"Who says we don't understand? Yours is just graffiti!" Little Ah Qing was anxious and didn't think twice about what he said.
This sentence made Xue Tiangang's face turn red, his eyes widened and he frowned, wishing he could eat the two of them.
"Security, security, kick these two people out!" Xue Tiangang has never experienced this since he became famous, let alone in front of so many painting fans.
If he didn't kick out these two troublemakers, where would he save his face?
Four security guards ran in from outside and hurried to Xue Tianggang's side.
"Master Xue, what's going on?" the security leader asked.
Xue Tianggang pointed at the two of them: "They are causing trouble in the gallery, kick them out!"
"Why are you trying to coax us? We bought tickets, and we didn't cause any trouble. We just said that your painting is not good. Is this wrong?" Little Ah Qing said bluntly. She had already heard that Xue Tiangang knelt down at the foot of the mountain to beg his master.
Chen taught him how to draw, but Master Chen had no choice but to teach him how to draw.
Unexpectedly, I have learned something and forgotten my ancestors. Not only do I act as a master, but I don't let anyone criticize me. This is really infuriating.
"What did you say? You didn't cause trouble? You are here talking nonsense about Fantasy's works and quarreling with everyone. Doesn't that count as making trouble?" Xue Tiangang said nonsense and deliberately diverted the topic.
Naturally, a group of painting fans nearby would not turn on Little Ah Qing, they were all talking about the two causing trouble and criticizing Fantasy's own reputation.
When the security guard heard this, it was all right. Fantasy's art exhibition was claimed to be famous, and their gallery manager had specifically instructed them to ensure that nothing happened during the exhibition.
"What are you doing standing still? Blow them out!" Xue Tiangang urged.
The security leader did not dare to offend the master, so he came up and said politely: "You two, you are not welcome here. Please leave now."
"We bought tickets, why should we leave?" Little Ah Qing was anxious.
"You are disrupting the order of the art exhibition. Please cooperate with us." The security leader made a gesture of invitation again.
Xia Xiaoyu looked at little Aqing who was about to speak. The little girl took out the ticket and threw it on the ground. "Every major event is fake. The painting is not good at all. You have to act as a master. If you have the ability to compete with my brother Xiaoyu,
Compare."
It seemed like he was speaking out of anger, but Xue Tiangang took it seriously.
Being insulted by a little brat in front of so many people, Xue Tianggang became furious. If it weren't for his status as a celebrity, he would have kicked them out with curses.
"Little girl, what are you talking about? Let me compare with the gentleman next to you? You are not dreaming and haven't woken up, are you?"
People take it seriously.
His art is like Van Gogh and Picasso. It can be said that it is not only that, but also superior to these artists.
"Why didn't I wake up? Do you dare to compete?" Xiao Aqing was very confident. She once heard her master Chen say that Xia Xiaoyu got 80% of his true inheritance. It can be said that there is no one in this world who can compete.
Xia Xiaoyu has very few.
How could the confident young Ah Qing take Xue Tian Gang seriously? With the support of his master Chen Hua, even if the other person was a famous European artist, he would not be afraid at all.
Because brother Xiaoyu is here, everything can be settled.
"Hahaha, little girl, are you kidding me? Compared with a young man, don't you realize it's a joke?" Xue Tianggang didn't take Xia Xiaoyu and little Aqing seriously at all.
"He's not kidding, do you dare to compete?" Xia Xiaoyu finally spoke.
He could clearly see what Xue Tian had just painted. It was exactly what his master, old man Chen, had done in his free time and sketched randomly on the mud.
If I'm honest, it's just something a child and muddy things drew.
"Hahaha."
Xue Tian just felt that he had met a fool today. In all these years, no one at home or abroad had dared to challenge him like this.
It can even be said that no one has ever dared to compete with his work.
The young man in front of me looks like he is only in his twenties. He can understand what art is at such a young age.
"Little girl, are you sure you want him to compete with me?" Xue Tiangang mocked.
"Compare." Little Ah Qing turned to look at Xia Xiaoyu, "Brother Xiaoyu, do you dare to compete?"
Xiao Aqing's sincere eyes gave Xia Xiaoyu no room to refuse.
"Why don't you dare!" Xia Xiaoyu smiled.
Hearing what the young man said, there was a wave of ridicule around him. The painting fans present thought this was a joke.
Who is Fantasy? He is a rising star in recent art festivals. He is known as Little Van Gogh in Europe.
Nowadays in China, it is a big joke that a young man dares to compare himself with him.
"Okay, since you are comparing, then I will make you convinced that you lose, but I have a condition before the comparison." Xue Tiangang did not want to give two young people an advantage.
"What conditions?" asked little A-Qing.
Xue Tianggang looked at the two of them and said, "It's very simple. If you lose, apologize to me and get out of the gallery."
"What if you lose?" Little Ah Qing asked.
"I lost? Do you think it's possible?" Xue Tiangang said with a confident smile.
Xia Xiaoyu pulled Xiao Aqing over and said, "That's not necessarily the case."
"Then what do you think I lost?" Xue Tianggang said disdainfully.
Xia Xiaoyu glanced at the gallery and said, "If you lose, remove all the paintings in the gallery and write on them all that Xue Tiangang is a fake master and Xia Xiaoyu is a true master. Do you dare?"
"What did you say?" Xue Tianggang frowned. If it weren't for his high self-cultivation, he would be scolding her now.
"Why, don't you dare in front of so many people?" Xia Xiaoyu said deliberately irritatingly.
Xue Tian just suppressed his anger and said, "What are you afraid of? Xia Xiaoyu, right? I will compete with you today."
"Okay, then let me show you the truth." Xia Xiaoyu was not afraid at all.
The competition between Fantasy and Xia Xiaoyu spread quickly in the gallery, and the fans who came to see the paintings were shocked and couldn't believe it.
The person in charge of the gallery came here specially, vacated the main hall, and asked the security guards to prepare drawing boards and colored pens.
Being able to see the master painting live is a privilege that many people dream of.
Nearly a hundred people gathered in the hall. Xia Xiaoyu and Xue Tian just looked at the drawing board in front of them. They turned to look at each other, and the strong smell of gunpowder silently spread away.
Many people took out their mobile phones to record this historic moment.
In order to increase income, the gallery owner actually turned on Douyin live broadcast on his mobile phone.
For a time, the competition between Xia Xiaoyu and Master Fantasy hit the headlines. (To be continued)