They appreciated Tan Qingshan's painting, and one old man even asked: "Old Tan, how about selling this painting to me? I'll pay 300 million. Although it's a bit uncomfortable to stare at your portrait every day, after all, it's

I don’t dislike you for Master Yinlong’s works.”

"Go away, don't say 200 million, I won't sell it even if you give me 1 billion." Tan Qingshan said angrily.

This is his treasure and will never be sold.

"Oh, it's a pity. I've always wanted a painting by Master Yinlong in my generation, but I never thought I'd have the chance to get it." The old man sighed.

Lin Xue saw the disappointed look on his face and couldn't help but said: "Old sir, if you really want to draw, 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 painting, not other people's paintings. Thank you for your kindness."

It was obvious that the old man did not like Ye Ning's paintings at all.

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

She was also a little unhappy and simply stopped talking.

Tan Qingshan couldn't help laughing. He glanced at Ye Ning and said, "Old Wu, I hope you won't slap yourself in the mouth later."

"Why should I slap myself?" Lao Wu asked a little strangely.

Zheng Le even smiled and said: "Mr. Tan, you are a little strange today. Why do you always say things that people don't understand? What does Mr. Wu have to regret?"

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

"What is his identity? Isn't he still Master Yinlong? Or is he a disciple of Master Yinlong?" Zheng Le said with some disapproval.

He doesn't like Ye Ning very much because Mr. Tan praises him too highly.

Zheng Le had some doubts in his heart, Mr. Tan should not make such a mistake.

Mr. Tan is definitely a master-level figure in terms of human relations and sophistication. Today's approach is a bit too unexpected.

Could it be that Mr. Tan is really confused? Everyone has this idea in their mind.

Tan Qingshan knew what they were thinking. He smiled lightly 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, "Mr. Tan, you can't make such a joke."

Tan Qingshan said dissatisfied: "I am a big fan of Master Yinlong, do you think I would make fun of Master Yinlong's identity?"

Pointing to the painting on the table, Tan Qingshan said: "Moreover, this painting was painted by Ye Ning himself. Can't you all tell whether it is the work of Master Yinlong?"

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

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

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

"Snapped."

Mr. Wu gave himself a slap in the face. What a stupid thing he did just now? He actually refused Master Yinlong to paint a portrait of him.

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

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

Based on this age, the other person was probably not even ten years old when he drew the picture of the crane.

What a terrifying painting talent this is. A monster is about to appear in the Kyushu calligraphy and painting world.


Chapter completed!