The words were amazing, like thunder.

The air seemed to freeze.

The people who were laughing and ridiculing Jiang Chen just now were all stunned.

This guy is a friend of Master Han?

Thinking of the words just now, there were many people in the crowd who were red-faced and red-eared.

You actually wanted to drive Master Han's friend away just now?

Also with red faces and red ears, and their faces are ugly, as well as Yun Ye and Sun Xiaoyue.

The two of them were stunned and looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief.

Compared with the embarrassment of others, they were more shocked.

How did this waste become a friend of Han Sanqian, a master of Chinese painting?

"I'm leaving." Jiang Chen smiled lightly.

"Lao Yu just met Jiang Xiaoyou, how did Jiang Xiaoyou say that he would leave? Stay a little longer. Han Sanqian took Jiang Chen's hand, with a smile on his face, not holding himself as a master of Chinese painting at all.

This scene made everyone stunned and their hearts beat wildly.

Can the master of Chinese painting still have such a close time?

Not only does his demeanor have no frame, but he doesn't even hold his identity in words, the self-proclaimed old man and the old man, the difference and meaning are worlds apart.

"Okay." Jiang Chen nodded and agreed, there were so many people present, it was not good for him to directly dump Han Sanqian's face.

"Grandpa......"

Han Chen's face was strange, and he wanted to remind Han Sanqian in a low voice.

After all, in such a large court, there are all wealthy and powerful people around him, and grandpa is holding a shelf in front of others, and he turns around and is so close to a young man like Jiang Chen in front of so many people.

This is also too rude for the wealthy and powerful people present.

"Chen'er stepped back."

Han Sanqian glared at Han Chen, he loved this grandson very much, and he was also very angry.

Obviously talented, but the pursuit of luxury, impetuous personality, blind communication of the powerful and rich, unable to immerse themselves in painting.

is also a young man, compared with Jiang Chen, but it is too much worse.

Han Chen was helpless, took two steps back, and stood respectfully, while smiling awkwardly at the wealthy and powerful people around him.

"Trouble the two of you."

Han Sanqian took Jiang Chen's hand and calmly spoke to Yun Ye and Sun Xiaoyue.

It's as if the two of them are like passers-by, and they don't care about their identities at all.

"Old man Han, I'm Yun Ye......" Yun Ye wanted to be close.

Han Sanqian raised his eyebrows: "Please let the two of you let me go first, and talk about other things later." ”

The blue muscles in the corners of Yun Ye's eyes were prominent, and he jumped wildly twice, he Yun Dashao had never received such treatment.

Everywhere you go, everyone is a sought-after existence, and just now and Sun Xiaoyue were favored by everyone, which is enough to prove it.

Now facing Han Sanqian, he has become a passerby.

And, it's because of the waste Jiang Chen he looks down on the most.

Smiling awkwardly, Yun Ye grabbed Sun Xiaoyue, who was about to get angry, and quietly walked to the side.

The Yun family is indeed a first-class wealthy family in Jiangbei, but they don't dare to shout at a big man like a master of Chinese painting because of such a trivial matter.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone.

Han Sanqian pulled Jiang Chen to stand under the two "Ink Bamboo Pictures", and said triumphantly: "Jiang Xiaoyou, do you know which one is Zheng Gong's real "Ink Bamboo Picture"? ”

"Han Lao said with a smile, both of them are fake, why bother to take the junior." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

Han Sanqian laughed and stroked his white beard: "Okay, good, sharp-eyed, the old man knows that he can't hide it from you." ”

Han Sanqian's words were like a slap in the face of everyone present.

The people who mocked Jiang Chen just now were very red at this time, and they all felt a little hot.

However, this was said by the main owner Han Sanqian himself, and no one could refute it.

Jiang Chen just now was not arrogant and deliberately disrespectful, but his eyes were really sharp, and he could see the clues at a glance.

On the contrary, a group of people who didn't see it wantonly ridiculed Jiang Chen, isn't this blind?

"To tell you the truth, the old man knew that hanging the two "Ink and Bamboo Pictures" on the wall would definitely cause controversy, but the old man had a moment of fun and wanted to use these two paintings to receive the little friend, so he did so."

Although Han Sanqian was arrogant, he was not rude, and explained to everyone: "Jiang Xiaoyou's eyes are like torches, the old man is careful at this time, and he really can't hide it." ”

Hear the words.

The corners of their mouths twitched as those who mocked Jiang Chen just now.

Syllable!

Han Sanqian's words were like an invisible slap in the face.

Before everyone could recover from being slapped in the face, Han Sanqian's words were like a bombshell, instantly blowing everyone up.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, then can you tell which painting was made by you? Which painting is made by old age? ”

Han Sanqian proudly pointed to the two "Ink and Bamboo Pictures" on the wall, although he was amazed by Jiang Chen's painting skills, he also had full confidence in his own painting.

Distinguishing between the authenticity of a painting and the identification of who made it are completely different considerations.

Rumble!

Everyone's hearts twitched violently, and they all showed shocked expressions.

Some people even raised their hands and drilled their ears, thinking that they had heard it wrong.

There's a painting on the wall, and it's actually painted by this young man?

Yun Ye and Sun Xiaoyue were also shocked and inexplicable.

The so-called waste, painting skills are so exquisite? The copied paintings he made can be exhibited on the wall with the masters of Chinese painting?

Is this really the Jiang Chen you know?

Jiang Chen smiled indifferently, from beginning to end, he always maintained a calm and breezy appearance, raised his hand and clicked on the painting on the left.

"This is my work, and the one on the right is Han Lao's."

Han Sanqian's pupils constricted, and he blurted out in shock, "How did you tell the difference?" ”

"Han Lao has a profound background, even if it is a copying work, it is full of artistic conception, and it jumps on the paper, how can it be compared with the younger generation?" Jiang Chen said.

Han Sanqian looked stunned, then raised his head and laughed: "Interesting, interesting, interesting!" ”

He is a master of Chinese painting, and his ability to appreciate paintings can be called top-notch.

Naturally, it is clear that the two copies are equally equal, and even if Jiang Chen tells the truth, he will not be angry.

But the words praised him, and of course he understood it in his heart.

Modest, low-key and introverted, peaceful, this son will be a great weapon in the future!

Han Sanqian nodded appreciatively to Jiang Chen, and then saw Han Chen standing respectfully in the crowd, and immediately became angry.

"Chen'er, you have to learn more from Jiang Xiaoyou!"

Han Chen hurriedly nodded and responded.

At the same time, I was 10,000 dissatisfied in my heart, what height does grandpa want to hold this guy to?

A copy of the work, let my grandfather let me learn from him, completely ignoring my grandson's face.

The wealthy magnates who came with Han Sanqian just now looked at Jiang Chen with completely different eyes at this time.

Among them, there are many people who recognize Jiang Chen as the abolished son-in-law of the Mu family.

But the waste who is clear-minded, can be regarded as a friend by Han Sanqian, and praised again and again, is it really the waste son-in-law of the Mu family?

It's ridiculous!

And the person who mocked and accused Jiang Chen with Sun Xiaoyue just now was uncomfortable at this time, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to get into.

They all secretly hate, what did they do just now?

"Jiang Xiaoyou, please come with me, Lao Yu will introduce you to a few of Lao Yu's painstaking works."

Han Sanqian was in a good mood, holding the dragon's head on crutches, leading the way in front, and it seemed that there was only Jiang Chen in his eyes, and no one else.

Han Chen reluctantly explained to many wealthy and powerful people: "Everyone, grandpa is contemplative, how much neglect, please forgive me." ”

A group of wealthy and powerful people shook their heads with laughter, indicating that they didn't care.

No one is a fool, how can he show dissatisfaction with the master of Chinese painting because of such a trivial matter?

However, Sun Xiaoyue suddenly raised her eyebrows, took three steps and made two steps, and stopped in front of Han Sanqian and Jiang Chen.

"Master Han, I'm Yun Ye's girlfriend, I like you very much, I like your works even more, can I take a photo with you?"

She came with Yun Ye today, but after learning that Han Sanqian would be there in person, she naturally had a purpose.

Being able to take a photo with a master of Chinese painting is enough for her to brag about it for a long time.

Now that Han Sanqian is in front of her, how could she miss such an opportunity?

Yun Ye's face changed greatly, and he wanted to stop it, but it was too late, so he could only sigh helplessly.

In such a scene, how did this stupid woman come up with the idea of going up for a group photo?

Jiang Chen's face sank, Sun Xiaoyue's woman really has to squeeze on any occasion.

Han Sanqian was in a good mood at this time, and when he saw Sun Xiaoyue coming forward to ask for a group photo, he didn't refuse, but suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Chen's smile disappearing.

When people grow old and become fine, he suddenly has an understanding.

didn't poke it out, but turned to ask Sun Xiaoyue with a smile: "Oh? Of course, you can take a group photo, but you have to talk about the old man's famous paintings first. ”

Sun Xiaoyue's smile froze, and her face suddenly became tangled.

How did she know about Han Sanqian's famous paintings?

understands Han Sanqian, and only knows that the other party is a master of Chinese painting.

I just wanted to take a photo, but I didn't expect to make myself so embarrassed.