Pitter patter!
The wet rain continued to fall.
At that moment, hundreds of people in the wetland park opposite Jinling Gallery raised their heads. Their mouths were wide open as they stared blankly at the golden dragon shadow in the sky.
The dragon shadow supported the sky, and the dragon's roar was endless!
Dragon!
It was not a dragon that existed in myths and legends!
It was a real dragon!
Dragon eyes, dragon whiskers, dragon scales …
All of them could be seen clearly!
At that moment, everyone was extremely shocked!
They did not expect the dragon in the dragon painting that Ye Chen taught Mengmeng to draw casually would fly out of the painting.
It was as if that sentence had been answered.
How could a golden scale exist in a painting? It would transform into a dragon as soon as it entered the wind and clouds!
It was too shocking!
"Painting Dao into the Soul, Painting Dao into the Soul!"
Art Saint Wu Wenshan stared at the giant dragon that was rolling in the sky, his lips trembling, "This is the true Painting Dao into the Soul, this is the true Painting Dao into the Soul! This is the true Painting Dao into the Soul!"
If Sato Seiichi's Hell's Painting had shocked him greatly earlier, then all that was left for him now was shock!
Compared to Sato Seiichi!
This was the true Painting Dao into the Soul!
"H-How is this possible?!"
The young Japanese Art Saint, Sato Seiichi, took two steps back in shock as if he had seen something unbelievable.
Cang Shuxue, Li Yongmin, and the rest rubbed their eyes as if they had seen a ghost, "I-Was this drawn by Mr. Ye? And it's not an illusion? "
In the entire world.
Only a skinny figure stood proudly with a four or five-year-old girl in his arms. He was like the golden dragon shadow in the sky, looking down on the world.
"Daddy, it's a dragon. It's really a dragon!"
Mengmeng hugged Ye Chen's neck and cheered, "So that's what Xiaohei wants to become? It looks so good. If Xiaohei becomes a dragon in the future, I'll ride it to look at the stars and the moon in the sky! "
"No, I don't believe it!"
Just as everyone was immersed in shock, a hysterical roar pulled them back from their daze.
However, Sato Seiichi looked at Ye Chen as if he had been provoked, "It's fake. It must be fake. I didn't expect you to use a trick!"
"Western barbarians, how dare you look down on Chinese Painting Dao!"
Ye Chen shook his head lightly as if he was disdainful, "Forget it. I'll open your eyes again today. I'll let you know that China's Art Dao isn't just that!"
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the golden dragon shadow in the air.
The golden dragon shadow in the sky roared again and suddenly turned into a pale golden light. Finally, it turned into a golden door of light that was ten feet tall and ten feet long.
The next moment.
"Pu … Pu … Pu …"
The calm surface of the lake immediately began to boil. Countless fish leaped out of the water, shaking their heads and wagging their tails on the surface of the water. With a series of crackling sounds, they attempted to leap toward the golden door of light in the sky.
From afar, there were close to a thousand of them!
However, they were too far away. No matter how hard they jumped, they couldn't touch the golden door of light in the air. Even so, these fish still tried fearlessly, as if they had been caught in a large net.
The scene was spectacular!
"Daddy, there are so many fish!"
"This is the Carp Leaping Over the Dragon Gate! This is the Carp Leaping Over the Dragon Gate!"
Wu Wenshan cried out involuntarily.
The Carp Leaping Over the Dragon Gate!
As a Chinese, they were extremely familiar with this story. It was about the story of a carp transforming into a dragon as long as it crossed the dragon gate. Later on, it was extended to a successful career and a high status!
Everyone stared blankly at this scene. Even the Art Saint, Wu Wenshan, and the big shots of the Jinling art world were no exception!
It could be said that they had never seen such a magical scene in their lives.
And the cause of this phenomenon was just a painting!
It was a painting drawn by a four or five-year-old girl who did not know how to hold a brush. It was a painting that they could not bear to look at. It was like a scribble.
Everyone could not help but blush when they thought of this.
Especially Wu Wenshan, the so-called master of painting.
They could not help but recall how they had gone against their conscience and placed the cute little baby who had the ability to win first place as the consolation prize in order to let the Zhao family's Zhao Yang win first place.
Ye Chen wanted an explanation after that!
Wu Wenshan relied on his identity as the No. 1 painter in Jinling to say that he was the one who decided the standard. Whoever he thought would be first would be first.
However, the work that the consolation prize winner had casually drawn had reached a level that none of them could reach in their entire lives.
It was as if a pair of invisible hands were slapping their faces!
It was a resounding slap!
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong!"
Wu Wenshan seemed to be laughing, but at the same time, he seemed to be mocking himself!
They were already like that, let alone the Japanese led by Sato Seiichi. At that moment, the faces of the Japanese were filled with shock. They could not accept the domineering and wanton behavior from before.
The painting that the Chinese father and daughter had casually drawn could actually appear, and it had even attracted thousands of fish!
Was this the hidden painting expert of China?
The young Art Saint, Sato Seiichi, looked defeated.
He became famous at the age of ten and was known as the painting prodigy of Japan. Later on, he defeated the Japanese Art Saint, Ishikawa Ichiro, at a young age. It could be said that his journey had been filled with praise and flowers.
Therefore, he stepped into China resolutely and wanted to challenge the Chinese Art Dao experts. After Art Saint Wu Wenshan admitted defeat, he thought that the Chinese Art Dao was just so-so and was very disappointed.
Unexpectedly, an ordinary father and daughter appeared.
They were not as famous as Wu Wenshan!
However, they crushed his confidence to the point that there was nothing left!
He could not help but smile bitterly, "China is really full of talents!"
At that moment, countless people's eyes were focused on the father and daughter.
The world was silent.
Only the father and daughter were bathing in the breeze, facing the rainbow. Meanwhile, there were still countless fish jumping on the lake in front of them, trying to jump over the light door.
"Daddy, those fish are so stupid. They can't reach that door no matter what!
"Dad, please help them!"
The little girl's childish voice echoed through the world.
Ye Chen lifted his head to look at the lake. Subsequently, he lifted his hand and waved. The light door in the sky turned into a golden dragon shadow and returned to the drawing paper. It turned into a painting again.
In the end!
What he drew was still a painting!
It was not a real dragon!
Similarly, the Dragon Gate was just an illusion, not the real Dragon Gate!
As the light door dissipated, the lake returned to calmness.
The surface of the lake regained its calm. Countless fish returned to the bottom of the lake in disappointment, and all of them entered hibernation.
However, a golden carp shook its tail and leaped into Mengmeng's palm. It kept rolling around and spitting bubbles from its mouth. There was no fear at all.
"Daddy, it's a carp. It's not afraid of me!"
Mengmeng widened her eyes as she looked at the golden carp in her palm. Her little face was filled with joy.
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