"A mere barbarian country slapped my Chinese country in the face, do you want to leave like this?"

This sound was neither too big nor too small, but it was heard in everyone's ears without a word, as if it had some magic power.

The originally humiliated and angry people froze.

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

Then he saw Ye Chen walking out from the side with her cute baby in her arms.

"It's him, the boy who asked Mr. Zhao to kneel down before!"

"What did he do when he stands up?"

"Don't tell me that he also wants those Japanese people to kneel down?"

“…”

After seeing Ye Chen and his daughter clearly, everyone couldn't help but recognize him, and then there was a strong look of suspicion on their faces.

"Mr. Ye!"

"Brother Ye!"

Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin were stunned at first, and then spoke together.

The two thought Ye Chen would treat these people from Japan as if they had asked Mr. Zhao to kneel down before. You should know that these people are different from Mr. Zhao, not to mention that one of them is the Painting Saint of Japan.

Once they are moved, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Wu Wenshan and others also looked at Ye Chen.

Sato Seiichi and others who had just walked a few steps all turned around, Kazuhiko Inoue smiled coldly, without any fear: "What? Chinese people can't afford to lose? So do you want to attack us?"

at the same time.

Three young men from Japan subconsciously protected Sato Seiichi.

The director of Jinling Art Museum changed his expression and hurriedly scolded: "Boy, what are you doing? If you don't retreat, this is not a place where you can go wild!"

"Young man, if you dare to do something random today, I really can't protect you!" Even Wu Wenshan shouted in a deep voice.

It doesn’t matter if China loses!

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

But China cannot make people feel that they cannot afford to lose!

That is the most embarrassing thing!

"Mr. Ye, come back soon!" Cang Shuxue was so anxious that she almost cried!

She felt that she had lived for twenty years and had never been as exciting as she was today. Ye Chen first asked Zhao Yuanliang to kneel down and scared her to death, but now she has targeted these people from Japan again.

Ye Chen did not say a word, but walked to Sato Seiichi and others step by step with her cute baby, and said indifferently: "Just vain you guys? Do you dare to say that my country is just like this?"

Speaking of this, he looked down at the cute little baby with innocent faces in his arms, and said loudly: "Do you believe it or not? My daughter can crush you even if she can do it with graffiti?"

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

Everyone stared at each other with a funny look on their faces!

Did we hear it wrong?

This kid actually said that his daughter's casual graffiti work could defeat the young painting saint of Japan who defeated Master Wu?!!

Even Sato Seiya and several other Japanese people were slightly stunned and then burst into laughter: "Hahaha, Chinese people have no ability, but their verbal skills are first-class. We have gained some knowledge!"

Sato Seizure looked at the cute little baby with an innocent face.

Then he laughed out loud.

When everyone heard this, they looked ashamed.

Cang Shuxue wished he could find a crack in the ground to get into it!

She does not deny that the cute little baby does have the talent for painting and is more capable than her peers, but how could she be compared with the young painting saints of Japan?

Why!

Mr. Ye is so arrogant!

She stamped her feet, feeling ashamed!

"presumptuous!"

A big man from the Jinling art world was so angry that he shivered and glared at Ye Chen: "Do you still think we are not embarrassed enough? Get out of here!"

"Yes, even Master Wu was defeated. What can your daughter do if she is a girl of four or five years old? Go back and learn for another forty or fifty years!"

As soon as this is said.

Ye Chen sneered, glanced at Wu Wenshan and others one by one, and said bluntly: "You can't do it, it only means that you are all a group of waste in the corpse. It doesn't mean that my daughter can't do it!"

After saying that, he walked to the table beside him with Mengmeng baby in his arms, grabbed a piece of drawing paper and a brush, put down his daughter and said, "Mengmeng, come on, Dad will teach you how to draw today!"

The little guy looked up at him unconfidently: "Dad, is he really OK?"

"Believe in yourself and believe in dad!"

Ye Chen smiled slightly and touched her head in a doting way.

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

Everyone was furious and then sneered.

Wu Wenshan couldn't help but shook his head: "Nonsense, purely nonsense!"

"Go and stop him, don't embarrass me on China!"

Someone spoke coldly. Just as he was about to walk over, he heard Sato Seiichi, who had not spoken, smiled and said, "Well, today I want to see how a Chinese girl crushes me!"

His words showed the ultimate ridicule.

Everyone had to turn their angry eyes to Ye Chen and his daughter. If their eyes could kill people, Ye Chen would have no idea how many times he had died.

After holding the brush, the cute little baby pouted and said, "Dad, what are they drawing?"

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

"Then he wants to draw a dragon!"

"Xiao Hei told me that its dream is to transform a dragon. I will take it back with me by drawing a dragon. Xiao Hei will definitely be very happy to see it."

"But they can't draw dragons. Dad, what does dragons look like?"

"It's okay, dad teaches you how to draw!"

The little guy seemed to remember something, smiled sweetly, then grabbed the brush and dipped it in the inkstone.

"Click!"

Perhaps because the ink was dipped too much, a large piece of ink immediately dripped onto the drawing paper, completely contaminating the drawing paper, and even splashing on the little guy's face.

"Wow!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was in an uproar.

I can't even use a brush!

What else are you talking about painting!

Cang Shuxue covered her eyes with her hands and couldn't bear to watch this scene.

"dad……"

The little guy looked at Ye Chen with some fear because of the mistake.

"It's okay, keep going!"

Ye Chen held her little hand tightly and began to slowly draw in a clean area on the drawing paper.

First, the faucet.

Longan!

Dragon beard!

This is the first time the little guy holds a brush, and his hands keep shaking, which causes the patterns drawn to be twisted and curved, and looks like a ghostly talisman for a kindergarten child.

A big man from the Jinling art world said, "Master Wu, let the father and daughter leave quickly. I really can't stand it, and we can't afford to lose this person!"

"good!"

The rest nodded.

Wu Wenshan frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly exclaimed and stared at the cute little baby painting.

"this……"

"this……"

"this……"

He suddenly spoke and said three words in a row!
To be continued...