Huang Yongqiang only announced to the outside world that he wanted to accept apprentices, but the information about the apprentices had not yet been announced, and Han Dong did not have time to tell Mu Wanqiu, and now Mu Wanqiu still knew nothing.

"I'm the protagonist, if I don't come, you're not busy in vain. ”

"you, I'm busy, don't mess with it. ”

Mu Wanqiu threw a wink at Han Dong, now that Mu Wanqiu is out of the control of that big man, it doesn't matter if the relationship with Han Dong is public.

"Late Autumn, who is this kid? Are you familiar with him?"

Just as Han Dong was about to explain to Mu Wanqiu, a voice with a hint of gunpowder came from the side.

Han Dong turned his head and saw a young man about thirty years old in a suit, long hair, and feminine appearance, his hands trembling, and his eyes looked at Han Dong with great displeasure.

If the eyes could kill, this man's eyes could have killed Han Dong dozens of times.

There are more than a dozen people behind the feminine man, as if the stars are holding the moon, obviously the identity will not be too simple.

"Yang Tian, does it have anything to do with you who he is?"

Mu Wanqiu protected Han Dong behind her, looking at Han Dong's eyes with extreme vigilance and disgust.

"Yang Tian?"

When he heard this name, Han Dong was stunned for a moment.

"You are the ghost painter Yang Tian who is very strong in the domestic limelight?"

Han Dong checked a lot of news in the domestic painting and calligraphy industry during this time.

Yang Tian's reputation is very strong, ranking among the top ten young painters in China, and is known as the hope of the Chinese calligraphy and painting circle.

Now the Chinese Calligraphers and Painters Association has cultivated him as a seed player to participate in global art competitions.

"Heh, you've heard my name too?"

Hearing Han Dong shout out his title of "ghost painting wizard", Yang Tian's expression became more and more proud.

"Since you know my name, then you should know the gap between you and me, Late Autumn is the woman I fancie, and you are far from her origin. ”

As soon as Yang Tian's words came out, Mu Wanqiu became angry.

"Yang Tian, do you still want to be shameless? I said it, I'm not interested in you, I'm already Han Dong's girlfriend, I want you to stay away from me. ”

While speaking, Mu Wanqiu also grabbed Han Dong's arm.

Han Dong looked at Yang Tian with a smile, as if looking at a mentally retarded person, and said with a sneer.

"Alas, Luohua is deliberately ruthless, I think you should save it, don't you guy, that woman dares to follow you?"

"You. ”

Yang Tian's complexion was instantly difficult to see.

"Stinky boy, what kind of thing are you, dare to pretend to be garlic in front of me?"

As Yang Tian spoke, there were already two sturdy men in black suits walking towards Han Dong.

Obviously, this is the bodyguard that Yang Tian carries with him.

"What's wrong?"

The movement here is not small, and it instantly attracts everyone's attention.

"Manager Mu actually took the initiative to pull a man's arm?"

"My God, although Mu Wanqiu is the first courtesan in our Nanshan City, she has always been very measured, and I have never seen her so intimate with a man"

"What is their relationship?"

Many celebrities in Nanshan City looked at Mu Wanqiu and Han Dong in great amazement.

Mu Wanqiu's face was red, but she never let go of Han Dong's arm.

There are celebrities who dare to come from other places in China at this moment.

"Yang Tian is a genius in our Chinese painting and calligraphy circles, now the value of a painting has exceeded 500,000, and the annual income is seven or eight million, he is only thirty years old, and his future is unlimited, and he is very likely to become the leading figure of our Chinese artists.

An old man with gray hair said.

"Although that woman is good-looking, her eyesight is too poor, and her eyes are narrow, how can the young man next to her be comparable to Yang Tian?"

"I have already gotten inside information, and the closed disciple that Vice President Huang is going to accept this time is Yang Tian. ”

This old man is a member of the Chinese Artists Federation, and Huang Yongqiang is the vice chairman of the calligraphy and painting industry representative of the Artists Federation.

"What, the Guangmen disciple that the old man of Huangshan is going to accept this time is Yang Tian?"

For a while, celebrities from all over the country who dared to come all over the country showed extremely envious looks towards Yang Tian.

The cameras of various media are also shooting at Yang Tian non-stop.

Yang Tian put his hands in his pockets, looking proud.

He enjoyed the feeling of being admired and adored.

He squinted and looked at Han Dong with disdain.

"Boy, I don't care if you are a small nouveau riche or a low-level rich second generation, I hope you find your own position and know how many pounds and taels you have. ”

"Do you know what art is? Art is priceless, I can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars by painting a random painting now, and after I become Vice President Huang's closed disciple, my worth will continue to skyrocket, and I can casually earn money that you can't earn in your life." ”

"Aren't you feeling inferior?"

"Self-righteous stupidity. ”

Han Dong couldn't help but scold Yang Tian.

This sentence has stabbed the hornet's nest.

"Boy, do you know what art is?"

"Like, do you know what the title of Ghost Drawing Wizard represents?"

"Dare to rob a woman with Yang Tian, your face is really big. ”

Most of the people who participated in this apprenticeship feast were celebrities of Chinese artists, that is to say, they were basically in the same group as Yang Tian.

Moreover, Yang Tian is also very likely to become Huang Yongqiang's closed disciple, so they naturally have great respect for Yang Tian and help Yang Tian make fun of Han Dong.

Han Dong looked at the shouting crowd and shook his head with a wry smile, no wonder the Chinese art world is getting bleaker and bleaker, there is such a group of stupid donkeys tossing, it is strange that it can be good.

"Han Dong, let's go, don't talk nonsense with him. ”

Mu Wanqiu felt that Han Dong alone was not an opponent, so she hurriedly pulled Han Dong away.

These people in the field all have extremely complex connections, and it is not Han Dong's fist that can solve the problem.

Now Mu Wanqiu is still a little worried, in case Han Dong is really forced to be in a hurry and starts beating people, it will be even more difficult to end.

But Han Dong didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

"Yang Tian, I didn't mean to slap you in the face, but you don't know what to do, so you came to find abuse, okay, then let me ask you, why do you say that the closed disciple that Principal Huang wants to accept today is you?"

Yang Tian laughed and said.

"You idiot, you don't even know this, I really don't know what you're doing here?"

"But since you asked, I'll tell you. ”

"First, Vice President Huang did not announce the name of this person, and the news he released to the public was that today he was going to choose a master of copying among the outstanding young painters in China as his close disciple. ”

"Do you know what I am called a genius in ghost painting? That is because my copying methods are unique among the young Chinese painters, and they have never been invincible. ”

"Who else but take me?"

Yang Tian looked proud and proud.

Han Dong was sneering in his heart.

He had already guessed the reason why the old man didn't say his name directly, but chose to be suspicious.

The old man is deliberately hype.

If he directly said that he would accept Han Dong, an unknown college student, as a closed disciple, the people who came today might not even be one-fifth of what they are now.

But he was suspicious, which made many people feel that they had hope, so they dared to come to join in the fun, and the media also came more, and the heat naturally went up.

On the way here just now, Han Dong also received a push from Tencent News, and its influence has spread across the country.

This old man is quite smart.

"Just like that, you think that the disciple that Principal Huang wants to accept is you, and you are too confident, right?"

Han Dong looked at Yang Tian with disdain.

At this time, the white-haired old man who had spoken before spoke.

"At this point, in fact, there is no need to continue to conceal it, let's put it bluntly, our association wants Yang Tian to participate in the Global Calligraphy and Painting Competition, several times I hope that Vice President Huang will accept Yang Tian as an apprentice and pave the way for Yang Tian, Vice President Huang promised to consider it half a month ago, and today he suddenly wants to accept a closed disciple, and he is also a master of copying, who else can you say if it is not Yang Tian?"

"So that's the case, Yang Tian is really young and promising, our Chinese art world will look at you in the future. ”

Everyone praised Yang Tian.

This made Yang Tian even more fluttering.

"Boy, you hear me, this event you're attending is for me, I'm not welcome to you, get out of here. ”

"Fuck off, fuck off. ”

Everyone fell into the well against Han Dong one after another.

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