With the appearance of Wu Wenshan and others!

Crowded crowds gave way!

President of the Calligraphy Association!

President of the Art Association!

The founder of modern aesthetics!

Famous contemporary painter!

Everyone stared blankly at the old man in Tsing Yi.

All are shocked!

Because these people are all in Jinling and even the whole country of China. They are all high-ranking leaders in the art world. They can be screwed out by themselves, and the lame person can make the entire art world quake.

But they were all there at the moment!

The most shocking thing is the old man who walked ahead!

Because the other party is the first person in Jinling Painting Road and has the name of painting master Wu Wenshan Wu. His students are all over the world. His works have attracted countless wealthy businessmen and are treasured!

Now it appears on a small game.

"Brother Ye!"

Li Yongmin hurriedly held Ye Chen and said anxiously: "Listen to my brother's advice, and apologize to Master Wu for a while. This is the case today. Don't take it easy!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye, we don't want this award, Meng Meng is still small, there will be many opportunities in the future!" Cang Shuxue also persuaded his lips.

It's really amazing that the big men who arrived today are so shocking!

"father……"

Seeing so many people, the cute baby in Ye Chen's arms twisted uneasily.

"It's all right, dad is here!"

Ye Chen patted the little guy's hand, then raised his eyes and looked at Wu Wenshan, squinting his eyes: "Is painting Saint Wu Wenshan?"

"Master Wu!"

Xu Anhua, the curator of the Jinling Art Museum, hurriedly covered her swollen mouth and greeted him. He was very respectful and did not dare to show any disrespect.

Wu Wenshan frowned slightly: "What's wrong with your mouth?"

"It wasn't pumped by this guy!"

Xu Anhua glanced at Ye Chen a bit bitterly. When did the curator of his grand Jinling Art Museum suffer such a great disgrace?

At the same time, Zhao Yuanliang kneeling on the ground seemed to see a savior: "Uncle Wu, you have to decide for me!"

"Jack!"

An old man with gray hair came out from behind Wu Wenshan, and the other side looked at Ye Chen with anger and arrogance: "This is the Jinling Art Museum, isn't it a street or an alley, how can you let this wild?"

"Yes, young man, you have to release Zhao Gongzi soon, or you will be at your own risk!" Another one stood up and scolded Ye Chen.

However, Ye Chen was unmoved.

Wu Wenshan sighed and said, "Young man, the old man is Wu Wenshan, can you watch Yuanliang in the old man's face? Don't worry, the old man will keep you okay!"

He didn't expect that it would be a match that would eventually evolve to this point. Seeing that things were getting worse, he had to come forward to stop it.

With his words fall.

Li Yongmin kept winking at Ye Chen.

Cang Shuxue secretly dragged Ye Chen's clothing corner, and both of them signaled Ye Chen to take advantage of this step.

"Let him go?"

Ye Chen said uncritically: "This person has very little tutoring. Since he doesn't teach at home, I don't mind helping with education!"

As soon as this word came out, everyone was angry.

Li Yongmin and Cang Shuxue had to smile bitterly.

Wu Wenshan's face also slowly sank: "Young man, you must not entertain yourself, the old man said one last time, let Yuanliang go!"

"I just want one statement!"

Ye Chen hugged her daughter and sat down!

Wu Wenshan shook his sleeves and couldn't help smirking: "You said that they used some of them to judge the outcome, then the old man answers you now!"

"Their standards are set by the old man. The old man was the first person in Jinling Painting and Calligraphy. He said that whoever comes first is the first!"

Having said that, he fixedly looked at Ye Chen, his eyes could not be questioned: "Why are you dissatisfied?

"Yes, Master Wu is the first person in Jinling Painting Road, known as the Painting Saint. He is fully qualified to judge anyone!"

His words drew praise from countless people!

And there is no way to refute!

This is the world. What the strong say is what, even if it is a fart, it is fragrant, but the weak has no chance to argue.

"The first person in Jinling Painting Road?

Ye Chen chuckled, seeming to disdain: "But just sitting in the sky to watch the sky, is it worthy to point and draw in front of me? Also worthy of the holy name?"

With his words fall.

Everyone at the scene stared at him with wide eyes, with a shocked expression on their faces, thinking they were wrong.

How dare he degrade Master Wu?

After hearing this, Zhao Yuanliang couldn't help laughing, as if he had heard something funny.

Wu Wenshan's level of painting is recognized in the country and the world. Nowadays, some people say that he is sitting in a well and watching the sky, how dare to say that!

"Presumptuous, what dare you belittle Master Wu?"

"Yes, this kid is here to make trouble!"

"Kick him out!"

After death, there was a scolding. If his eyes could kill people, Ye Chen would not know how many times he had died.

After Wu Wenshan raised his hand and signaled the crowd to be quiet, he laughed angrily: "Young man, so you know how to draw? Do you dare to compare it with your old husband?"

He paused, and Pi Xiaorou said without smiling: "As long as you have an old husband's three-point level, what's the first match for your daughter today?"

Everyone followed with a laugh: "Let this boy compare with Master Wu? What's a joke? He can't catch up to Master Wu even after painting for a hundred years!"

"You don't deserve to compare with me!"

Ye Chen shook her head slightly, and there was a hint of tinge in the corner of her mouth: "On your level, my daughter can beat you!"

"Jack!"

Wu Wenshan finally could not help but swear.

Let his generation of paintings compare with a young girl who sucks!

Do not bring such a curse!

At this moment, there was a commotion outside, as if someone was arguing, waiting for everyone to react, and then saw a woman walk in quickly.

The woman looked at Wu Wenshan and stuttered, "Master Wu ... It's not good, it's not good. There is a group of foreigners outside. The other party said that your drawing is not as good as him, and it also challenges you! "

"what?"

Wu Wenshan's face suddenly sank.

Another person who said that he was not good enough!

"Let them come in!"

The president of the Art Association smiled coldly: "I want to see who dares not to take Master Wu so seriously!"

The woman walked out.

After a while, they led in three men, two women, and all five wore kimonos. They seemed to be from Dongying.

The lead is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a beautiful face and a pale face, but with an unabashed pride in his eyebrows.

After seeing the boy's looks, the faces of several art world leaders behind Wu Wenshan changed face to face, as if they had seen some rivals.

"What? It turned out to be him!"

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