Chapter 295: Needles, Ink, Painting!

This host is also a member of the Fourteen Galleries.

The reason why the 14 top galleries held this exhibition, held this competition.

The main thing is to create heat and make yourself more famous.

As long as they become famous, there will naturally be a lot of people who go to their galleries to buy paintings, and then Mane will not be rolling in?

Regarding Chen Yang's provocation of the contestants, the host is naturally happy to see it.

This kind of thing can easily attract the attention of the people who eat melons!

When the time comes, post this video on the Internet, or spread it in circles!

Then soon many people will know about this art exhibition and know that there is a madman at this art exhibition!

Together, they will know about these fourteen galleries!

Why not do this kind of good thing?

Therefore, the host worked very hard to help Chen Yang pull hatred, hoping that the battle between the painters would be more intense, and it would be better for a group of people to fight and break the blood.

Under the impetus of the host, all the painters in the central exhibition hall were angry.

Most artists are proud!

They rarely admit that they are inferior!

Now that they are so despised by Chen Yang, they are naturally intolerable.

Someone shouted directly at Chen Yang: "What are you, dare to say that we are garbage, have you ever won an award? Have you ever held a solo exhibition?"

"That is, we are all painting skills that have been honed for more than ten years, and you dare to challenge us as a newcomer who has never even heard of your name?"

"My Sun Peng is painting with his feet, and he can easily beat you, if you are interested, then admit defeat quickly!"

In order to vent their anger, this group of people spoke more and more unpleasantly, and some even directly greeted Chen Yang's relatives.

The host didn't think it was lively enough, so he pointed the microphone at Chen Yang and asked, "This gentleman, do you have anything else to say?"

Chen Yang sneered and said: "I just want to say to all the painters here, it's not that I'm arrogant, it's that you are too weak!

Then all of you who have scolded me have to kneel on the ground and apologize to me, do you dare?"

He was also angered by this group of people, so he spoke wildly!

The friendly painting exchange contest turned into a condemnation conference because of a casual conspiracy of Dye Qingqiu!

And the object of condemnation is Chen Yang himself.

He doubted that this group of so-called painters had brains, and everyone believed everything they said!

For Chen Yang's increasingly arrogant provocation, none of the painters in that group were afraid.

They shouted: "Bet, gamble, when we are afraid of you!"

"If you lose by then, you have to kneel on the ground and apologize to all of us!"

"Yes, apologize!"

Su San looked at Chen Yang, his eyes revealing endless worry.

She hesitated for a moment, ran to Chen Yang's side and whispered: "Sir, you are fighting against so many painters alone, are you okay? Do you want me to help you, I have also studied painting for a while!"

Chen Yang waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's easy for me to defeat this group of people! I will let them know what the real glory of the king is...... Phew, the king is invincible!"

Su San immediately raised his small fist and made a cheering gesture and said, "Okay, I believe that Mr. will definitely be able to defeat them, come on!"

Chen Yang nodded and said, "Okay, I will never let you down, you go down first, lest those crazy people lose their minds and get angry with you!"

Su San shook his head and said, "No, I want to stand with Mr., whether it is glory or slander, I will not leave you!"

There was a buzz in Chen Yang's mind!

At this moment, in this situation, Su San can say such a thing, which really touches him!

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people here, he would have wanted to give Su San one.

"Okay, then you can stand next to me and help me grind, I need black and red ink!" Chen Yang instructed Su San.

Su San immediately began to move.

At this time, the host asked Chen Yang again: "This gentleman, are you going to start painting now?"

Chen Yang nodded and said, "Yes, you let all the lights gather here for me, let those people take a good look, what is the real ability!"

The host smiled and said, "Sir, it's daytime, and the lights haven't been turned on yet!"

Chen Yang's face suddenly froze, and he smiled awkwardly, pretending to be a little self-defeating, and even forgot the time.

He coughed slightly, adjusted his mood, and picked up the paintbrush.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Yang, ready to see how he painted!

Well, to be exact, they want to see how Chen Yang makes a fool of himself!

Chen Yang had already said such crazy things before, if Chen Yang couldn't paint any earth-shattering perfect paintings, it would be a shame and a fool of him to him!

However, after Chen Yang took the paintbrush in his hand and turned it around twice, he suddenly threw away the paintbrush!

Then, he shouted at a white-bearded man, "Old man, lend me your needle!"

This white-bearded old man is also a well-known person in the painting circle, named Du Dianmo.

What he is best at is painting with needle ink, and he can be regarded as a rather strange painter.

However, his paintings are full of aura, and there are many people who like this style.

After Du Dianmo heard Chen Yang's words, he immediately took out a large handful of needles from the cloth bag he was carrying.

Then he shouted at Chen Yang, "Which model do you want?"

Chen Yang said: "Just No. 3, you throw it over to me!"

Du Dianmo smiled, picked out the No. 3 needle and threw it to Chen Yang.

He actually had a bit of a friendship with Chen Yang, and when he was creating ink paintings, Chen Yang also participated.

He has a withdrawn personality, doesn't like to communicate with people, and doesn't have many friends, Chen Yang is one of his friends.

When a group of people mocked Chen Yang just now, he didn't say a word, because he knew that Chen Yang could handle it.

At this time, Chen Yang asked for a needle, and he immediately helped Chen Yang, and he did not shy away from Chen Yang's bad reputation at the moment!

Sometimes, those who seem to be cold actually have a fire in their hearts!

After Chen Yang took the needle, he immediately put the needle into the ink and began to absorb ink.

Someone in the crowd of onlookers said curiously: "Is this kid planning to learn Du Dianmo and shoot ink to paint?"

"And, how is it possible, there is only one Du Dianmo in the world, this kid is young, how can he know how to shoot ink, I guess he is also grandstanding!"

"Even if he knows how to shoot ink, he probably won't be able to make any good paintings, so let's just watch him pretend to be forced quietly, and see what tricks he can play, hum!"

[The tenth update!! to be honest, I stayed up all night and caught a cold, and now my whole body is weak, dizzy, and uncomfortable, and everyone else has a holiday during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I am alone in a small black room crazy codeword. For the sake of life, alas, ask for a few recommendations. 】

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