Genius Daddy in the City

With the appearance of Wu Wenshan and others!

The crowded crowd gave way to a road!

President of the Calligraphy Association!

President of the Art Association!

The founder of modern aesthetics!

Famous contemporary painter!

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

Everyone is shocked by it!

Because these people in the whole of Jinling and even the whole of China are all high-ranking figures in the art world. Just one person can make the entire art world tremble with just a single stomp of their feet.

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 number one painter in Jinling, Master Wu Wenshan, who is known as the Painting Saint. His disciples are all over the world, and his works have attracted countless wealthy businessmen to flock to them and treat them as treasures!

Now it appears in a small competition.

"Brother Ye!"

Li Yongmin hurriedly grabbed Ye Chen and said anxiously: "Listen to my brother's advice and apologize to Master Wu later. This matter is over today. Don't be arrogant!"

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

The big names present today are really shocking!

"dad……"

Seeing so many people coming, the cute little baby in Ye Chen's arms twisted a little uneasily.

"It's okay, dad is here!"

Ye Chen patted the little guy's hand, then raised his eyes to look at Wu Wenshan, and narrowed his eyes: "Is Wu Wenshan the sage of painting?"

"Master Wu!"

Xu Anhua, the curator of Jinling Art Museum, hurriedly covered his swollen mouth and rushed forward. He was very respectful and did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.

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

"It's not like I was whipped by this kid!"

Xu Anhua glanced at Ye Chen with some resentment. When had he, the director of the Jinling Art Museum, been so humiliated?

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

"Asshole!"

An old man with gray hair walked out from behind Wu Wenshan. He looked at Ye Chen calmly and said: "This is the Jinling Art Museum, not a street. How can I allow you to act so wildly?"

"That's right, young man, let Mr. Zhao go quickly, or you will suffer the consequences!" Another person stood up and angrily scolded Ye Chen.

However, Ye Chen was unmoved.

Wu Wenshan sighed softly and said: "Young man, I am Wu Wenshan. Can you please let Yuan Liang go for my sake? Don't worry, I will keep you safe!"

He didn't expect that it was just a formality game that would eventually evolve to this point. Seeing that things were getting worse, he had no choice but to stop it.

As his words fell.

Li Yongmin kept winking at Ye Chen.

Cang Shuxue, on the other hand, secretly tugged on the corner of Ye Chen's clothes, and both of them signaled Ye Chen to take advantage of this step to get down quickly.

"Let him go?"

Ye Chen said noncommittally: "This person is extremely uneducated. Since he can't be taught well at home, I don't mind helping to educate him!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were filled with anger.

Li Yongmin and Cang Shuxue could only smile bitterly.

Wu Wenshan's face slowly darkened: "Young man, please don't entertain yourself. I say it one last time, let Yuan Liang go!"

"I just want an explanation!"

Ye Chen sat down with his daughter in his arms!

Wu Wenshan flicked his sleeves and couldn't help but sneer: "You said before what criteria they use to judge victory or defeat, I will answer you now!"

"Their standards are set by me. I am the number one person in Jinling Painting and Calligraphy. Whoever you say is number one will be number one!"

Having said this, he looked at Ye Chen steadily, his eyes unquestionable: "What are you dissatisfied with?

"Yes, Master Wu is the number one painter in Jinling and is known as the Saint of Painting. He is fully qualified to judge anyone!"

His words attracted countless nods of praise!

And there is no way to refute it!

This world is like this. The strong can say whatever they say, even a fart will taste good, but the weak have no chance to defend themselves.

"The number one painter in Jinling? Painting sage?"

Ye Chen chuckled lightly, as if he was disdainful: "It's just a matter of sitting in the sky and observing the sky. Is he worthy of gesticulating in front of me? Is he worthy of being given a holy name?"

As his words fell.

Everyone present looked at him with wide eyes and disbelief, with shock written all over their faces, thinking that they and others had heard wrongly.

How dare he belittle Master Wu?

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

Wu Wenshan's painting skills are recognized in China and even around the world, but now some people say that he is looking at the sky from a well. How dare he say that!

"Presumptuous, who do you think you are and how dare you belittle Master Wu?"

"Yes, this kid is here to cause trouble sincerely!"

"Get him out!"

After the deathly silence, there was a burst of yelling. If looks could kill, Ye Chen wouldn't know how many times he would die.

Wu Wenshan raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, then he laughed angrily and said: "Young man, so you also know how to draw? Do you dare to compete with me?"

After speaking, he paused and said with a smile: "As long as you are as good as my three points, what if your daughter is the first in today's game?"

Everyone also laughed: "Let this kid compete with Master Wu? Are you kidding? He can't catch up with Master Wu even if he paints for a hundred years!"

"You are not worthy to compare with me!"

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

"Asshole!"

Wu Wenshan finally couldn't help but cursed.

Let him compare a painting saint with a young girl!

Don't curse like that!

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

The woman looked at Wu Wenshan and stammered: "Wu...Master Wu, no good, no good, a group of foreigners came outside. They said that your painting skills are not as good as him, and they even challenged you!" "

"What?"

Wu Wenshan's face suddenly darkened.

Another person appears who says he is not good enough!

"Let them in!"

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

The woman responded and walked out.

Not long after, he led three men and two women in. All five of them were wearing kimonos, and they seemed to be from Dongying country.

The leader was a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome face and a somewhat pale face, but with an undisguised look of pride between his brows.

After seeing the boy's appearance clearly, the expressions of several art figures behind Wu Wenshan all changed, as if they had seen some powerful rival.

"What? It's him!"

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