With the emergence of Wu Wenshan and others!

The crowded crowds made way for a road!

President of Calligraphy Association!

President of the Art Association!

Founder of modern aesthetics!

Famous contemporary painter!

Everyone stared blankly at the old man in green and his group.

All of them were shocked by it!

Because these people are all high-ranking masters in the art world in Jinling and even the entire Chinese country. Anyone who twists them out and stomps can make the entire art world earthquake.

However, they were all present at this moment!

The most shocking thing is the old man walking in the front!

Because the other party is the first person in Jinling Painting, Master Wu Wenshan, who is known as the Painting Saint, has his disciples all over the world, and his works have attracted countless wealthy businessmen to flock to them and are regarded as treasures!

Now it appears in a small game.

"Brother Ye!"

Li Yongmin hurriedly grabbed Ye Chen and said anxiously: "Listen to my brother's advice, I will apologize to Master Wu later. Today, this matter has passed. Don't act irritably!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye, we don't want this award anymore. Mengmeng is still young and there are still many opportunities in the future!" Cang Shuxue also bit her lip and persuaded her.

The big guy who came here today was so shocking!

"dad……"

Seeing so many people coming, the cute little baby in Ye Chen's arms twisted his lower body uneasy.

"It's okay, dad is here!"

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

"Master Wu!"

Xu Anhua, the director of Jinling Art Museum, hurriedly covered his swollen mouth and greeted him. He was very respectful and did not dare to look disrespectful.

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

"Isn't this guy just being beaten!"

Xu Anhua looked at Ye Chen with some resentment. When did his dignified director of Jinling Art Museum suffer such a great humiliation?

At the same time, Zhao Yuanliang, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to see a savior: "Uncle Wu, you must make the decision for me!"

"Damn it!"

A gray-haired old man walked out from behind Wu Wenshan. The other party looked at Ye Chen with no anger and arrogant attitude: "This is Jinling Art Museum, not a street or alley, how can you be so wild?"

"Yes, young man, why don't you let Young Master Zhao go quickly, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!" Another person stood up and scolded Ye Chen angrily.

However, Ye Chen was unmoved.

Wu Wenshan sighed lightly and said, "Young man, I am Wu Wenshan. Can you let Yuanliang go for my sake? Don't worry, I will ensure that you have nothing to do!"

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

As his words fell.

Li Yongmin kept winking at Ye Chen.

Cang Shuxue secretly grabbed Ye Chen's corner of clothes, and both of them were signaling Ye Chen to take advantage of this step to get down.

"Let him go?"

Ye Chen said without comment: "This person has no tutor. Since his family is not well taught, I don't mind helping to educate him!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked angry.

Li Yongmin and Cang Shuxue had no choice but to smile bitterly.

Wu Wenshan's face slowly calmed down: "Young man, don't entertain yourself. I will say it again last time and let Yuanliang go!"

"I just want one statement!"

Ye Chen sat down with his daughter in his arms!

Wu Wenshan shook his sleeves and couldn't help but sneer: "You have said before that they used what criteria to judge the outcome. Then I will answer you now!"

"Their standards are determined by my husband. I am the best at calligraphy and painting in Jinling. Whoever says is the best is the best!"

Speaking of this, he looked at Ye Chen with unquestionable eyes: "Why are you not convinced?

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

His words attracted countless people to nod and praise!

And there is no way to refute!

This is the world. What the strong say is what they want. Even if they fart, it will be delicious. The weak have no chance to defend themselves.

"The first person in Jinling Painting Road? The Saint in Painting?"

Ye Chen chuckled, as if he was disdainful: "It's just sitting in the sky, and it's worthy of pointing fingers in front of me? It's also worthy of being named as a holy name?"

As his words fell.

Everyone present stared at him with wide eyes and disbelief, his face full of shock, and he thought he had heard it wrong.

He actually dared to belittle Master Wu's level?

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

Wu Wenshan's painting skills are recognized in China and even the whole world. Now some people say that he is watching the sky from a well, so he really dares to say it!

"Rareless, you dare to belittle Master Wu if you are nothing?"

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

"Turn him out!"

After the Death Silence, there was a burst of angrily 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 everyone to be quiet, he laughed furiously: "Young man, do you know how to draw? Do you dare to compete with me?"

After saying that, he paused for a moment, and said with a slight smile: "As long as you have the level of three-pointers in my husband, what if you give your daughter the first place in today's game?"

Everyone laughed, "Let this kid compete with Master Wu? What a joke? He can't catch up with Master Wu even if he draws for a hundred years!"

"You are not worthy of comparing with me!"

Ye Chen shook his head slightly, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "At your level, my daughter alone can surpass you!"

"Damn it!"

Wu Wenshan finally couldn't help but swear.

Let his generation of painting saints compete with a little girl who is still stinky!

Don't curse like this!

At this moment, a commotion came from outside, as if someone was arguing. Before everyone could react, a woman walked in quickly.

The woman looked at Wu Wenshan and stuttered: "Wu...Master Wu, it's bad, no, there is a group of foreigners coming outside. The other party said that your painting skills are not as good as him, and he also challenged you!"

"What?"

Wu Wenshan's face suddenly sank.

Another person appeared who said he was not good at his level!

"Let them in!"

The president of the Art Association smiled coldly: "I want to see who dares to take Master Wu so seriously!"

The woman walked out in response.

Soon after, he led three men and two women in, and all the five were wearing kimonos, and they seemed to be from Dongying Country.

Leading the lead was a 15 or 16-year-old boy with a pretty face and a pale face, but there was an unconcealed look of pride between his eyebrows.

After seeing the boy's appearance clearly, the faces of several art masters behind Wu Wenshan changed, as if they had seen some strong rival.

"What? It's him!"

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Chapter completed!