342: Chapter 342: What Do You Want?
342: Chapter 342: What Do You Want?
As Huang Ze’s words fell, some of the onlookers around cast mocking glances at Lin Shuang.
There were also murmurs from the crowd, ridiculing Lin Shuang.
What a joke, Mr.
Huang Ze is one of the plein air oil painting masters in the Jiangsu-Zhejiang-Shanghai area, and he has even participated in the International Art Lion Award, winning the gold medal, no less.
Mr.
Huang Ze, at the young age of 29, is already an arts department instructor at the China Academy of Art, showing just how high his artistic talent is.
This Lin Shuang criticizes Mr.
Huang Ze’s paintings as soon as he opens his mouth, simply causing trouble without understanding art.
Looking at him, he doesn’t even seem like someone who could paint.
Seeing Lin Shuang being picked on, Su Zhiyan got angry as well, “Putting on airs for what?
Is it just because you know how to paint a few lousy oil paintings?
Is it necessary to berate others like this?
I just rejected your dinner invitation, that’s all.
Whether my boyfriend can paint or not…
What business is it of yours?”
But Huang Ze just sneered, “My paintings are for those who appreciate art.
If your companion is so ignorant about art that he insults my work, then he simply must leave.
He has no right to be here.”
This humiliation was indeed excessive.
Su Zhiyan was so enraged that she wanted to curse on the spot.
But she was pulled back by Lin Shuang.
Lin Shuang stepped forward, picked up the mop bucket of dirty water from a cleaning auntie nearby, and poured the dirty water directly onto the clean, white wall.
The mop water was a gray-black color, full of dust and dirty water, leaving black water stains on the wall the instant it was poured.
“You…!
How dare you vandalize my exhibition space?!” Huang Ze’s eyes narrowed as he angrily reprimanded!
The onlooking crowd also began to scold furiously.
But then they saw Lin Shuang suddenly go forward, grab the mop from the cleaning auntie’s hand and use it like a brush, wildly sweeping it across the wall!
At first, some of the onlookers continued to curse angrily, but gradually their complaints ceased.
Because they saw Lin Shuang, wielding the mop, dancing wildly on the wall…
he was actually painting!
On the stark white wall, a battle scene filled with carnage was quickly taking shape!
In the painting, there was a battlefield of slaughter, where two armies confronted each other, bodies piled up like mountains, with blood flowing into rivers.
Bodies, heads, limbs… dismembered torsos… scattered on the ground of the battlefield…
along with billowing gun smoke and the roar of artillery!
Fighter jets were destroyed in the sky…
Incredible!
This was a vividly realistic modern war painting!
Even more unbelievable was that this lifelike modern war painting was created by a man of no fame, using a mop and dirty water meant for floor cleaning?!
This?!
It was simply inconceivable!
As the final stroke from Lin Shuang’s mop completed, a stunning modern war scene emerged on the wall before everyone.
The whole painting possessed an imposing presence, filled with the oppressive might of battlefield slaughter.
Lifelike!
The atmosphere was incredibly realistic!
All the bystanders were shocked.
Su Zhiyan was also stunned, her eyes wide as she looked at the vivid and lifelike painting on the wall?!
This…
This Lin Shuang, could it be that he…
also knew how to paint??
And that his first attempt was with such a terrifying mastery??
Lin Shuang’s casual piece, in terms of artistic conception and aura, technique…
completely overshadowed all of Huang Ze’s exhibited paintings.
If Huang Ze’s works displayed today were of a glorious gold standard, then Lin Shuang’s depiction of the battlefield was of the highest king tier!
This wasn’t even on the same level!
Huang Ze stood by, completely stunned.
At this moment, his dignity, his artwork…
they were completely crushed underfoot.
With the final stroke, Lin Shuang casually tossed the mop aside, “Your oil paintings are worthless in my eyes.”
Having said that, he took Su Zhiyan by the hand and turned to leave, “Let’s go, attending such a trashy exhibition is simply beneath you.”
Su Zhiyan followed him out in a daze.
As they were leaving, she quietly asked, “How do you know how to paint??”
She couldn’t believe it; was Lin Shuang really so versatile??
He could actually paint??
“I learned it in the orphanage when I was a kid.” Lin Shuang explained nonchalantly.
Childhood, orphanage.
The Ice Block would always sit alone in the corner against the wall, picking up small stones and drawing on the walls…
His childhood was lonely, with virtually no playmates.
Only painting kept him company.
“With such impressive painting skills, you could totally pursue a career as an artist.
Why didn’t you become a painter after that?” Su Zhiyan asked incredulously.
“Later, for survival, I was forced to become a soldier,” Lin Shuang explained helplessly.
Su Zhiyan seemed to sense the hardship of his earlier life and gently linked her arms through that of the man’s.
But just as Lin Shuang and Su Zhiyan were about to leave the exhibition,
an angry yell from Huang Ze came from behind them, “Stop them!!
This is preposterous!
How dare they cause such a disturbance at my exhibition?
Destroying my exhibit and thinking to leave so easily?!
Do you really think that my exhibition is a place to wander and vandalize at will?!”
Immediately, a mass of security guards charged in from outside the exhibition, blocking the way for Lin Shuang and Su Zhiyan.
Lin Shuang sneered, “Then what would you like to do?”