With the appearance of Wu Wenshan and the rest!
The crowd parted to form a path for him!
The president of the Calligraphy Association!
The president of the Art Association!
The founder of modern aesthetics!
A famous painter!
Everyone stared blankly at the old man in green and the rest.
They were all shocked!
It was because these people were the leaders of the art world in the entire Jinling and even the entire China. Any one of them could shake the entire art world with a stomp of their feet.
However, all of them were here!
The most shocking person was the old man walking at the front!
The reason being that he was the No. 1 painter in Jinling, Master Wu Wenshan, who was known as the Art Saint. His disciples were all over the world, and his works attracted countless wealthy businessmen who treated them like treasures!
However, he had appeared in a small competition.
"Brother Ye!"
Li Yongmin pulled Ye Chen back immediately and said anxiously, "Listen to me. Apologize to Master Wu later. Let's forget about this today. Don't be impulsive!"
"That's right, Mr. Ye. Let's not take this award. Mengmeng is still young. There will be many opportunities in the future!" Cang Shuxue bit her lip and tried to persuade him.
The VIPs who were present today were too shocking!
"Daddy …"
Mengmeng, who was in Ye Chen's embrace, twisted her body uneasily when she saw so many people.
"Don't worry, daddy's here!"
Ye Chen patted the little girl's hand and lifted his eyes to take a good look at Wu Wenshan. He squinted, "Art Saint Wu Wenshan?"
"Master Wu!"
The director of Jinling Gallery, Xu Anhua, hurriedly covered his swollen mouth and greeted him. He was very respectful, not daring to be disrespectful at all.
Wu Wenshan frowned slightly, "What happened to your mouth?"
"It's all because of this brat!"
Xu Anhua glanced at Ye Chen viciously. When had he, the director of Jinling Gallery, ever suffered such humiliation?
At the same time, Zhao Yuanliang, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to have seen his savior, "Uncle Wu, you must uphold justice for me!"
"B * stard!"
An old man with white hair walked out from behind Wu Wenshan. He looked at Ye Chen in a dignified manner, "This is Jinling Gallery, not some street. How dare you behave so atrociously?"
"That's right, young man. Release Young Master Zhao now, or you'll have to bear the consequences!" Another person stood up and scolded Ye Chen.
However, Ye Chen remained unmoved.
Wu Wenshan sighed softly and said, "Young man, this old man is Wu Wenshan. Can you let Yuanliang go for my sake? Don't worry, this old man will make sure nothing happens! "
He didn't expect that a competition that was supposed to be a formality would end up like this. Seeing that things were getting more and more intense, he had no choice but to step in and stop it.
As his voice fell.
Li Yongmin could not stop signaling Ye Chen with his eyes.
On the other hand, Cang Shuxue was secretly tugging the corner of Ye Chen's shirt. Both of them were signaling Ye Chen to take the opportunity to leave.
"Let him go?"
Ye Chen said in a noncommittal manner, "This person has no upbringing. Since his family doesn't teach him well, I don't mind teaching him a lesson!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's face was filled with anger.
Li Yongmin and Cang Shuxue could only smile bitterly.
Wu Wenshan's expression slowly darkened. "Young man, do not entertain yourself. This old man will say it one last time. Let Yuan Liang go!"
"I just want an explanation!"
Ye Chen sat down while carrying his daughter!
Wu Wen Shan flicked his sleeves and couldn't help but sneer, "Previously, I was wondering what criteria they would use to determine the victor. Now, this old man will answer!"
"I'm the one who set their standards. I'm the number one painter in Jinling. Whoever I say is number one will be number one!"
He looked at Ye Chen firmly as he spoke to this point. His gaze did not allow anyone to question him, "What's there to be unhappy about?
"That's right. Master Wu is the best painter in Jinling City. He has the right to judge anyone!"
His words attracted the praise of countless people!
And there was no way to refute it!
This was how the world was. Whatever the strong said, even a fart was fragrant. As for the weak, they had no chance to defend themselves.
"The best painter in Jinling? Art Saint? "
Ye Chen chuckled softly as if he was disdainful. "You're just watching the sky from the bottom of a well. Do you think you're worthy of telling me what to do? Do you think you deserve to be crowned with a holy name? "
As his voice fell.
Everyone present widened their eyes and looked at him in disbelief. Shock was written all over their faces, thinking that they had heard wrongly.
'How dare he belittle Master Wu's standards?'
Zhao Yuanliang could not help but laugh when he heard that, as if he had heard something funny.
Wu Wenshan's painting standards were publicly acknowledged in the country and even the world. Now, someone said that he was looking at the sky from the bottom of a well. How dare he say that!
"How dare you! Who do you think you are to belittle Master Wu?"
"That's right, this brat is here to cause trouble!"
"Chase him out!"
After the dead silence, there was a burst of cursing. If looks could kill, Ye Chen would have died countless times.
Wu Wenshan raised his hand and gestured for everyone to quiet down. Then, he laughed out of extreme anger, "Young man, does that mean you know painting too? Do you dare to compete with me? "
After saying that, he paused for a moment and said with a fake smile, "As long as you have 30% of my standard, so what if your daughter gets first place in today's competition?"
Everyone laughed as well, "Let this brat compete with Master Wu? Are you kidding? Even if he paints for a hundred years, he won't be able to catch up to Master Wu! "
"He's not worthy of competing with me!"
Ye Chen shook his head lightly. There was a hint of mockery at the corner of his lips, "With such standards, my daughter alone can defeat him!"
"B * stard!"
Wu Wenshan finally could not help but curse.
He wanted him, the Art Saint, to compete with a little girl who was still wet behind the ears!
'You can't scold me like that!'
Right at this moment, there was a commotion outside. It seemed like someone was arguing. Before everyone could react, a woman walked in quickly.
The woman looked at Wu Wenshan and stammered, "M-Master Wu, bad news, bad news. A group of foreigners is outside. They said that your painting skills are not as good as theirs, and they've even issued a challenge to you!"
"What?"
Wu Wenshan's expression turned grim.
Another person had appeared to say that he was not good enough!
"Let them in!"
The president of the Art Association smirked coldly, "I'd like to see who dares to look down on Master Wu!"
The woman replied and walked out.
Soon, she led three men and two women in. All five of them were wearing kimonos, and they seemed to be from Dongying.
The leader was a young man who was 15 or 16 years old. He had a delicate face and a pale face, but there was an undisguised arrogance between his brows.
After seeing the young man's appearance, the expressions of the few leading figures in the art world behind Wu Wenshan changed at the same time, as if they had seen a formidable opponent.
"What? It's him! "
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