Chapter 539

With the appearance of wuwenshan and others!

The crowd pulled out of the way one after another!

President of Calligraphy Association!

President of Art Association!

Founder of modern aesthetics!

Famous contemporary painters!

Everyone looked at the old people in blue.

All of them are shocked!

Because these people in the whole Jinling and even the whole China, are all leaders in the art world. Anyone who wring out and stamping his foot can make the whole art world earthquake.

But now they are all there!

The most shocking thing is the old man at the front!

Because the other side is the first person of Jinling painting way, Wu Wenshan master with the name of painting saint, his disciples are all over the world, and his works attract numerous rich businessmen to rush for them, as if they were treasures!

Now it's on top of a little game.

"Ye brothers!"

Li Yongmin grabbed Ye Chen in a hurry and said anxiously: "listen to my brother's advice. I'll apologize to master Wu later. This is the end of the matter today. Don't worry about it!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye, we don't want this award. It's not cute. There will be many opportunities in the future!" Cangshu snow also bited her lips to persuade her.

It's just that the great people who are here today are so shocking!

"Dad..."

Seeing so many people coming, the cute baby in Ye Chen's arms wriggled his body uneasily.

"It's OK, dad is there!"

Ye Chen patted the little guy's hand, then raised his eyes and looked at Wu Wenshan. He narrowed his eyes: "is wuwenshan the painter?"

"Master Wu!"

Xu Anhua, the curator of Jinling Art Museum, hurriedly covered his swollen mouth and greeted him. He was very respectful and did not dare to show any disrespect.

Wu Wenshan frowned slightly: "what's the matter with your mouth?"

"It's not from this kid yet!"

Xu Anhua looks at Ye Chen with some bitterness. When did the curator of Jinling Art Museum suffer such a humiliation?

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

"Bastard!"

After Wu Wenshan, an old man with gray hair walked out. The other side looked at Ye Chen angrily: "this is Jinling Art Museum. It's not a street. How can you be so wild?"

"That's right, young man. I'll let Mr. Zhao go soon, or I'll be responsible for the consequences!" Another man stood up and scolded Ye Chen.

But ye Chen is unmoved.

Wu Wenshan sighed and said, "young man, I'm Wu Wenshan. Can you see that I let Yuan Liang go in my face? Don't worry, I'll keep you safe! "

He didn't expect that it was a game that went through the field, and it would eventually evolve to this point. Seeing things getting worse, he had to stop it.

As his voice fell.

Li Yongmin keeps winking at Ye Chen.

And Cangshu snow is secretly pulling Ye Chen's corner of clothing. Both of them are signaling Ye Chen to hurry down this step.

"Let him go?"

Ye Chen said without hesitation, "this man has no tutor. Since his tutor is not good, I don't mind helping to educate him!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone was angry.

Li Yongmin and cangshuxue had to smile bitterly.

Wu Wenshan's face sank slowly: "young man, don't entertain yourself. I will say it again for the last time. Let Yuan Liang go!"

"I just want a statement!"

Ye Chen holds her daughter and sits down!

Wu Wenshan tossed his sleeves and couldn't help sneering. "You said before what criteria they used to judge the outcome, then I will answer you now!"

"Their standard is set by me. I'm the first in Jinling calligraphy and painting. Whoever says first is the first!"

Speaking of this, he fixed to look at Ye Chen, his eyes did not allow people to question: "do you have any objection?

"It's true that Master Wu, as the first painter in Jinling, is known as the saint of painting. He is fully qualified to judge anyone!"

His words attracted numerous people's nods of praise!

And there's no way to argue!

This is the way of the world. The strong say what they mean, even if they fart, it's fragrant. The weak have no chance to argue.

"The first person in Jinling painting? The painting master?

Ye Chen chuckled, as if he didn't care: "it's just sitting in the sky, and it's worthy of pointing fingers and feet in front of me? With a holy name? "

As his voice fell.

All the people on the scene stared at him with unbelievable eyes. Their faces were full of shock, and they thought they had heard wrong.

How dare he belittle Master Wu?

After hearing this, Zhao Yuanliang could not help laughing, as if he had heard something funny.

Wu Wenshan's painting level is recognized in China and the world, but now some people say that he is sitting on the sidelines, how dare he say it!

"Unbridled, what do you dare to belittle Master Wu?"

"Yes, this boy is sincere to make trouble!"

"Get him out!"

After death, there is a burst of angry scolding. If the eyes can kill people, ye Chen doesn't know how many times he died.

After Wu Wenshan raised his hand and motioned for silence, he was furious and smiled: "young man, do you know how to draw? Dare to compete with me? "

After that, he paused for a while, and chuckled: "as long as you have my husband's three-point level, how about giving your daughter the first prize in this game today?"

The crowd also laughed: "let this kid compare with Master Wu? Are you kidding me? He can't catch up with Master Wu even if he has painted for a hundred years! "

"You don't deserve to be compared with me!"

Ye Chen shakes his head slightly, with a sneer on his lips: "at your level, my daughter alone can surpass you!"

"Bastard!"

Wuwenshan can't help being rude at last.

Let his generation of painting Saint compare with a suckling girl!

No such swearing!

At this time, there was a commotion outside, as if someone was quarreling, waiting for the reaction of the crowd, then only a woman walked in quickly.

Looking at Wu Wenshan, the woman stammered, "Wu Master Wu, it's not good, it's not good. There are a group of foreigners outside. They say that your painting level is not as good as his, and they also challenge you! "

"What?"

Wu Wenshan's face suddenly sank.

Another one says he is not good at it!

"Let them in!"

The president of the Art Association sneered: "I'd like to see who dare not take Master Wu so seriously!"

The woman answered and went out.

After a while, he led three men and two women to come in. All five of them were wearing kimonos. It seemed that they were from Dongying.

The leader is a 15-6-year-old boy, with a clear face, a little pale, but with an undisguised haughtiness between his eyebrows.

After seeing the young man's face clearly, several leading artists behind Wu Wenshan changed their faces, as if they saw some fierce enemies.

"What? It's him! "

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