At this time, Zeng Lei was like a mad dog being forced to do so. He bit Yan Zhengsong hard no matter how many times he was.

Everyone around him was stunned and amazed.

We went out together to Dabaojian, and even found ten princesses in one go, and the one million bribed the judges just to help my daughter get the special prize.

These one by one, simply refreshed everyone's views, making people sigh, your circle is so chaotic!

Zhai Baishi and the others were also completely furious, looking at Yan Zhengsong and shouting coldly: "How about it, what else do you have to say now!"

At this point, Yan Zhengsong knew that he could no longer fool him, so he quickly said with a bitter look on his face: "Old Zhai, please calm down, I... I am also eager to love my daughter, so I will come up with this bad plan!"

"I am eager to love my daughter?" Zhai Baishi was furious, "If you love my daughter, can you use this despicable means to ruin others' artistic career?!"

"You are a trash like you, a father and a role model!"

"I will now announce as the president of the Dragon Kingdom Art Association that from today on, you two will be expelled from the Dragon Kingdom Art Association!"

"Your daughter's New Star Cup special prize will also be recovered. The New Star Cup special prize will be re-evaluated by us and re-declared!"

Upon hearing this news, Yan Zhengsong and Zeng Lei immediately looked desperate and felt like they were lost.

Being expelled from the Dragon Kingdom Art Association is equivalent to announcing that they have been completely banned by the Dragon Kingdom Art Community.

From now on, there will be no place for them in the art world of Dragon Kingdom!

There were cheering voices in the crowd around.

Just based on what Yan Zhengsong and Zeng Lei did today, the ban was entirely due to his own fault, and he was not willing to die!

Yan Yueke was unhappy at this moment and roared: "Why! The special prize in the New Star Cup is mine, why should I take it back!"

Zhang Lingzhi snorted lightly, pointed at Yan Yueke and cursed, "You little girl really don't want any face! How did you get this special prize? Don't you think you have any idea!"

"I actually have the face to ask why? Why do you think? Just have a good father who is a princess in one breath!"

When everyone heard this, they almost burst into laughter.

This old lady Lingzhi is so old that she speaks quite funny.

Yan Yueke was still dissatisfied and said with confidence: "What if my father made a mistake? What does it have to do with me when he made his mistake?"

"Don't think I don't know what you want to have. Isn't it just that I want to take back my New Star Cup special prize and give it to you, a good apprentice?"

"Just like your unclean hands and feet, you dare to say that my dad is garbage. I think you can't be clean!"

If it were an ordinary person, in this situation, he would have been too shameless to stay here long ago.

But Yan Yue is different. She was spoiled by her father Yan Zhengsong since she was a child. She had long developed an arrogant and domineering young lady temper. She felt that everyone owed her what she had and always felt that she was awesome.

Even old seniors like Zhai Baishi and Zhang Lingzhi were not taken seriously, so it was not surprising that they could say such words at the moment.

Zhang Lingzhi was also very angry at Yan Yueke's stern attitude.

"I'm so angry! Where are my shoes? Look, I don't need my 40s shoes, I'll suck your 38s mouth!!"

Zhang Lingzhi was furious. She was nearly 90 years old and was carrying a torn shoe, but she jumped three feet high, and she was about to rush towards Yan Yueke's face.

The dignified and famous old artist took off on the spot by Yan Yueke, and there was no one else!

Fortunately, Liu Tieshan and Zhao Baofeng stopped Zhang Lingzhi in time, so that the farce did not happen.

However, Yan Yueke, who escaped the disaster, not only did not restrain himself, but became even more proud. He also looked at Zhang Lingzhi with a sarcastic smile.

In Yan Yueke's opinion, this New Star Cup special prize is completely her favorite. Even if the Heavenly King comes, I don't want to snatch it from her!

At this time, Chen Dong stood up with a smile and looked at Yan Yueke with a smile, "You woman, you really have no desire to die if you don't see the Yellow River! Since you still dare to covet the special prize in this New Star Cup, you can't blame anyone else!"

Yan Yueke sneered, "Who are you scaring me? What do you want to do to me? Can you eat me if you can still eat me!"

Chen Dong chuckled, "Don't get me wrong, I like to be clean and never eat shit!"

"Hahahaha..." Chen Dong said this, causing laughter on the scene.

Even Zhang Lingzhi, who was originally angry, couldn't stop smiling, and her dentures were almost falling out.

interesting!

This young man is really interesting!

Yan Yueke was so angry that he said, "Who are you scolding me for being shit? If you have the will, tell me something!"

Chen Dong looked calm and sneered: "Are I wrong? I obviously have no ability at all, so I still have to participate in any competition."

"If your father asked him to write for you, he would also have to run a relationship for you and open the back door, but his skills were still not as good as others."

"You said, you are not shit, who is?"

Everyone around immediately heard important information from Chen Dong's words.

Ghost-in-Order?

In other words, Yan Yueke's "Jade Back" was not painted by Yan Yueke, but by her father Yan Zhengsong?

This...this is too shameless!

When Chen Dong was poked at the weak point, Yan Yueke's momentum suddenly weakened and he said with a tough bullet: "You... don't bite people here! I said my painting was written by my father. Do you have any evidence?"

"I dare to speak nonsense without evidence. I will sue you for slandering it!"

Everyone was also a little worried.

It is generally difficult to have evidence for ghostwriting. I am afraid that this young man can't beat Yan Yueke.

Chen Dong smiled and said with a relaxed look: "Don't you just want evidence? I'll give you evidence!"

As he said that, Chen Dong cast the "Jade Back" and Yan Zhengsong's previous works onto the large screen at the same time.

"These two works are your father's previous work "Going out of the Bath", and the other is your "Jade Back".

"Look at this place, here, and here!"

While speaking, Chen Dong marked more than a dozen positions on the two paintings in one breath.

Then he said: "These positions, whether they are brushstrokes, sensation, light and darkness, and chromaticity, are almost exactly the same!"

"I want to say that it was not drawn by the same person, will anyone believe it?"

When everyone saw the location marked by Chen Dong, they also exclaimed.

These audiences have some basic painting skills.

Just like these positions in front of you, it is obvious that they all have great similarities, obviously they are from the hands of the same person.

So, the situation is already very obvious.

This painting "Jade Back" was indeed written by Yan Zhengsong!

Zhang Lingzhi was completely proud now, "Stupid girl, aren't you very capable? Can you try it if you can?"

Everyone thought that Yan Yueke had nothing to say when he was in front of him.

But unexpectedly, they still underestimated Yan Yueke's shamelessness.

Yan Yueke said with confidence: "So what if the brushstrokes are the same, so what if the volume is consistent?"

"My painting ability was taught by my dad. Is it strange that our styles are consistent?"

"You are just a local bun who knows nothing. You are making a fuss here. You really don't know how to pretend to understand!"

Everyone was speechless. Yan Yueke's thick-skinned face was beyond their imagination.

Chen Dong was not anxious or slow, nodded and smiled, "You said it well, but I really don't understand. Why don't you teach me how you painted this "Jade Back"?"

As he said that, Chen Dong took out a pencil from his pocket and handed it to Yan Yueke.

Yan Yueke looked at the pen and then at Chen Dong, looking confused.

How come there are so many people who like to pretend to be pens these days...
Chapter completed!