Zhou Fengtian deliberately amplified the child's tone.

This made everyone in the venue hear the child's words without any sensation.

Secretary Cheng turned his head and saw Zhou Fengtian hiding in the crowd.

Zhu Jingrun's face was extremely ugly. He never expected that a child would come out to make a noise at this critical moment!

He sneered: "Secretary Cheng, did you arrange this too?"

"Children have their own opinions, and this is true for viewing paintings. There are always places to express their opinions. We can't just block everyone's leisurely mouth." Secretary Cheng said with a smile.

While he was talking, he had already walked off the stage and led the child to the stage.

The child was timid, obviously scared by his sudden loud voice, and could not speak any other words for a while.

"Come on, kid, what's your name?"

"My name is Li Nian." The child looked at everyone with his eyes left and right.

"What kind of painting is more real? Can you tell us?" Secretary Cheng asked with a smile on his knees.

"It was a big brother who showed me a painting that was exactly the same as the "Laoshan Old Monk Picture"... No, it was a painting that looked better than the "Laoshan Old Monk Picture", that was very real..." Li Nian spoke intermittently.

However, everyone's faces were extremely strange, and the most complicated one was Zhu Jingrun.

This painting happened to be provided by him.

"Where is that painting now? Who is that big brother?"

Li Nian turned his head, searched in the crowd for a moment, then pointed at Zhou Fengtian and said, "It's that big brother!"

Zhou Fengtian came over, "Secretary Cheng!"

"It turns out to be Master Zhou..." Secretary Cheng looked at Zhou Fengtian in surprise, "I didn't expect that Master Zhou, you met him here by chance."

"I also heard that there was an exhibition here to see it. I didn't expect that I could meet you."

When Zhu Jingrun saw Zhou Fengtian coming, he had a vague premonition, "This is..."

"Oh, I forgot to introduce it. This is Zhou Fengtian, Master Zhou, who just took over the title of "The First Master of Painting" from Master Jean Pierro not long ago."

Everyone was uproaring, but Zhu Jingrun and others breathed a sigh of relief. They had talked about Zhou Fengtian before. This guy was just a layman in Chinese painting and could he know what he was doing.

"I wonder why Master Zhou is there to make trouble?" Zhu Jingrun sneered, "I have always admired Master Zhou's painting skills, but I didn't expect you to be a villain who likes to provoke and hides behind..."

Zhu Jingrun said this very seriously.

When he came up, he nailed Zhou Fengtian to the pillar of shame of morality.

The person behind him also quickly said, "Don't think that he won a few foreigners, but he just thinks that he is the Taishan Beidou in the circle. How can the history of the rise of oil paintings in foreign countries be compared with the Chinese painting techniques that have lasted for thousands of years?"

"In the oil painting circle, you are Taishan Beidou, but in the Chinese painting circle, you are just an apprentice who needs humility."

"Master Zhou, is his reputation very well? I don't know how many people recognize it." Someone said sinisterly.

Zhou Fengtian was too lazy to care about these people, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just a coincidence that this "Picture of Old Monk in Lushan" is at the home of a friend of mine. I copied one of them two years ago, but later I don't know where to throw it away. It's good that someone bought it as a treasure?"

Zhou Fengtian said this and actually said that the fake at the exhibition was painted by himself!

Zhu Jingrun was also stunned. He was used to the wind and waves.

"You drew it? Do you have this ability?"

"At that time, I had to teach the Chinese painting techniques of "old master". This painting was my cheap master, but I had to copy it a thousand times. It was the skill I practiced. Even if I closed my eyes, I could draw it exactly the same." Zhou Fengtian's snails made his shameless virtue immediately frightened everyone.

Especially tourists and audiences, they have all heard of Zhou Fengtian’s name.

But they never expected Zhou Fengtian to be so young.

Zhou Fengtian is even more talking now. He is really a young man who is not frivolous!

Zhu Jingrun was angry and pointed at Zhou Fengtian and said, "Since you are so capable, you don't mind showing us ordinary people, right?"

At this point, he also knew that he had to distinguish between the superiority and inferiority before he could know whether there was or not.

Zhou Fengtian's rampant remarks clearly did not take anyone seriously.

Everyone also said, "Don't just say nothing, you are painting!"

"I can draw it and I call you dad!"

"If you draw it, I will kowtow to you!"

As for other viewers, they also supported Zhou Fengtian, and were even worried about Zhou Fengtian's future situation.

You know, this copying is not simple. If there is a flaw, you may be attacked by these people in a perfect way.

The mouths of these connoisseurs and collectors are not ordinary poison.

Some artists' paintings were criticized by them for being worthless! In the end, they jumped off the building in a hurry!

They really don’t want to watch Zhou Fengtian follow those people’s footsteps!

Secretary Cheng originally thought Zhou Fengtian was joking, but who knew that Zhou Fengtian would be a little bit difficult to get off the ground after such a riot, and it was a bit difficult to end!

After all, young people speak, but they don’t have a way of talking, they only know how happy they are.

He wanted to say a few words for Zhou Fengtian. Even the museum director had never seen such a big scene. Zhou Fengtian wanted to challenge an impossible task.

The museum is already very grateful to Zhou Fengtian for helping him and is never willing to make Zhou Fengtian lose his dignity!

Although he had seen Zhou Fengtian restore the Poetics Picture by himself, the artistic conception of "The Old Monk of Lushan" is so profound and distinct in meaning, not to mention that Huang Tingjing's painting skills are ten times more than Zhu Xi.

It is not a simple job for Zhou Fengtian to finish painting.

“Master Zhou…”

But he reached out to stop him, as if nothing was in the way.

Zhou Fengtian glanced at his mobile phone and showed a message on WeChat, which was sent by Zhu Quan.

He then smiled: "No problem."

Zhu Jingrun looked at the young and confident look and suddenly felt something was wrong. He suddenly said, "Didn't you say that you can draw this painting even with your eyes closed?"

If you can't do it, you'd still say anything wrong, right?"

Everyone couldn't help but curse shamelessly in their hearts. Zhou Fengtian was obviously talking casually, but he asked this old man to catch the handle!

This is great, Zhou Fengtian is in trouble.

Even if you win, it will be unworthy of your reputation!

But at this moment, Zhou Fengtian suddenly walked up calmly, went to the red ribbon that blocked tourists from approaching, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just to draw with my eyes blindfolded? What's the difficulty? I took this competition!"
Chapter completed!