Shan Hezheng cleared his throat and talked eloquently. This guy is a university professor, and his eloquence is quite good. He listed the shortcomings of Xiao Jingming's paintings one by one. He also called on the Chinese people to have a patriotic heart, not to worship foreigners and to treat the West. Western paintings are highly sought after or something.
He said this, the onlookers were really persuaded. After all, this guy stood at the highest point of morality, and even his patriotism was pulled out. Many patriotic compatriots will definitely be affected.
Xiao Se is getting colder and colder, and her face is getting more and more ugly. She said that her father's paintings are garbage, but in her heart, she is quite proud of her father. Face, slander her father, how can't the bleak temper be tolerated!
Meimei gently tugged at the bleak, and shook her head slightly, telling her not to get angry.
Shan Hezheng eloquently said a long story, with a smug look on his face, he deliberately asked Meimei: "Little girl, what do you think of what I said?"
Meimei said indifferently: "Not much."
Even if she really thinks that Xiao Jingming's paintings are not good, at this time she will never help outsiders to step on her friend's father, especially if these outsiders are her enemies.
Meimei asked again, "The old gentleman's surname is Shan? Could it be Shan Hezheng?"
Shan Hetian was complacent again, thinking that Meimei had raised his name for a long time, and nodded hastily, "Yes, it's this old man, the little girl has heard of me?"
Meimei nodded slightly, "Of course I've heard of the famous Shan Hezheng. I'm not deaf or blind, so I don't understand. With Mr. Shan's status, he can go to the door and scold the street, and he also talks about it. Patriotism has risen, and liking Western paintings is not patriotism? This definition is too much!"
She went on to say: "According to Mr. Shan's statement, then people in our country should not play the piano. The piano is also a Western musical instrument, as well as the guitar, cello and violin. They can all be expelled from the country. If anyone learns these instruments, Who is a traitor, Mr. Shan, is that what you mean?"
The onlookers began to laugh again, and some sheets and those who were convincing were dragged back by Meimei's argument.
Isn't that the truth, like Western painting and patriotism have a woolly relationship!
Shan Hezheng's heart sank, and he scolded his mother secretly. The little princess of the Zhao family is really a little chili, and it smells like chili in one mouth!
"Hehe, little girl, you misunderstood what I meant, I never said such a thing." Shan Hezhengpi smiled.
Meimei smiled slightly and said sarcastically: "Of course you didn't say anything like this, I said these words, but I deduced them from what you said before, isn't that what you said before? Did you just praise Mr. Xiao's painting?"
Xiao Se snorted and said with a sneer, "He is clearly saying that Xiao Jingming's paintings are garbage. If he is not good at painting, he is jealous of other people's achievements, and deliberately goes here to slander, when others are as blind as you?"
After being called blind by a child one after another, Rao Shidan and Zheng Chengfu couldn't help but sink their faces no matter how deep they were.
"Young man is really ignorant. I should be able to be your elder at my age. Didn't your adults teach you to respect the old and love the young?" Shan Hezheng scolded.
Xiao Se glanced at him disdainfully, and sneered: "You can't even see whether I am a man or a woman, what is it that you are not blind?"