Chapter 539 Arrogant Master Wu!

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 entire Jinling and even the entire country of China are all leaders in high positions in the art world. Just one person can shake the entire art world with 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 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 ensure that nothing happens to you!"

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 full of 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 sneered: "You said earlier what criteria they use to judge victory and defeat, I will answer you now!"

"Their standards are set by me. I am the number one person in Jinling calligraphy and painting. 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 the 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's level?

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, and then he laughed angrily and said, "Young man, do you know how to draw? Do you dare to compete with me?"

After he finished 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 laughed along: "Let this kid compete with Master Wu? What a joke! He can't catch up with Master Wu even if he paints for a hundred years!"

"You are not worthy to compete with me!"

Ye Chen shook his head slightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips: "With your level, my daughter alone can beat you!"

"Asshole!"

Wu Wenshan finally couldn't help but swear.

Let him compare a generation of painting saint with a little girl who is still wet behind the ears!

Don't curse like that!

And 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: "Master Wu... Master Wu, it's bad, it's bad, a group of foreigners came outside, and they said that your painting level is not as good as his, and they also challenged you!"

"What?"

Wu Wenshan's face suddenly sank.

Another person who said that his level was not good appeared!

"Let them in!"

The president of the Art Association sneered: "I want to see who dares to look down on Master Wu!"

The woman walked out in response.

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

The leader was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome face and a pale complexion, but with an undisguised arrogance between his eyebrows.

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

"What? It turned out to be him!"

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