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Chapter 108 Painting Competition

"Fart! The teacher is one of the top painters in the south of the Yangtze River. Is he qualified to guide Qin Mengshi's painting techniques?"

Zhang Ailian retorted unusually arrogantly.

She even no longer calls Qin Mengshi senior sister, but calls him by his first name.

She had been unhappy with Qin Mengshi for a long time.

Now that she has been expelled from the division, she no longer needs to pretend to be senior sister.

"I have said that a person's character is like a painting. Once a person's character is not upright, then the works he draws will naturally be inferior. What qualifications does he have to be a mentor of dream poetry?" Ye Tian said lightly.

"Absurd, absolutely ridiculous!"

Xu Gaoge was arrogant and mocked Ye Tian: "Everyone present knows that the teacher has received many honors and titles, and his accomplishments in the art world are unknown. If such a person is not qualified, then

Who else dares to say that he is qualified?"

As soon as these words came out, they were instantly recognized by many people.

It can only be said that Ye Tian's previous remarks were too stupid.

Hai Mingguan's position in the Jiangnan calligraphy and painting circle is as important as that of a literary figure. How can he criticize at will?

"Forget it Ye Tian."

Qin Mengshi pulled Ye Tian's sleeve. She didn't want this matter to get worse.

"Mengshi, letting this kind of person serve as your mentor will only limit your potential and strangle your talent in the cradle."

Ye Tian's words shocked everyone, and they all wondered if there was something wrong with Ye Tian's mind.

With the guidance of a famous teacher like Hai Mingguan, would Qin Mengshi's talent be stifled?

"It's so stupid. I don't think you know how stupid your words are!"

"Don't talk nonsense if you have no idea, otherwise it will only make people laugh."

"Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of insulting Master Hai?"

Many people criticized Ye Tian verbally and scolded him to apologize quickly!

Zhang Ailian sneered at Lianlian and said: "You keep saying that the teacher is not qualified to teach Qin Mengshi, but you are going to say that someone is more qualified than the teacher to teach Qin Mengshi?"

Zhang Ailian thought that Ye Tian was not a member of the calligraphy and painting circle, and probably did not know a few well-known painters, so she deliberately said this, intending to embarrass him severely.

But Ye Tian's next answer made everyone present look stiff.

"Is Field Master qualified enough?"

Zhang Ailian's expression can be as ugly as possible.

Master Tian Tian's attainments and status in the Chinese art world are not known to be much higher than those of Hai Mingguan. It is not an exaggeration to even say that he is the number one painter in China in the past hundred years.

"Hmph! I am indeed not as good as Master Tian, ​​but who can guarantee that Master Tian will definitely accept her as his disciple?" Hai Mingguan said disdainfully.

Master Tianye has always been mysterious, and he has always been like a dragon that sees the beginning but never the end.

People like this don't even ask him to be their disciples, even if they don't even know where he is now!

"I can guarantee it!"

Ye Tian said decisively.

Originally, everyone wanted to laugh at him, but suddenly they all thought of Ye Tian's previous claim that he knew Master Tian and was a close friend with him.

The smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared in an instant.

"Mengshi, if you are willing, I can recommend you to Master Tianye and let him accept you as his disciple!"

Wow!

Everyone was like ants on a hot pot, boiling immediately.

They looked at Qin Mengshi with eyes full of envy and jealousy, because this was an opportunity to become a disciple of Master Tian Ye!

The wishes that many young calligraphers and painters could never fulfill in their lifetimes have now happened to Qin Mengshi.

Why don't they envy this?

Zhang Ailian's expression was even more ferocious, with a face full of sourness.

If Qin Mengshi were really allowed to join Master Tianye, she would probably never be able to catch up with him in her lifetime.

"Ye Tian, ​​are you telling the truth?"

Qin Meng's poetry feels like a dream.

"Of course, after all, with your talent, staying in this kind of person will only be wasted."

Ye Tian's accusations against Sang and Huai instantly made Hai Mingguan unable to sit still.

His eyes seemed to have flames spurting out, and he looked furious and yelled at Ye Tian: "Boy, I have tolerated you for a long time. You are just a gangster who got to know Master Tianye by chance. Why are you qualified to humiliate me?

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"It doesn't matter if it's Master Tian. I consider myself inferior to him, but who do you think you are? Are you worthy of telling me what to do here?"

Faced with his display of power, Ye Tian didn't care at all.

"In my opinion, your paintings are like a three-year-old child showing off his pen and ink. Why can't I criticize it?"

During the previous art exhibition, Qin Mengshi took Ye Tian to exhibit many works.

Among them are paintings by Hai Mingguan.

At that time, Qin Mengshi introduced Ye Tian with admiration that this was her teacher's work. She also kept boasting about how wonderful her teacher's paintings were, which made Ye Tian look forward to it for a while.

But after seeing it with his own eyes, Ye Tian felt very disappointed in his heart.

It's not that Hai Mingguan's paintings are not good, but that overall they look very mediocre, and his works all have one thing in common, that is, he likes to show off his skills.

This makes Hai Mingguan's paintings look exaggerated and noisy, without any originality.

"My painting skills are like those of a three-year-old child?"

Hai Mingguan smiled, very arrogantly and contemptuously.

It's not just him.

Almost everyone present laughed.

What is wrong with Ye Tian’s criticism? Why should he criticize Hai Mingguan’s painting skills?

You know, Hai Mingguan's paintings may not be very good in terms of artistic conception and conception, but in terms of composition and painting skills, they are definitely first-rate.

Looking at the whole of China, there may not be many people who can surpass Hai Mingguan in terms of painting skills.

"Ignorant young man, you keep saying that my painting skills are not good, then do you dare to compete with me on the spot?"

Hai Mingguan issued a challenge to Ye Tian on the spot: "Whoever loses will not only kneel on the ground and apologize, but also call him grandpa when he sees him in the future!"

hiss!

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

Is Haiming Pass so big?

It's okay to kneel on the ground and apologize. When you see the other person in the future, you have to call him grandpa.

This is a great shame!

However, Ye Tian would definitely not fall for such an obvious trap.

Competing your painting skills with Hai Mingguan, isn't that just looking for death?

"Since you want to call me grandpa so much, then I don't mind accepting you as my great-grandson." Ye Tian sneered.

He actually agreed?

This guy is crazy!

Everyone was shocked.

"Haha! I really don't know when I'm about to die."

"You dare to compete with the teacher on your painting skills, you are just asking for your own death!"

Both Xu Gaoge and Zhang Ailian couldn't help laughing wildly.

They didn't expect that Ye Tian actually agreed to such an impossible bet.

Even Master Meng shook his head.

He felt that Ye Tian was too arrogant.

In the eyes of Master Meng.

As a close friend of Master Tian, ​​Ye Tian may have received some pointers more or less, but this alone cannot defeat Haiming Pass.

It can only be said that he has to pay the price for his arrogance today.

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