Lin Xue followed Ye Ning and sat beside him. She was stared at by so many people, so she didn't panic.

The Lin family is not an ordinary family, and this kind of situation can be said to be common for Lin Xue.

"Are these two?" asked the only man in his fifties.

Tan Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "They are the distinguished guests I invited. This Mr. Ye is far beyond our level in the field of painting."

Hearing Tan Qingshan's words, the man in his fifties disagreed.

"Old Tan, it's not that I don't believe you. Mr. Ye is so young. I don't believe you if you say that he surpasses us in the field of painting." The man said.

"Brother Zheng, you are so confused this time. Mr. Ye's level is really far above us. I will come up with evidence later." Tan Qingshan was not angry either.

If he hadn't known Ye Ning's true identity, he wouldn't have believed it like the other party.

Zheng Le, vice chairman of the Yangcheng Calligraphy and Painting Association, is also quite fond of the Yang City government.

His painting skills are consistent with Tan Qingshan.

Ye Ning didn't speak, but just smiled faintly, which made everyone look at him with admiration.

Just because of this calmness, they didn't have it at this age.

Zheng Le glanced at Ye Ning, disagreed.

In his opinion, the other party may be a junior of Tan Qingshan.

Tan Qingshan brought Ye Ning here this time just to make Ye Ning feel familiar and leave a good impression in front of them, the old guys.

But what Tan Qingshan said was a bit outrageous, which made everyone feel a little disgusted.

Tan Qingshan didn't know what they were thinking. He just smiled faintly and said, "Everyone, this time I asked everyone to come because I got a painting by Master Yinlong, and I want to ask everyone to come and watch it."

Zheng Le's eyes lit up immediately, and he said in surprise: "Which painting is Master Yinlong? When did Mr. Tan be so rich that he can even afford Master Yinlong's painting?"

"A painting you have never seen before." Tan Qingshan said proudly.

"You old guy, just keep it in silence, and why don't you take it out quickly?" Zheng Le said with a smile.

The same was true for the others, signaling Tan Qingshan to take it out quickly.

Tan Qingshan didn't say much, and took out the painting that Ye Ning painted for him.

Zheng Le couldn't wait to open the painting.

When everyone saw the content of the painting, they were shocked.

"The picture is Mr. Tan on it? Have you seen Master Yinlong?" Zheng Le asked excitedly.

His eyes were almost red, and a painting by Master Yinlong was all based on billions.

However, the significance of those paintings to a person is definitely not as great as Master Yinlong’s personal drawing of a portrait.

If Master Yinlong was willing to draw a portrait for him, Zheng Le was even willing to exchange for more than half of his collection over the years.

The same was true for the other people, and their eyes were red when they looked at this portrait.

"See you." Tan Qingshan glanced at Ye Ning and said with a smile.

"Is Master Yinlong a fairy-like and extraordinary, like a banished immortal? It is completely different from the people in the world like us." Zheng Le said with admiration.

Another old man said: "I think Master Yinlong is mostly the reincarnation of the painting saint Wu Daozi."

"Yes, who in this world can compare with Master Yinlong, he must be a god."

A group of people exclaimed.

They appreciate this painting by Tan Qingshan, and some old man even asked, "Old Tan, how about you selling this painting to me? I paid 300 million yuan. Although I feel a little uncomfortable when I stared at your portrait every day, it is the work of Master Yinlong after all, and I don't dislike you."

"Get out, don't say 200 million, I won't sell even if you give me 10 billion." Tan Qingshan said angrily.

This is his treasure and will never be sold.

"Oh, what a pity, I want a painting by Master Hidden Dragon in this life, but I didn't expect that I never had the chance to get it." The old man sighed.

Seeing his disappointed look, Lin Xue couldn't help but say, "Old sir, you really want to draw, so you can ask Ye Ning to draw one for you."

Hearing Lin Xue's words, the old man smiled and said, "Little girl, you misunderstood. What I want is Master Yinlong's paintings, not others' paintings. Thank you for your kindness."

It is obvious that the old man didn't like Ye Ning's paintings at all.

Seeing the other party refuse, Lin Xue was a little angry, knowing that these people did not like Ye Ning.

She was a little unhappy, so she stopped talking.

Tan Qingshan couldn't help laughing. He glanced at Ye Ning and said, "Old Wu, I hope you don't slap yourself in a while."

"Why should I slap myself?" Old Wu asked strangely.

Zheng Le even smiled and said, "Old Tan, you are a little strange today. Why do you always say something that makes people confused? What do you want to regret when Mr. Wu?"

Tan Qingshan smiled slightly. He glanced at Ye Ning, and saw that he had no intention of objection, and said, "Do you know Ye Ning's true identity?"

"What is his identity? Could he be Master Yinlong? Or is he a disciple of Master Yinlong?" Zheng Le said disapprovingly.

He didn't like Ye Ning very much because Mr. Tan praised him too highly.

Zheng Le was a little confused. Mr. Tan should not make such a mistake.

Mr. Tan is definitely a master-level figure in terms of human relationships and worldly styles. This practice today is a bit too unexpected.

Could it be that Mr. Tan is really confused? Everyone has this kind of thought in their hearts.

Tan Qingshan knew what they were thinking, and he smiled faintly and said, "Ye Ning is actually Master Yinlong."

The scene was quiet.

Everyone was shocked. They looked at Tan Qingshan and thought he was joking.

Zheng Le even smiled bitterly and said, "Old Tan, this kind of joke is not good."

Tan Qingshan said dissatisfiedly: "I am an energetic fan of Master Yinlong. Do you think I will joke about Master Yinlong's identity?"

Pointing to the painting on the table, Tan Qingshan said, "And, this painting was painted by Ye Ning himself. Is it the work of Master Yinlong? Can't you see it?"

Those who can be invited by Tan Qingshan to appreciate paintings here have made certain achievements in the field of painting.

With their eyesight, we can naturally see that this is the work of Master Yinlong.

In other words, the young man named Ye Ning is the real Master Hidden Dragon.

"Bang."

Mr. Wu directly gave himself a mouth. What a stupid thing he did just now? He actually refused Master Yinlong to draw a portrait of him.

Thinking of this, Mr. Wu buried his heart alive.

Zheng Le was even more stunned. Master Yinlong was just a young man in his early twenties.

According to this age, the other party was probably not ten years old when he drew the crane picture.

What a terrifying painting talent, the Jiuzhou calligraphy and painting world is about to be a monster.
Chapter completed!