At this moment, Dong Yueting’s face was as pale as paper. “Teacher——”International master Li Hongrong didn't notice the impact of his words at all. His eyes were fixed on "The Dream of Land" on the table."Wonderful, wonderful. What kind of painting is this? Although it only seems to be composed of simple mountains, springs, clouds, and mists, it is a perfect fit for the times. This master must have thought about it for thousands of years, and his wrist has the ability to move freely for thousands of miles. He stands outside the painting, deliberately drawn in the painting, and shows affection! The truth of writing the mountain, the truth of water, and the heart-to-handprint has reached the materialized realm!"“Wonderful, truly wonderful!”The surroundings were deathly silent!When had the international master Li Hongrong ever praised anyone like that?Dong Yueting squeezed out an extremely unsightly smile. “Teacher, is this really alright?”After all, it took the boy less tha
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