Chapter 542

"Just a small barbarian country has hit China in the face. Do you want to leave?"

This voice is not big or small, but it is spread to all people's ears word by word, just like it has some magic power.

The faces of the people who had humiliated and angry were stiff.

I can't help but look in the direction of the sound.

Then he saw Ye Chen come out from the side holding the cute baby.

"It's him, the kid who made Mr. Zhao kneel!"

"What is he doing standing up at this time?"

"Don't tell me he wants those Japanese people to kneel, too?"

“……”

After seeing ye Chen and his daughter clearly, they couldn't help but recognize them, and then their faces were full of suspicion.

"Mr. Ye!"

"Ye brothers!"

Cangshuxue and Li Yongmin stayed together first, then made a sound together.

They thought Ye Chen would treat these Japanese people as if he had asked Mr. Zhao to kneel before. They should know that they are different from Mr. Zhao. Moreover, one of them is a painter of the Japanese country.

Once touched them, the consequences are unimaginable!

Wu Wenshan and others also look at Ye Chen.

Just walked out of a few steps, Sato Chengyi and others turned around, and he Yan smiled coldly, without any fear: "what? Can't Chinese afford to lose? So you want to do it to us? "

At the same time.

Three Japanese youth subconsciously protect Sato Cheng.

The curator of Jinling Art Museum changed his face and shouted: "what are you doing, boy? It's not a place where you can go wild! "

"Young man, if you dare to make trouble today, I can't protect you completely!" Even Wu Wenshan said in a deep voice.

It doesn't matter if China loses!

Twenty years later, new talents will go to Japan to recover their dignity!

But China can't make people feel like they can't afford to lose!

That's the most humiliating!

"Mr. Ye, come back quickly!" Cangshu and snow are all crying!

She felt that she had lived for 20 years, but she had not been so stimulated as she is today. Ye Chen first let Zhao Yuanliang kneel down and scared her half to death. Now she aimed at these Japanese people.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, but walked to Sato Chengyi and others step by step with cute little baby, and said indifferently: "how much waste are you? Dare to say that China is just like this? "

Speaking of this, he looked down at the innocent cute baby in his arms and said loudly: "do you believe it? My daughter can crush you with her graffiti? "

As soon as the words came out, the whole scene was silent.

Everyone's eyes are small, and their faces are funny!

Did we hear it wrong?

This boy even said that his daughter's graffiti works could beat Master Wu's Japanese young painter by hanging?!!

Even a few Japanese people like Sato Cheng were slightly shocked, and then they laughed: "ha ha ha, Chinese people have no skills, but their Kung Fu is first-class, we are experienced!"

Sato takes a look at the innocent baby on Mengmeng's face.

And then he laughed.

When they heard the words, they were ashamed one after another.

Cangshu xuehen can't find a crack to drill in!

She doesn't deny that cute baby really has a talent for painting, and her level is higher than that of her peers, but how can she be compared with the Japanese young painters?

Ah!

Mr. Ye, the ox is blowing big!

She stamped her feet, shame!

"Unbridled!"

A big man in the art circle of Jinling trembled angrily and glared at Ye Chen: "don't you think we're disgraceful enough? Get out of the way! "

"Yes, even Master Wu was defeated. What can your daughter do if she is only four or five years old? Go back to study for another forty or fifty years! "

As soon as that is said.

Ye Chen sneers, glances at Wu Wenshan and others one by one, and says rudely, "you can't do it, just because you are a group of corpses wrapped in vegetable waste, doesn't mean my daughter can't do it!"

After that, he walked to the table beside with the cute baby in his arms, grabbed a piece of paper and a brush, put down his daughter, and said: "cute, come, dad will teach you how to draw today!"

The little guy looked up at him diffidently: "Dad, can people really?"

"Believe in yourself and your father!"

Ye Chen smiled and touched her head.

"This young man is crazy, he is really crazy!"

They were furious, and then sneered.

Wu Wenshan couldn't stop shaking his head: "nonsense, pure nonsense!"

"Stop him personally. Don't make a fool of China!"

Someone said coldly, just about to walk past, but Sato Cheng, who had not spoken all the time, said with a smile: "well, today I would like to see how a Chinese girl can crush me!"

His words were full of ridicule.

They had to look at Ye Chen's father and daughter angrily. If they could kill people, ye Chen would not know how many times he had died.

After holding the brush, the cute baby pursed her cheeks and said, "Dad, what do people draw?"

"Draw whatever you want!" Ye Chen holds her hand gently.

"That people want to draw dragons!"

"Xiaohei told me that his dream is to turn into a dragon. I'll draw a dragon and take it back. Xiaohei will be very happy to see it."

"But they can't draw a dragon, Dad. What does a dragon look like?"

"It's OK, dad taught you how to draw!"

The little guy seemed to think of something. Sweet smiled and then held the brush tightly and dipped it into the inkstone.

"PATA!"

Maybe the ink is dipped too much. A big lump of ink immediately drops on the paper, completely contaminating the paper, and even splashing it on the little guy's face.

"Wow!"

When they saw this, they were all in a uproar.

Not even a brush!

What about painting!

Cangshu snow covered her eyes with her hands and could not bear to watch this scene.

"Dad..."

Little guy looks at Ye Chen in fear because of his mistake.

"It's OK, go on!"

Ye Chen clenched her little hand and began to draw slowly in a clean place on the drawing paper.

First, the tap.

Longan!

Dragon beard!

It's the first time for the little guy to hold the brush. His hands are always shaking, which leads to the twisted patterns. It looks like the ghost symbols of kindergarten children.

"Master Wu, hurry up and let the father and daughter leave. I can't see it anymore, and we can't afford to lose this man," said a Jinling art giant

"Not bad!"

The rest nodded.

Wu Wenshan frowned and was about to open his mouth when he suddenly gave a cry and stared at the cute baby painting.

"Here..."

"Here..."

"Here..."

He suddenly opened his mouth and said three words!

At the same time.

Sato Chengyi, who used to be looking at the scene, also changed his face, as if he saw something unbelievable. He murmured: "spirituality, spirituality, this Chinese child has spirituality in every stroke!"

Once again, they did not see any mystery.

When cute little baby finished painting the dragon tail, he looked down at the ink stained dragon and said: "Dad, I'm sorry, man They didn't draw well! "

"No, you did a good job!"

"Don't you wonder what a dragon looks like? Today, dad will show you! "

Ye Chen chuckles and takes over the little guy's brush. The tip of the brush points to the eyes of the dragon in the painting.

With his stroke!

The dragon in the painting suddenly moved violently, shaking its head and tail, and a sound of dragon singing suddenly sounded.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind!

"What voice?"

"What happened?"

Everyone is stunned first!

Then I saw the long golden dragon suddenly flying out of the paper. It was strong in the wind, rocked up, and jumped into the air directly. The Dragon chanted.

"Ba Da Ba Da!"

The big bean rain suddenly came!

And that painting paper only left a blank!

No ink at all!

This moment!

Heaven and earth suddenly as silent as death!

This moment!

The expressions on the faces of all the people solidified one after another!