If Cang Shuxue's first sentence did not arouse everyone's interest, then the last sentence completely made the car explode.

A man with a big belly was shocked and subconsciously exclaimed: "What? Can the first place in the competition be accepted as a disciple by Master Wu, the painting saint? Is it true or false?"

"Really and false? How could Master Wu have the identity of this little children's painting competition?" A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a national-shaped face could not help but feel horror on his face.

"Who is the painting saint you are talking about?"

Some parents also said they had never heard of it.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately received the ridicule of the middle-aged man with a big belly: "You have never even heard of the name of Master Wu in the painting saint. I have to say, it's too low!"

The man suddenly looked embarrassed.

The middle-aged man glanced at the crowd and saw that several people didn't know, he couldn't help but introduce them like a show of: "You only know Xu Beihong and Qi Baishi, but you don't know the Saint Wu Wenshan!"

"Master Wu is a master of our Chinese calligraphy and painting world, and is also a descendant of Wu Daozi. He is as famous as Qi Baishi and others. His painting skills have reached a super magical level."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment and talked again: "It is said that Master Wu once drew a picture of a spring outing in the suburbs. It was just 100% of the painting and the ink was not dry yet, which attracted countless butterflies and bees to rush to the painting."

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

It was just a painting that actually made bees and butterflies crazy. Has Master Wu's painting skills reached the point of being fake and real?

"more than!"

The middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses pushed the mirror frame and said again: "Master Wu is the first person in Jinling Painting. Even the president of Jinling Calligraphy and Painting Association is his disciple. It is rumored that a wealthy overseas businessman once offered a sky-high price of 100 million US dollars to let Master Wu paint for him, but even Master Wu's people did not see him."

The whole car suddenly became quiet.

Everyone felt shocked. Obviously, they didn't expect that there would be such a person in this world. Now even the arrogant young woman with red makeup on her face and bloated body could not sit still.

If her child won the first place in the competition and then joined Wu Wenshan, what does that mean? It is almost unimaginable.

In fact, she was not the only one who thought like this, and almost the whole person in the car was flickering.

Li Yongmin looked at the fat guy who was still eating and was furious: "Baby, did you hear it? This time you go to the competition, you must make a sigh of relief for me, try to get first place, and then join Master Wu!"

"Not rare!"

The fat man wiped his greasy mouth and said indifferently: "So what? Could it be that he can turn into real chicken legs by drawing them? He can't eat them."

"Dad, please don't draw these big cakes for me. I still know how much I have, Fat Master. Fat Master, I have no ambition in my life. I just want to eat, eat, and sleep, and then wait until you die. I will inherit the inheritance, continue to sleep, eat, and sleep."

"Who are you...you are you going to be your master?"

Li Yongmin almost got angry to death, and he was beaten up just by acting!

Ye Chen shook his head slightly, but he didn't care about this painting saint. Not to mention that his painting trajectory has reached a super magical level, even if he can turn stones into gold and add the finishing touch, it's no big deal.

When he was in the fairy world, there was a painting workshop under the heavenly court, commanding dozens of the most powerful painters in the world. These people could change their colors by writing at will, and whatever they painted would become.

Compared with this.

What is a mere mortal painting saint?

The reason why he accompanied his daughter to participate in the competition was that Su Yuhan and his daughter liked it. As long as they liked it, Ye Chen would satisfy them.

Even if they want the moon in the sky and the dragon in the sea!

Ye Chen can also go to the sky to capture the moon and go to the sea to capture the dragon!

Instead, he admired the temperament of the fat little boy Li Erguo. This kid is a typical representative of the New Century otaku. He has a broad mind and a fat body, and has no desires or demands.

...

It looks like around one o'clock in the afternoon.

The bus finally arrived at its destination - Jinling Art Museum.

The art museum is located at the foot of Zhongshan. You can see the flower and bird market and nature park along the way, and let the people on the car see the beautiful scenery and humanistic atmosphere of the ancient capital of Jinling, the Six Dynasties, which is not comparable to the south of the world.

The car was finally parked in the open-air venue outside the art gallery. After the group got off the car, they saw that there were already various stars beside them, and they all brought their old and young.

"Everyone, it's less than an hour before the game, and I know everyone is hungry all the way."

Cang Shuxue looked at the time and then said to everyone: "Let's do it, go eat something first, and stroll around nearby. Gather here at 1:50 pm, but we agreed first, we can't go far, otherwise we may not have time to participate in the competition. In addition, we must pay attention to safety."

Before she could finish her words, most of the parents took their children to the nearby commercial street, their faces full of excitement.

"Fatty Master is hungry!"

The little fat man looked at Li Yongmin with awesome eyes.

Li Yongmin's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead and said, "You've been eating all the way, aren't you full yet?"

"Dad, I'm hungry too!"

Mengmeng looked around, then hugged Ye Chen's thighs and looked at Ye Chen with great anticipation. Although Qianqian beside her didn't say anything, she looked at her listless look and probably was too hungry.

Ye Chen touched the heads of the two little guys, then looked at Li Yongmin beside him: "Brother Li, why don't you find a place to eat together?"

Along the way, I could chat with Li Yongmin and his son.

"OK!"

Li Yongmin smiled and smiled at Cang Shuxue, "Teacher Cang, are you together? You have been talking to us all the way and didn't eat much."

"Okay, thank you!"

Cang Shuxue smiled slightly.

...

A few people walked towards the nearby commercial street, found a fairly high-end restaurant and sat down to order something.

As soon as the little fat man sat down, he called the waiter and waved his hand and said proudly: "Uncle Ye, Teacher Cang, my dad treats me today. Just order it, don't save him money. He is a contractor. He has made a lot of money over the years."

Li Yongmin didn't say anything with a dark face.

How could I cheat myself in front of outsiders? Am I still you? Isn’t it just that I drank some Erguotou and beat you several times before?

"Give me some duck blood vermicelli, thank you!"

Cang Shuxue burst into laughter and called out.

Mengmeng ordered a dozen foods in one breath: "Dad, I want to eat soup dumplings, Zhou Hei Ya, and this, and that..."

Li Yongmin's face turned darker.

When it was Qianqian's turn, the little guy seemed a little restrained and ordered a duck blood vermicelli with Cang Shuxue.

"It's okay, order whatever you want. I'll pay for it today." Ye Chen saw her restraint and handed the menu back to her.

After he said this, Li Yongmin felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Brother Ye, I'd better pay the bill. This bastard is right. My brother has indeed made a lot of money in contracting construction sites over the years."

"Uncle, how much money did you earn?" Mengmeng asked curiously.

The little fat man blurted out subconsciously: "Not much, it's only ten or twenty billion, but my dad is too restricted. He likes to wear street stalls when wearing clothes, and he only smokes a pack of Yunyan for a few dollars..."

"Eat yours!"

Li Yongmin coughed repeatedly.

Just as we were talking, a rapid brake sound came from downstairs, followed by a lot of screams.

Everyone looked up.

I saw a Hummer rushing around the streets outside, and finally drove into a supermarket, smashing the glass door to pieces, and countless people stood outside watching and pointed.

...
Chapter completed!