Chapter 742: Just If You Can't Understand It

It turned out that this thin old man was Shan Hezheng, the villain who killed Meimei's grandfather back then, and the current master of Ruan Huacai and Zheng Shilin.

Shan Hezheng has been prosperous in recent years, has recruited a wide range of protΓ©gΓ©s, and often visits abroad, and the limelight has overshadowed Xiao Se's grandfather, Master Xiao Yan, and he can be regarded as a leader of the mainstream painting school.

Today, he brought so many reporters and colleagues to participate in Xiao Jingming's art exhibition, not to cheer, but to smash the scene.

There are two reasons for this –

First, because Xiao Jingming is the son of Master Xiao Yan, Master Xiao Yan once wrote an article in the newspaper because of Yan Danqing's matter, angrily denouncing the ugly faces of Shan and the master and apprentice, which can be regarded as a bond.

The second is that Xiao Jingming has been in the limelight in China over the years, and the aura on his body seems to overshadow the mainstream painting schools such as Shan Hezheng, and Xiao Jingming is both inside and outside, not only selling in China, but also in the world.

How could a narrow-minded and insidious villain like Shan Hezheng allow someone to overshadow him?

Naturally, we have to find a way to deal with Xiao Jingming!

That's why when he heard Xiao Se say that Xiao Jingming's paintings were all rubbish, not to mention how happy he was, of course he didn't recognize who Xiao Se was, and thought it was the little boyfriend of the little princess of the Zhao family!

"Didn't you just say that these paintings are rubbish? I have the same opinion as you, I don't know what to do, don't you say, young man? ”

Shan Hezheng deliberately provoked the topic just now, wanting to tempt Xiao Se to continue complaining, but he didn't think of Xiao Se's identity.

Xiao Se glared at Shan Hezheng fiercely, and said with a cold face: "When did I say these words, who said that these paintings are rubbish?" You're old-eyed, aren't you? If these paintings are rubbish, how can an art museum hold an exhibition? Are you trying to say that the leaders of art museums are also blind? ”

The smile on Shan Hezheng's face froze, how could it be different from what he just said?

Obviously, the young man just said that these paintings are rubbish, although he is old, his ears are still very bright, how can he hear it wrong?

"Don't be afraid, young man, you just have to tell the truth, no one dares to accuse you."

Shan He continued to tempt, he thought that Xiao Se had some scruples, so he refused to tell the truth.

Xiao Se glared at him again, "Are you sick in the brain?" I'm just telling the truth, Mr. Xiao Jingming's paintings are well-known at home and abroad, and even European royalty is very sought after for his paintings, how can his paintings be rubbish? If you can't understand it yourself, it only means that you don't know how to learn and don't even know the true meaning of abstract painting. ”

Meimei deliberately asked, "Cersei, what is the true meaning of abstract painting?" ”

Xiao Se glanced at Shan Hezheng with disdain, and said coldly: "I just can't understand it, what people can understand is not abstract paintings." ”

The crowd laughed when they saw the excitement, and some people echoed, "Yes, the young man is right, Master Picasso's paintings can't be understood, and they are not the same for centuries." ”

The corners of his eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud, Xiao Se's summary is really in place, isn't it, what people understand is realistic painting, and abstract painting is that people can't understand it!

Shan Hezheng's face was ugly, he was a dignified international master, but now he was accused of being blind by a milky hairy boy, how could he swallow this breath?

At this time, a reporter with good things asked: "Master Shan, why do you think Mr. Xiao's paintings are rubbish?" ”

The eyebrows and eyebrows changed slightly, Master Shan?

is with Zheng Shilin and Ruan Huacai again, could it be Shan Hezheng, the old Wang Ba?

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