"Heh, hehehe, yes, yes! it's so good......"

Zhu Yongsong was so angry with Luo Yang that he almost vomited blood, and after a long time, he laughed angrily.

"How dare you say that my son's paintings are at the third-rate level and my paintings are at the second-rate level?

"Are you a member of the National Association of Calligraphers and Painters? Are you a member of the Provincial Association of Calligraphers and Painters? Have you ever joined the Municipal Association of Calligraphers and Painters? No, since you don't, then you are an ignorant child who has never set foot in the painting world.

A series of questions were all directed at Luo Yang.

In the end, Zhu Yongsong's green tendons on his neck were exposed, and the whole person was almost crazy!

His eyes were on fire, trembling and pointing at Luo Yang with his finger, venting the huge resentment in his heart!

A dignified director of the National Calligraphy and Painting Association is actually said to be a second-rate painter, who can stand this hatred and hatred?

He asked himself that he had never been so humiliated in his life!

Since he began to learn painting at the age of 10, he has been growing all the way, first joining the Municipal Calligraphy and Painting Association, then becoming an elite painter of the Provincial Calligraphy and Painting Association, and then successfully becoming the director of the National Calligraphy and Painting Association!

Along the way, what I heard and saw was all admiration and envy for myself, and I have never been so insulted in front of so many people as I am today!

What is the difference between saying that his paintings are second-rate and saying that he is a garbage painter?

This is simply a slap in the face of Chi Guoguo!

A famous painter who even had to grovel when the vice president of the Provincial Calligraphers and Painters Association saw it, and it was the first time he was insulted like this, which made Zhu Yongsong so angry that he almost died on the spot!

"Hehe, I didn't join the Municipal Calligraphers and Painters Association, nor did I join the Provincial Calligraphers and Painters Association, let alone the National Calligraphers and Painters Association! I'm just a junior in college! What are you doing with those things?"

Luo Yang said lightly.

I was secretly amused in my heart, what association did you join, it would be amazing?

When did joining the association become a symbol of ability?

If everyone doesn't look at their ability, just look at whether the other party is a member of an association, or a director, or vice president, then what do you have to really learn to do in this world, everyone goes to buy a few hats to wear on their heads, how comfortable!

"Well said, I agree!"

Xie Lao stood up at the right time and said, "Don't think that you are the leader of an association and you are self-righteous! Art is never about who has a high status!"

"In this world, in the end, you still have to rely on strength to speak! Not to mention that someone is now the leader of the National Association of Calligraphy and Painting, but in the eyes of the old man, like us, he is only worthy of the title of second-rate painter! As for first-class painters, only old-timers like Qi Baishi can afford it! May I ask, among the people present, who can compare with a master like Qi Baishi?"

Xie Lao's resounding words made everyone present silent.

Apparently, his words were approved by the majority.

"Hehe, old thing, that's a nice thing to say! Then do you know if this kid has real talent and can draw?"

Zhu Yongsong said angrily at Xie Lao.

"This ......"

Xie Lao squeaked, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

After all, even he didn't know if Luo Yang had ever painted or if he had learned to paint.

"Don't have anything to say!"

Zhu Yongsong looked at Luo Yang and said, "Boy, you said that joining the Calligraphy and Painting Association is useless, I don't want to argue with you about this!"

"If nothing else, if I'm not mistaken, you are a student of Yanghe University of Finance and Economics, right? According to the nature of your major, you should study financial accounting. You, a boy studying accounting, dare to make a big fuss here, saying that my father and son are second- or third-rate painters? Who gave you the guts to talk nonsense here?"

"What evidence do you have to prove that you painted this painting? Now, Lao Tzu will ask you, have you ever learned to paint? Do you know how to draw? Where did you learn your painting skills? Who is your teacher?"

His words are impeccable, don't you say that you painted this painting, then you must have a process of learning to paint, at least a teacher must teach you, right?

As soon as his words came out, they immediately caused Ma Huang and the others to laugh!

"Needless to say, how can an accountant who studies drawing?

"That is, if the accounting students can draw, then the sow will also climb the tree!"

"Hahaha, which great painter's apprentice am I, it turns out to be a layman!

"It's ridiculous that a layman who can't draw is here to accuse Master Zhu!"

"It's ridiculous that a guy who has never painted before should dare to pretend that this peerless masterpiece is his own work!"

……

"Luoyang, you ......"

In the face of everyone's accusations, Tang Yuyan was at a loss for a while, she wanted to relieve Luo Yang, but she didn't know where to start, and she couldn't help but stomp her feet in anger.

And when Xie Lao heard Zhu Yongsong's words, he couldn't help but say to Luo Yang: "Young man, the old man believes in you." Tell me how you learned to draw and the name of your teacher so that everyone can hear it!"

"Uh...... I didn't study painting specifically and I didn't have a teacher. ”

Luo Yang shook his head and said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, a huge wave was immediately set off in the huge exhibition hall!

"What? I haven't studied painting, so he said that the painting that can be called a classic masterpiece was painted by him! Is this kid in the water in his brain, talking nonsense here!"

"What I said just now is the same as the truth! After a long time of trouble, he is really a layman who has never learned to paint, this is just nonsense!"

"Look at Xie Lao like that, as if he still believes in him, I think these two are crazy!"

"An old madman, a little madman, Master Zhu can ask the security guards to kick them out!"

……

"Hahaha, it really opened my eyes! You haven't studied painting, you dare to come to our art exhibition to make trouble, dare to slander our paintings are rubbish! Dare to say that this classic masterpiece was painted by you! Boy, your courage really impresses me!"

When Zhu Kang heard this, his face couldn't help but radiate excitement, he laughed, he turned around and pointed at Luo Yang, and said angrily:

"Boy, you have repeatedly disrupted my art exhibition, don't think that you are a student of Tang Yuyan, I dare not do anything to you!"

Zhu Kang stared at Luo Yang tightly, and said with a gloomy face.

"I said I didn't learn to paint, but I didn't say I couldn't draw! I learned it by myself, no! I can't understand what I say, pig-like brain!"

Luo Yang glanced at the Zhu family and his son, and said disdainfully.

"Hehe, you said that you learned to draw by self-study, and you have painted such a high-level painting? Haha, an accounting student who has never entered a professional college said that he was self-taught and painted a super-first-class masterpiece, which is a big joke!"

Zhu Yongsong couldn't help laughing happily when he heard this.

It's like hearing the best joke in the world.

Next to him, Zhu Kang, Xu Yingfeng, Ma Yi, including Ma Huang and others, all laughed heartily, laughing backwards and forwards, staggering back and forth......