a person have such a leisurely hobby?

He loved drawing so much…

Could it be that his great-grandfather's genes were here?

.........

"I didn't expect the old master to be an artist!”

"Moreover, according to the old master... This painter was not a simple painter, but a teacher!”

"In any industry, as long as one can reach the level of opening a class and teaching disciples, one will definitely be an outstanding person in the industry…Old Master was such a ruthless person…You actually have such a hobby?"

"I don't know. Who is the old master's student? No matter who it was, it was definitely not simple.”

"Useless student? Why do I feel that these students are especially capable!”

"Does the old master have so much energy? He actually has such achievements?”

"A true genius is self-taught in any industry. It's normal for him to make some achievements. It's obvious that the old master is such a one-in-a-million genius!”

.........

"That's right."

Li Shiyu recalled many things from the past.

"Let's go to the studio. There are many of their works there.”

Lee Shiyu stood up.

He walked down the long corridor.

Li Qingyin and Li Qingxue followed…

They all wanted to know.

The good-for-nothing student that great-grandfather had mentioned.

Who were they?

Liu Xin also followed…

She felt that the old master's student was definitely not simple…

Although the old man had only mentioned it casually.

However, with the old master's situation...

How could his disciple be so simple?

After arriving at the door of a room.

Lee Shiyu pushed the door open.

Everyone at the door was shocked on the spot!

"This studio is more than 200 square meters!”

"There are so many works here!"

Liu Xin could not help but exclaim…

Li Qingxue didn't know anything about drawing.

Because her hobbies were different from her sister's!

So many things…

Her sister was very proficient, but she did not understand at all.

"These paintings are the best of the best!”

In the studio…

Not only did he have painting tools…

There were also many finished products.

Compared to her, the standard of these paintings…

It was much, much higher!

.........

"F * ck! Although I'm an amateur in these paintings, I can tell from their standard that they're worth at least a million! There are at least a few hundred paintings here!"

"This is the old master's art studio? This whole place is a museum!"

"This studio is too luxurious. However, it seems like the old master hasn't been here for a long time. Many of the paintings have fallen to dust!”

"That painting seems to be Zhang Daqian's representative work, Golden Paper Landscape!”

"Didn't the Golden Paper Mountain and River disappear?”

"What's that? F * ck, it seems to be Qi Baishi's " Ink Shrimp " and " Ten Miles Out of a Mountain Spring "! All of these works had disappeared, leaving only copies in the world. This place seemed to be the real thing!”

.........

Li Qingxue did not understand…

However, Li Qing Yin was an experienced painting enthusiast.

For these world-famous painters…

She knew it very well.

She quickly noticed Zhang Daqian's work!

There were also those famous works of Qi Baishi that had disappeared.

They were all in his great-grandfather's studio!

Moreover...

It was all dust!

"Great-grandfather…What's your relationship with Qi Baishi and Zhang Daqian?”

At this point, Li Qing Yin's heart ached…

These were all paintings that could be passed down for generations.

Here, they were all covered in dust.

"Those two brats."

"They were all useless students when I opened my studio.”

"At that time, their fellow disciples were Liu Zigu, Zhang Shuqi, and Xu Beihong.”

"There are also some foreigners. Speaking of which, I can't remember the names of those foreign students.”

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