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The one who spoke was a young man named Lei Bin, who was Chen Xuan's disciple.

Chen Xuan nodded, "Yes, my painting has been experiencing a bottleneck recently, I've consulted with many masters, but I can't break through this bottleneck, just saw this painting, I suddenly feel a lot of inspiration, but it's still close, if I'm fortunate enough to be enlightened by this master maybe I can break through this bottleneck."

Lei Bin smiled, "If that really congratulates the teacher, you are now at the master level, if you can break through this realm but a master of painting."

A master's painting was in the hundreds of thousands per foot, once you break through the master level, the price of the painting would double to a million.

Hearing Lei Bin's compliment, Chen Xuan smiled faintly, "Just now Brother Teng said that this friend of his will also come today, perhaps the breakthrough will be today."

Lei Bin's eyes suddenly glazed over as he looked towards the door, and with joy on his face, he quickly welcomed him over.

"Wan Rou, I didn't expect you to come to the painting and calligraphy exhibition as well."

Seeing the person in front of her, Lin Wanrou frowned.

In the past, Lin Wan Rou needed to learn painting, having spent some time at the Chinese Academy of Fine Arts, this guy kept pestering her.

I never expected to meet this guy again here today.

Lei Bin was quite happy, but his face sank slightly when he saw that Lin Wanrou was actually holding a man on her arm.

"Who is this?" Lei Bin asked with a frown.

Lin Wanzou introduced, "This is Mr. Ye Chen Ye, my boss."

"Boss? Hmph, even such a dude can read calligraphy now?"

Hearing the other party's provocation, Ye Chen's gaze was slightly cold, but didn't speak for Lin Wanrou's sake.

In the meantime, Lin Wanzou also had a slight willow brow: "Lei Bin please be careful with your words."

Seeing that Lin Wanrou was angry, Lei Bin was busy saying, "Haha, just kidding, never get angry, right, let me introduce you to my master, Master Chen Xuan, the famous painter of the Devil Capital, Wanrou, haven't you always liked Chinese painting? You can join me in worshipping Chen Xuan as my master."

Chen Xuan also brightened up when he saw Lin Wanrou, it would be nice to accept such a beautiful female apprentice.

Lin Wanrou just smiled contemptuously, "No, I already have a master?"

Hearing Lin Wanzou's words, Lei Bin was stunned, "You have a master, I wonder which master is your master?"

Lin Wanzou looked at Ye Chen with a happy face, "My master is him."

"What?" Lei Bin was first stunned, then he couldn't help but laugh out loud when he looked at Ye Chenton.

"Wanrou what are you joking about, he's your teacher, I think it's more like you being his teacher."

At the side, Chen Xuan was also a bit dissatisfied, "Hmph, the young people nowadays, they only know a little bit of skin, but they also dare to call themselves teachers, it's ridiculous."

Ye Chen was suddenly upset.

I've given you face right, you two are here in this poor bleep.

"I'm not worthy of being a teacher, you are?"

Saying that, Ye Chen looked at a painting of Chen Xuan that was on display beside him and sneered, "I really admire your courage for coming out to embarrass yourself with this kind of trash painting."

"You... what did you say?" Chen Xuan's furious beard trembled.

Lei Bin on the side was also gnashing his teeth in anger, "What are you, daring to say that my master's painting is trash?"

Ye Chen smiled faintly, "This is your painting right, the painting is rough, it's simply the trash of trash, what kind of master is there to have a disciple."

Chen Xuan and Lei Bin's disciples were about to vomit blood after hearing Ye Chen's critique.

These two paintings, both of which were their proudest works, were surprisingly trash in Ye Chen's eyes.

Lin Wanrou was worried about a conflict between the two sides and pulled Ye Chen away.

Chen Xuan and Lei Bin gnashed their teeth in anger as they looked at Ye Chen's back.

"Kid, just wait, I won't let you go when the calligraphy and painting conference starts later." Chen Xuan's eyes flickered with ice coldness.

Lin Wanrou was worried, "Duke, Lei Bin is a person who will never let go of you, so you should be careful."

Ye Chen smiled faintly, "With him, is he worthy of being my enemy?"

"Haha, that's right ah my gongzi is the best."

Ye Chen smiled, "Alright, don't want those unhappy ones, let's enjoy the word painting."

The two people looked around the clubhouse and were a little disappointed.

Ye Chen had activated his Master Painting and Master Calligrapher skills, so the calligraphy and paintings in the exhibition hall were simply as ugly as a primary school student's writing in front of Ye Chen.

Even Ye Chen felt that his own writing was much better than these so-called masters.

Ye Chen didn't see Su Wan Yi even after turning around, so he gave her a call.

"Wan Yi, why haven't you arrived yet?"

Su Wan Yi said, "My dad is chatting with some uncles at the door, we'll go in later."

Ye Chen smiled, "Then let's meet later."

At this time, Brother Teng arrived at the podium with the painting.

Brother Teng was the sponsor of this conference and he was also a top ranking big shot in the business world, so when he saw Brother Teng, the big shot of the painting association even welcomed him with a smile.

"Mr. Ma, what good things have you brought us this time?" Qiu Bai, the president of the painting association, smiled.

Brother Teng smiled, "This time, I bring you a contemporary masterpiece."

Seeing Brother Teng's look, everyone was stunned.

"A contemporary master's work? The masters of painting are here, aren't they? Is anyone stronger than Master Qiu?"

Teng smiled faintly, "I can't say about that, but you'll know if you take a look."

Saying that, Brother Teng unfolded the painting.

The crowd was all stunned when they saw this painting of Ye Chen.

The strokes and ink were fine and elegant, the colors were bright and clear, the body was graceful, and the strokes were simple and meaningful.

A vice-president of the Painting Association suddenly changed his face when he saw this painting.

"Brother Teng, is this a painting of Tang Bohu?"

Autumn White shook her head, "Don't you see? It's a ship painted in this painting, and the ink is still damp, so it obviously wasn't drawn very long, so it should have been done in the last few days."

Hearing Qiu Bai's words, the vice-chairman's old face turned red.

Mainly this style is too much like Tang Bohu, I didn't even notice the contents of the painting."

Qiu Bai looked at the painting carefully, the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became.

"Everyone, this painting gives me even more of a feeling than Tang Bohu's painting, the person who painted this painting is far above me in terms of brushwork and painting attainments."

Hearing Qiu Bai's words, the crowd was stunned.

Heavens, who was Qiu Bai?

It was the number one ranked contemporary painter.

Even he said that he was inferior to the other party, had this guy's painting attainments already reached half-saint?

Qiu Bai even asked, "Mr. Ma, which master's work is this inkblot?"

"It was painted by a friend of mine, he personally painted it for me when I was visiting his house that day, I've already sent him an invitation, and it should be at the venue right now."

As soon as Qiu Bai heard that the author of the painting was at the venue, he immediately became excited.