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Chapter 70 He's Really Just a Delivery Guy
While several people were mocking loudly, the people on Tang Song's side also confronted each other.

Although Ye Chen and the others didn't know each other, they represented the Calligraphy and Painting Association in the battle.

Even if the painting is not very good, no one is allowed to insult at will.

Suddenly, Tang Song took a deep look at them.

There was an endless chill in those eyes, as well as a deep warning.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on the backs of several people, and they did not dare to continue talking.

The aura cultivated over the years made several people dare not refute even the slightest in the face of Tang Song.

In the face of this situation, Eric just said lightly: "Don, the juniors speak freely, don't get angry."

However, Eric just said something, and didn't mean to help them find a place.

They couldn't figure out why Eric was their leader, why faced with the other party's warning, he didn't mean to save face.

As everyone knows, at this time Eric is scolding these guys who have no eyesight in his heart.

The kid who painted this picture is obviously a master of art.

At this time, it is too late to please the other party, so you dare to speak wild words? !
Only this group of juniors who can't see that the painting is special at all will do this.

Eric couldn't help sighing deeply. Although he brought out a group of geniuses far beyond ordinary people, they were only compared with ordinary people after all.

The kind of true genius that even Jessim was barely able to match.

Originally, Tang Song and Eric were far away, so they just glanced at it slightly, but didn't look closely.

Now the two looked at each other, walked to the side of the painting, and looked at it carefully.

The two turned around first, and then a look of shock appeared in their eyes.

"Don, did you see it?" Eric whispered.

Although it is doubtful, it is affirmative tone.

Tang Song nodded vigorously, motioning Eric to continue to look around.

The two made several laps around the painting, making the people around them look dumbstruck.

What are these two masters doing?
Is it the sense of ritual before looking at the painting?
After a few more laps, the two finally stopped, raised their heads, and looked at each other dully.

This time, the two of them were really shocked.

This painting, viewed from the four angles of the south, east and north, has different contents.

And every angle is a painting drawn from a poem!

In other words, this piece of drawing paper contains at least eight different paintings.

Amazing!

This is a painting technique that cannot be imagined at all.

It is said that the ancient painting saint is alive, and both of them will believe it now!
"Where's the person? Where's the little... master who painted this picture?" Tang Song turned his head for the first time and shouted at the group of association members behind him.

We must find the other party, and we must not let such talents be lost.

And the other party is still so young, so he is destined to have a lot to do!
"He...he said the takeaway was delivered to me, and he left." Liu Qing bit the bullet and said.

Tang Song: "???"

What?Did I hear wrong?
Isn't that person a master who is recuperating in the Painting and Calligraphy Association?
Why do you still want to deliver food? !

At this time, Liu Qing was already embarrassed and shocked, and said in a low voice: "He is my friend, and he just came here today to deliver food."

Tang Song understood, it seemed that he was here to deliver things to Liu Qing, so it shouldn't be hard to find.

"Then you should call the master quickly." Tang Song said in a deep voice, "The master should not have eaten yet, so let's hold a banquet quickly."

After discovering that Ye Chen is such a master-level character, the competition with Eric is not important, the key is to keep the master as soon as possible.

If you don't keep people here today, will you find them in the Year of the Monkey?
You said Liu Qing has contact information?So what if the phone is lost?
"Hey, Tang, you are superficial." Eric stepped forward and said with a light smile, "What kind of person is the master, how can he be attracted by vulgar things?"

Then, Eric looked at Liu Qing, and said with a kind face: "Miss Liu, please tell this master that we have countless works of art in the United States, and hope that the master can give me a chance to show him The art of our America."

Tang Song snorted coldly and said: "Eric, you have crossed the line, this is the art master of our country of China!"

"Where does art have national boundaries?" Eric looked at Tang Song and said proudly, "You have art in China, so don't we have it in the United States?"

"Damn it, you really want to rob people?!"

"Haha, Tang, you finally can't help but turn your face? Come on, let's settle the grievances of many years!"

Two middle-aged men in their 50s suddenly quarreled, their faces were red and their necks were thick, and they almost rolled up their sleeves to fight.

The people around looked at the two in dumbfounded, they had never seen their teacher look like this.

I saw Tang Song with an angry face, pointing at Eric and shouting: "Prepare me a pen and paper, I will let this old thing take a good look today, what is art!"

Eric, on the other hand, looked proud and snorted coldly: "Don, do you think you really understand art? Since you want to compare, let's compare!"

When the two were young, they often competed, and neither of them accepted the other. They didn't stop the competition until they broke up.

After meeting for the first time after many years, because of Ye Chen, the grievances between the two were once again detonated, and they meant to have a fight now.

I saw that the eyes of the two people met, and the fire was shining.

Just when everyone felt the strong smell of gunpowder and did not dare to move in the slightest, Liu Qing spoke weakly.

"Well...he might not have time to come here today..." Liu Qing was afraid to look at the two of them, and said in a low voice, "He looks like he still has a lot of takeaways to deliver today..."

The movements of the two froze for a moment.

Tang Song's face was a little weird, and he said with difficulty: "There are still a lot of takeaways to deliver?"

Liu Qing nodded, her voice lowered: "Yes... his job is to be a delivery man."

WTF? !
The master who drew such a masterpiece is actually a delivery man?

Hearing Liu Qing's words, everyone except Xu Tian and Liu Qing was shocked.

Although many of them couldn't see the magic of Ye Chen's paintings, judging from the reactions of Tang Song and Eric, the other party is definitely the best artist in the world!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to cause such a fight between the two.

In their imagination, the work of such people should be running an art gallery, or some kind of family heir, which should be related to art after all.

But a delivery man?

Are you kidding me, the painting style is wrong, okay?

This is far from the professional image they imagined!
Could it be that this master's family has financial difficulties?That's why I went to deliver food to subsidize the family?
(End of this chapter)