Chapter 539: The Arrogant Master Wu!
The crowd made way as Wu Wenshan and the rest appeared!
The president of the Calligraphy Association!
The president of the Arts Association!
The founder of modern art!
A famous contemporary painter!
Everyone stared blankly at the group the old man in blue brought.
Everyone was shocked!
It was because these people were the masters of the art world. Their names were known in the entire Jinling, even the entire country! Any one of them could shake the entire art world with a stomp alone.
All of them were here!
The most shocking thing was the old man leading the group!
The man was the No.1 painter in Jinling, Master Wu Wenshan, who was known as the Art Saint. His name spread all over the world, and his works attracted countless wealthy businessmen. His works were treated like treasures!
However, he appeared at an insignificant competition now.
“Brother Ye!”
Li Yongmin stopped Ye Chen immediately and said anxiously, “Listen to me. Apologize to Master Wu later. We’ll let this go today. Don’t be impulsive!”
“That’s right, Mr. Ye. We don’t want this award anymore. Mengmeng is still young. There will be many more opportunities for her in the future!” Cang Shuxue bit her lips and tried to persuade him.
The big shots presented today were simply too shocking!
“Daddy…”
Mengmeng, who was in Ye Chen’s embrace squirmed uneasily when she saw so many people.
“It’s okay, daddy’s here!”
Ye Chen patted the little girl’s hand. Subsequently, he lifted his head and took a good look at Wu Wenshan. He squinted, “Art Saint Wu Wenshan, is it?”
“Master Wu!”
The director of Jinling Gallery Xu Anhua quickly covered his swollen mouth and walked up to them. He was very respectful and did not dare to show any disrespect.
Wu Wenshan frowned slightly, “What’s wrong with your mouth?”
“This brat did it!”
Xu Anhua glared at Ye Chen with hatred. Since when had he, the director of Jinling Gallery, suffered such humiliation?
At the same time, Zhao Yuanliang looked like he had seen his savior, “Uncle Wu, you have to help me!”
“You bastard!”
An old man with white hair walked out from behind Wu Wenshan. He looked at Ye Chen in a dignified manner, “This is the Jinling Gallery, not some street or alley. How can you behave so atrociously?”
“That’s right, young man. Let Young Master Zhao go now, or you’ll have to bear the consequences!” Another person stood out and criticized Ye Chen.
However, Ye Chen remained still.
Wu Wenshan sighed softly and said, “Young man, I’m Wu Wenshan. Can you let Yuanliang go on my account? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure nothing happens to you!”
He did not expect that a competition that was just a formality would end up like this. Realizing that things were getting worse, he had no choice but to stop them.
Li Yongmin kept winking at Ye Chen hearing what he said
Meanwhile, Cang Shuxue secretly pulled the corner of Ye Chen’s shirt. The two of them were signalling Ye Chen to take the mercy that was given to him.
“Let him go?”
Ye Chen said noncommittally, “This person is extremely ill-mannered. Since his family can’t teach him well, I don’t mind teaching him!”
Everyone was furious hearing that.
Li Yongmin and Cang Shuxue could only force a smile.
Wu Wenshan’s expression turned grim slowly, “Young man, please stop embarrassing yourself. I’ll say this one last time. Release Yuanliang!”
“I only want an explanation!”
Ye Chen sat down while carrying his daughter!
Wu Wenshan flung his sleeves and could not help but sneer, “You asked the few of them earlier on what criteria would determine the victor. I’ll answer you now!
I was the one who set the standard. I am the No.1 painter in Jinling, and whoever I say is the winner, will be the winner!”
As he said that, he looked at Ye Chen in all seriousness. There was no room for doubt in his eyes, “What are you going to do about that?”
“That’s right. Master Wu is the best painter in Jinling and is known as the Art Saint. He has the right to judge anyone!”
His words attracted the approval of countless people!
And there was no way to refute that!
That was how the world worked. The powerful ones would say whatever they wanted. Even if they farted, nobody would complain that it was stinky. The weak would not have the chance to argue.
“The best painter in Jinling? Art Saint?”
Ye Chen chuckled softly as if he was disdainful, “You’re just looking the world in a well, your perspective is so limited. Do you think you’re worthy of criticizing me? Do you think you’re worthy of being called a saint?”
Everyone stared at him in disbelief hearing what he said. Shock filled their faces, and they thought they heard him wrong.
How dare he belittle Master Wu?
When Zhao Yuanliang heard this, he could not help but laugh as if he had heard something funny.
Wu Wenshan’s standard of art was publicly acknowledged in the country and even the entire world. However, someone said that he was a frog in a well. How daring!
“How dare you?! Who do you think you are to belittle Master Wu?”
“That’s right, this brat is here to stir up trouble!”
“Chase him out!”
A series of curses followed the silence. If looks could kill, Ye Chen would have died countless times by now.
Wu Wenshan raised his hand, signalling for everyone to be quiet. He then snickered in anger and said, “Young man, I guess you’re well-versed in art too? Do you dare to compete with me?”
After saying that, he paused for a moment and said with a plastic smile, “As long as you have 30% of my standard, I’ll give your daughter the first prize for today’s competition. How’s that?”
Everyone laughed as well, “This brat will compete with Master Wu? Are you kidding me? He won’t be able to catch up to Master Wu even if he paints for a hundred years!”
“You’re not worthy of competing with me!”
Ye Chen shook his head lightly. There was a hint of mockery at the corner of his lips, “With your standard, my daughter can defeat you on her own!”
“You bastard!”
Wu Wenshan could not help but swear.
Ye Chen was asking him, the Art Saint of the era to compete with a little girl?!
That was just too much.
At that moment, there was a commotion out there as if someone was arguing. Before anyone could react, a woman quickly walked in.
The woman looked at Wu Wenshan and stammered, “M-Master Wu, bad news, bad news! There’s a group of foreigners outside. They said that your painting skills are not as good as his, and he even challenged you to a competition!”
“What?”
Wu Wenshan’s expression turned grim.
Another person who said that his standard was terrible had appeared!
“Let them in!”
The president of the Art Association sneered, “I’d love to see who dares to look down on Master Wu!”
The woman walked out.
Not long after, she led three men and two women in. The five of them were all dressed in kimono. It seemed like they were from Japan.
The leader was a young man approximately 15 or 16. He had a pretty face that was rather pale, but there was unconcealed pride between his brows.
When they saw the young man’s face, the expressions of the experts behind Wu Wenshan changed. It was as if they had seen a powerful opponent.
“What? It’s him!”