"A small barbarous country hit me in the face of Hua Guo, just want to go away like this?"

The sound was not big or small, but it was introduced to everyone's ears word by word, just like any magic.

The humiliating and angry crowd looked rigid.

Could not help but look in the direction of the sound.

Then they saw Ye Chen holding out Meng Meng's baby and came out from the side.

"It's him, the kid who made Zhao Gongzi kneel before!"

"What is he doing now?"

"Don't tell me that he wants those people from East Rong to kneel too?"

"..."

After seeing Ye Chen's father and daughter clearly, the crowd couldn't help recognizing them, and then there was a strong suspicion on their faces.

"Mr. Ye!"

"Brother Ye!"

Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin stayed together for a while, then they all spoke out loud.

The two thought that Ye Chen had to treat the people of the Dongzhao Kingdom just like Zhao Gongzi had kneeled down before. They should know that these people are not the same as Zhao Gongzi, not to mention that one of them is the painting sage of the Dongzhao Kingdom.

Once they are moved, the consequences are unimaginable!

Wu Wenshan and others also looked at Ye Chen.

Sato Seiichi, who had just walked a few steps, turned around, and Inoue and Yan smiled coldly without any fear: "What? The Chinese cannot afford to lose? So you want to do something to us?"

at the same time.

Three young people from the Eastern Kingdoms subconsciously guarded Sato.

The curator of the Jinling Museum of Art changed his face and hurriedly scolded: "Boy, what are you doing? If you don't retreat, this is not a place where you can live wild!"

"Young man, if you dare to mess up today, the old man really can't take care of you!" Even Wu Wenshan cried in a deep voice.

It doesn't matter if China loses!

Twenty years later, there will be new talents to return to Dongzhang country to restore dignity!

But Hua Guo cannot make people feel that they can't afford to lose!

That's the most shameful!

"Mr. Ye, come back soon!" Cang Shuxue was crying anxiously!

She felt that she had lived for twenty years and had not been so stimulating as she did today. Ye Chen first let Zhao Yuanliang kneel to scare her to death, and now she aimed at the people of the Eastern Kingdom.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, but stepped in front of Sato and others with a cute little baby, and said indifferently: "Just a few of your waste? Dare to say that my country is just like this?"

Having said that, he looked down at the innocent adorable Meng Meng baby in his arms, and said loudly, "Do you believe it? My daughter's graffiti can crush you?"

After this remark, the audience was silent.

Everyone with big eyes and small eyes is funny!

Did we hear it wrong?

This boy even said that his daughter's graffiti works can hang the master painting masters of Dongyingguo who defeated Master Wu? !! !!

Even Sato Cheng waited a few moments for the people of Dongying Country, and then gave out a wild laugh: "Hahaha, the Chinese people are not capable, and the effort is first-rate. We are long-sighted!"

Sato Cheng looked at Meng Meng's innocent baby.

Then laughed out.

Everyone heard the words of shame.

Cang Shuxue can't wait to find a place to dig into it!

She doesn't deny that Mengmeng has a talent for painting, and she is more advanced than her peers, but how can she be able to draw a picture of a young girl in the country?

Hey!

Mr. Ye is a big fan!

She stomped and was ashamed!

"presumptuous!"

A gangster in Jinling's art world was so angry that he glared at Ye Chen: "Don't you think we're not shameful enough? Hurry down!"

"Yes, even Master Wu lost. What can a daughter do, a four- or five-year-old girl, do? Go back and study for another 40 or 50 years!"

The words came out.

Ye Chen chuckled, glanced at Wu Wenshan and others, and said politely: "You can't do it, it only shows that you are all a waste of corpses, it doesn't mean my daughter can't!"

Having said that, he took Mengmeng's little baby and walked to the table beside him. He grabbed a piece of drawing paper and a writing brush, and put his daughter down. "Mengmeng, come, Dad teaches you to draw today! "

The little guy looked up at him unsurely: "Dad, is it really okay?"

"Trust yourself and dad!"

Ye Chen smiled slightly, and touched her head in a pet.

"This young man is crazy. He is really crazy!"

The crowd was so angry that they sneered again and again.

Wu Wenshan couldn't help shaking his head: "Prank, it's pure prank!"

"Go stop him personally, don't give me a shame!"

Someone said coldly, just as he was about to walk, but Sato Cheng, who had not spoken, said with a smile: "Well, today I want to see how a Chinese girl crushed me!"

There was a ridicule of ridicule in his words.

The crowd had to cast their angry eyes on Ye Chen's father and daughter. If his eyes could kill people, Ye Chen would have no idea how many times he had died.

After holding the brush, Mengmeng said, "Papa, what do you paint?"

"Draw whatever you want!" Ye Chen gently held her hand.

"That person wants to draw a dragon!"

"Xiao Hei tells me that its dream is to transform the dragon. I draw a dragon and take it home. Xiao Hei will be very happy to see it."

"But people don't paint dragons, Dad, what does a dragon look like?"

"It's okay, my father taught you how to draw!"

The little guy seemed to think of something, smiled sweetly, then clenched the brush and dipped it in the ring.

"Slam!"

Perhaps the ink was dipped too much, and a large pile of ink immediately dripped onto the drawing paper, completely contaminating the drawing paper, and even splashing on the little guy's face.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar when everyone saw this scene.

Not even a brush!

What else are you talking about?

Cang Shuxue covered her eyes with her hands and couldn't bear to watch this scene.

"father……"

The little guy looked at Ye Chen with some fear because of his mistake.

"It's okay, go on!"

Ye Chen clenched her little hand and began to draw slowly on a clean place on the drawing paper.

First the faucet.

Longan!

Dragon Beard!

The little guy was holding a brush for the first time, and his hands kept shaking constantly, which caused the twisted and twisted pattern, which looked like a ghost symbol of a kindergarten child.

A gangster in the Jinling art world said, "Master Wu, hurry up and let the father and daughter leave. I really can't stand it, and we can't afford to lose this person!"

"Good!"

The others nodded.

Wu Wenshan frowned, just as he was about to speak, but suddenly he snorted, staring at the cute little baby painting.

"This……"

"This……"

"This……"

He said suddenly, even saying three words!

at the same time.

Originally looking at the lively Seiichi Sato, his face changed, as if he saw something incredible, mumbled: "Spiritual, spiritual, this Chinese child has spirituality in one stroke!"

Everyone looked again, still did not see any mystery.

After the cute little baby finished drawing the dragon tail, he looked down at the ink-stained dragon and said with guilt: "Dad, I'm sorry, people ... they didn't paint well!"

"No, you draw well!"

"Aren't you curious about what the dragon looks like? Dad will let you see it today!"

Ye Chen chuckled, took the little boy's writing brush, and pointed his pen slightly at the eyes of the dragon in the painting.

With his fall!

The dragon in the painting suddenly moved violently, shaking his head and swinging his tail, and a sound of dragon groan suddenly sounded.

Suddenly a gust of wind blows in place!

"what sound?"

"what happened?"

Everyone was a stunner first!

Immediately, I saw the golden dragon suddenly flying out of the drawing paper, and the body was standing up against the wind. He jumped up and jumped directly into the air.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Sudden raindrops are coming!

And that piece of painting paper was left blank!

No ink at all!

this moment!

Suddenly the world was silent like death!

this moment!

The expressions on everyone's faces were solidified one after another!