Chapter 394: What a Foreign-Admiring Dog

Lin Chen vaguely felt that something was not right.

"Grandmaster!"

"Really a great master!"

Several girls quickly gathered around.

Lin Chen was confused.

Who is he and where is he?

He hasn't been online much these days. What happened?

Why do these people know that he is the Grand Master?

Jiang Xuan whispered: "Brother-in-law, haven't you seen the video online?"

"What video?"

"A video of you drawing!"

Lin Chen:......

Which one was recorded with a thousand cuts?

Come out and promise not to beat him to death.

Several girls looked in admiration.

"Grandmaster Lin, you are much more handsome in person than in the video!"

"You are so amazing. You can actually paint two lifelike paintings in one day!"

"Grandmaster Lin, you are simply amazing, we all admire you!"

…

"Thank you, thank you!" Lin Chen was miserable.

Jiang Li was also shocked. Is this too exaggerated?

It feels like chasing a star.

Lin Chen said a few casual words, then asked the two of them to sneak away together.

"Are all the girls in your school so enthusiastic?"

Jiang Xuan said: "I don't think I'm like this usually. I'm so excited today probably because I met you, a grandmaster."

At this time, an authoritative reminder sounded.

Jiang Xuan quickly picked up his phone and took a look.

"Ah! I almost forgot, I have to attend an exchange meeting today!"

"If the squad leader hadn't informed the group, I would have forgotten it." Jiang Xuan said.

Lin Chen asked: "Exchange meeting? What exchange meeting?"

"That's right. The school invited Liu Jun, an oil painting master, to work with the dean to pass on experience to students."

"So that's it." Lin Chen nodded, "Then can we go and have a look?"

Jiang Xuan said immediately: "Of course!"

"You are a great master of Chinese painting! If you can go, the dean will be very happy!"

…

Large classroom.

Lin Chen, Jiang Li, and Jiang Xuan sneaked in through the back door.

The exchange meeting has been going on for a while.

Now, on the stage is Dean Fang Mingli.

"Okay, that's my point."

"Chinese traditional Chinese painting has a history of thousands of years, and the mysteries contained in it are endless. I hope everyone can learn more about traditional Chinese painting through today's exchange meeting."

After saying that, Fang Mingli bowed slightly to Wei Wei.

"Next, let's invite the master of oil painting and the vice president of the Huaxia National Art Association - Liu Jun!"

Wow!

There was a round of warm applause from below.

Then, a middle-aged man wearing an expensive suit came on stage.

"Hello, classmates, I am Liu Jun."

There was another burst of warm applause.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Jun said: "Are there students from the Oil Painting Department and the Traditional Chinese Painting Department here? Now please raise your hands from the Chinese Painting Department students."

Some students raised their hands one after another, and Jiang Xuan also raised his hands.

Liu Jun waved his hand gently, signaling them to put it down.

"Actually, I don't understand why some people would choose the Chinese painting department."

The students below looked at each other.

What does this mean?

Even Fang Mingli frowned.

Why does he feel something is wrong?

Liu Jun continued: "Those of you who choose Chinese paintings, do you really know the meaning of painting? Otherwise, why don't you choose oil paintings and choose something like graffiti like Chinese paintings?"

Wow!

The people and students below were excited.

The students in the Chinese painting department were even more angry.

Some people clenched their fists so tightly that their knuckles turned slightly white.

How dare you say that their Chinese paintings are graffiti?

People in the oil painting department also don’t look good.

Although they are not from the Chinese painting department, they are also Chinese!

"Painting is about showing the reality of things, and oil painting and gouache can do this."

"As for Chinese painting, with all due respect, Chinese painting is just like a child's graffiti!"

The faith in his heart was slandered. Fang Mingli could no longer sit still and stood up directly: "Vice President Liu, please pay attention to your words!"

But Liu Jun just glanced at him lightly.

"Am I right?"

He is the vice president of the Huaxia Art Association, while Fang Mingli is only the president of the Magic City Calligraphy and Painting Association.

He didn't need to take him seriously at all.

Fang Mingli said coldly: "As a painter, I don't know how you can say such things in front of so many students!"

Liu Jun also sneered: "I don't think there is anything wrong with what I said."

"Oil paintings cannot be compared to Chinese paintings!"

Fang Mingli: "Why can't we compare? Chinese painting is our ancient Chinese art treasure. It has a history of thousands of years. It is the crystallization of wisdom passed down by generations of great artists. How can someone like you judge it?"

Liu Jun: "This is just what you people are saying to deceive yourself and others. A treasure of art and a crystallization of wisdom? Chinese painting is the dregs of our culture! Instead of abandoning it, you are still proud of it. It is simply sad!"

"You can go and look abroad. How many people know about Chinese painting? Which schools offer a major in Chinese painting?"

"Traditional Chinese painting is only a treasure to pedantic people like you!"

The face of the student below turned red with anger.

You don’t have to love it, but please don’t slander it!

Chinese painting is their hobby and belief!

Some girls were so angry that their eyes turned red.

Why do people say that about the things they like?

Just then, a voice came from the back seat: "What a foreign-loving dog, today is really an eye-opener!"

This sentence attracted everyone's attention.

Fang Mingli was shocked.

Master Lin?

Why is he here?

Jiang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then he echoed: "Yes, stepping on the art of your own country to lick the soles of foreign feet, a typical traitor. I really don't know how such a person can become a painter."

Jiang Li also said coldly: "Typical unworthy of the position, not feeling ashamed but proud of it? Brainless!"

Everyone was surprised.

Then, there was a burst of cheers.

"Well said! It's absolutely right!"

"What a shitty painter! He's just a running dog of foreigners!"

"The words are rough but the truth is true. He is a traitor. If you like foreign countries so much, why don't you immigrate?"

"Yes, staying in our China is simply a waste of social resources!"

...

Liu Jun's face turned red.

"Who said that just now?!"

It was the first time for him to be treated like this!

It was simply too abominable!

Lin Chen sneered and said lazily: "I said, what's wrong?"

"Are you still hungry? But I can't poop now, you can go to the toilet outside."

"You!" Liu Jun was about to explode.

He looked at Fang Mingli on the side angrily: "Dean Fang! Is this a student of your college? He speaks dirty words, do you still have any quality?"

Hearing this, Fang Mingli looked at Lin Chen deeply.

"This guy is not a student of the Academy of Fine Arts."

"But I think he is right!"

"To treat people like you who worship foreign things and trample on the art of your own country, there is no need for quality at all!"

After Fang Mingli finished speaking, there was another round of applause from the audience.