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Chapter 442 Let him open his eyes!

Zhou Huayang glanced at it and saw that the screen was full of comments that were either ridiculing or belittling, using personal attacks, and some were also sarcastic. There were also comments that started with the word "国人" (国人), with the attitude that everyone in the world is drunk and I am alone.

After flipping through several pages, there was only one comment that was more pertinent.

"Haha, there are so many keyboard warriors, but are they average? Her several works, including Golden Bird Coming to the World and her new work 'Willow God', have been recognized by experts and peers at home and abroad. The award-winning 'Willow God' is indeed impressive.

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"There are some things that cannot be conveyed through a display screen. You have to go to the venue to appreciate them up close to see the charm. I can guarantee that she definitely has real talent and learning.

"It's just that the award was suddenly revoked, and the reason for the revocation was far-fetched. I'm afraid there's something fishy about it. Don't let the trolls lead you."

It's a pity that the controversy under this comment is also serious.

Zhou Huayang exited the comment area, becoming more and more angry as he read, and then glanced at the second hot search item, "Rosen Doyle, the largest antique dealer in country M and known as the 'Left Eye of God', angrily criticized Chinese artists.

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"Chinese art is not worth mentioning, and its inheritors are even more despicable. It is best not to participate in the competition, so as not to insult this sacred cultural event, bah!"

When I clicked on it, I saw that many media outlets had retweeted a screenshot of Rosendower’s tweet, and his words contained contempt and insults.

On related topics, the commenters are almost the same as the first one.

"It's such a disgrace that it's been thrown abroad. Even the entire art industry in China has been implicated. Chu Shulin and Yun Huaying should apologize to the Chinese people."

"Mr. Doyle, I'm really sorry that this kind of artist has appeared in our country... No, this kind of person does not deserve to be called an artist. He is a leader in the field of sculpture. He is talented but not moral. He is just a bitch and a few old liars.

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"Hey, is the owner of these two hot comments a Muyang dog? I've been kneeling for a long time and my knees can't straighten up? The truth of the matter is still unclear. This old guy has insulted the entire China, and I have to apologize to him.

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Zhou Huayang took a look at the few comments that were liked and pinned to the top.

He shook his head and exited the comment area directly. Out of sight and out of mind, he followed the trend and hated the Kuomintang too much. The comment area was full of chaos.

There were only a few pertinent comments, but they were filled with abuse. Reasonable and calm people did not dare to show their faces, or they were smart enough to maintain a wait-and-see attitude.

"God's left eye, Rosenthal?" Zhou Huayang glanced at the profile picture in the screenshot. In the photo, an old man with white hair and a hooked nose looked very elegant and gentlemanly.

But his words were unpalatable.

"He is the chief judge of this sculpture competition area. He has extremely rich experience and is known as a top expert in cultural relic appreciation and treasure appraisal. He is especially knowledgeable about cultural relics and history of various countries, including China."

"And he has a very high talent for appreciating the art field. Many national masters such as M Country and Da Wo relied on his support and funding when they fell into decline in their early years. They eventually became famous in one fell swoop. From this, Rosen Doyle also had the 'God's

The nickname of 'Left Eye'."

Yun Huaying saw that he was a little confused, so she explained aloud.

"In this exchange competition, he was the first to propose the work 'Liu Shen' as the gold medal. Unexpectedly..."

Afterwards, Yun Huaying felt a hint of bitterness. She originally thought that Rosen Doyle understood art, treated people without regard to national boundaries, was elegant and easy-going, but now it seemed that he was just a disguise.

Chu Shulin also received a call, his face was very ugly, "Okay, I will go to you immediately after visiting Master Liu Shen here.

"In addition, please call everyone together and hold a press conference in Zhongdu early tomorrow morning to make a statement and protest. In particular, old guys like Xu Zhiming and You Ren must be present!"

Chu Shulin's voice was urgent. This old friend was an influential calligrapher and gave him some instructions.

He hung up the phone, his face was extremely ugly, and he clenched his fists, "It's really too much!"

"Not only Rosen Doyle, but also Hunter, the richest man in country F, and many foreign masters participating in the competition all posted updates on Twitter..."

Judging from his angry look, Zhou Huayang guessed that even without talking about the dynamic content, he must be throwing dirty water and criticizing Yun Huaying and Hua Xia, right?

Yun Huaying sighed and bowed to Zhou Huayang, "Master Zhou, Huaying will come visit you next time when she is free."

"Yes, I won't disturb Master Zhou's purity. Master Yun, I and many of our colleagues will take care of these common matters."

Chu Shulin nodded in agreement, subconsciously thinking that Zhou Huayang was aloof and did not like to get involved in these things.

"No hurry." Zhou Huayang waved his hand.

The two stopped and asked, "Master Zhou, do you have any more instructions?"

"Take this thing back with you." Zhou Huayang pointed behind him and saw the strange white wood standing steadily on the ground.

As early as when the two came, they noticed this strange and beautiful jade-like object, but an unexpected situation interrupted them and they were unable to chat with Zhou Huayang.

"Take this back?" Chu Shulin didn't know what he meant and looked at Zhou Huayang doubtfully.

"Well...it still needs a little while to process.

"Didn't this foreign bad old man say that Chinese art is not worth mentioning? Let this old guy open his eyes!"

Zhou Huayang sneered, picked up the carving knife, and walked towards Bai Mu calmly.

"Master Zhou..." Yun Huaying and the others looked overjoyed.

It seems that Zhou Huayang understood what Zhou Huayang meant. He wanted to carve out an elaborate work and slap Rosenthal in the face!

The open space in front of the carving hut was filled with silence.

The gentle breeze seemed to be attracted by Zhou Huayang and surrounded him.

The carving knife in Zhou Huayang's hand, which was no more than three inches long, passed through it like a flowing stream of water, turned into a stream of light, and enveloped the white wood.

The carving technique is full of beauty, as if a painter splashed ink on the painting, and it is extremely graceful.

"Master Zhou's techniques have improved again." Yun Huaying whispered to herself in a low voice, staring intently. Even if she couldn't learn this magical technique from it, it was still a performance full of beauty and power, which was amazing!

Chu Shulin said nothing, his eyes filled with shock. He had been immersed in carving for decades, and he never thought that carving would be an easy task.

But in Zhou Huayang's hands, it was so unrestrained and unrestrained, every stroke left a perfect and round line on the white wood.

This white wood, which is taller than a human, slowly reveals its shape like peeling off an eggshell.

The first thing that appeared was a flawless face, smooth and delicate, and the facial features were gradually taking shape.

"Master Zhou is carving figures?"

The two of them were slightly startled. This was the first time they saw Zhou Huayang sculpting figures with their own eyes.

The next second, the two of them were stunned, looking at the face that gradually protruded from the white wood. The facial features were clear, the eyebrows were picturesque, and a beautiful face appeared.

But it was so familiar, Yun Huaying seemed to see twin sisters, no... this face was more perfect than hers.

"Master Yun, it's you who Master Zhou carved!" Chu Shulin said in shock.

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