Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“An insignificant barbaric country is leaving right after slapping my country, China in the face?”
The voice was neither loud nor soft, but everyone heard it without missing a single word. It seemed to possess some kind of magical power.
The angry and humiliated crowd froze.
They could not help but look in the direction where the voice came from.
Ye Chen walked out while carrying Mengmeng.
“It’s him, the brat who made Young Master Zhao kneel!”
“Why is he standing out now?”
“Don’t tell me he wants those Japanese to kneel too?”
“…”
Everyone could not help but recognize Ye Chen and his daughter when they saw them clearly. Subsequently, they were filled with suspicion.
“Mr. Ye!”
“Brother Ye!”
Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin were stunned at first, then they spoke in unison.
The two of them thought that Ye Chen was going to treat the Japanese like how he had made Young Master Zhao kneel earlier. After all, these people were different from Young Master Zhao. Moreover, one of them was an Art Saint from Japan.
Once he touched them, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Meanwhile, Wu Wenshan and the rest looked at Ye Chen as well.
Sato Seiichi and the rest who had just taken a few steps turned their heads. Kazuhiko Inoue smiled coldly without a trace of fear, “What? The Chinese are sore losers? Are you going to attack us?”
At the same time, the three Japanese young men instinctively shielded Sato Seiichi.
The director of the Jinling Gallery immediately shouted, “Brat, what are you doing? Back off! This is not a place where you can behave atrociously!”
“Young man, if you dare act recklessly today, I won’t be able to protect you!” Even Wu Wenshan shouted.
It did not matter if China lost!
Twenty years later, there would be new talents going to Japan to reclaim their dignity!
However, China could not make people think that they could not afford to lose!
That would be the most embarrassing thing ever!
“Mr. Ye, come back quickly!” Cang Shuxue was so anxious that she was going to cry!
She felt that she had never been as stirred as she was today even though she had lived for 20 years. First, Ye Chen made Zhao Yuanliang kneeled. That scared her terribly. Now, he had his eyes on the Japanese.
Ye Chen did not say a word. Instead, he walked to Sato Seiichi and the rest while carrying Mengmeng. He said in an extremely cold tone, “You bunch of trash, how dare you say that China is nothing?”
At this point, he lowered his head to look at the innocent-looking little girl Mengmeng in his arms and said firmly, “Do you believe that my daughter can crush all of you with her scribbles?”
The crowd fell into silence.
Everyone stared at each other with a comical expression!
‘Did we hear wrongly?
This brat actually said that his daughter’s scribbles can beat the young Japanese Art Saint who beat Master Wu?!’
Even Sato and the rest of the Japanese were stunned for a moment before they burst out laughing, “Hahaha, the Chinese are incapable but they sure are great with their words. We’ve learned something new!”
Sato glanced at the innocent-looking girl.
He then laughed.
Everyone looked ashamed.
Cang Shuxue wished she could find a hole to bury herself in!
She could not deny that Mengmeng was talented in drawing and was better than her peers, but how could she compare with the young Art Saint from Japan?
‘Sigh!
Mr. Ye is boasting!’
She stomped her foot in shame!
“Ridiculous!”
A big shot from the Jinling art world was shaking in anger as he glared at Ye Chen, “Do you think we haven’t embarrassed ourselves enough? Leave, now!”
“That’s right. Even Master Wu lost. What can your daughter, a four or five-year-old girl do? Go back and learn for another forty to fifty years!”
Ye Chen scoffed as he glanced at Wu Wenshan and the rest as soon as he heard that. He said impolitely, “If you guys can’t do it, it only means that you guys are a bunch of useless people who are nothing different than dead bodies. However, it doesn’t mean that my daughter can’t do it!”
Then, he carried Mengmeng to a table nearby and grabbed a drawing paper and a brush. After putting his daughter down, he said, “Mengmeng, come. Daddy will teach you how to paint today!”
The little girl looked up at him with uncertainty, “Daddy, can I really do it?”
“Believe in yourself, and believe in me!”
Ye Chen smiled lightly and patted her head lovingly.
“This young man is crazy, he’s really crazy!”
Everyone was furious and sneered.
Wu Wenshan could not help but shake his head, “Nonsense, this is pure nonsense!”
“Someone, please stop him. Don’t let him embarrass China!”
One of them said coldly. Just as he was about to walk over, Sato Seiichi, who had been silent all this while, said not sure if he was smiling, “Forget it. I want to see how a Chinese girl can crush me today!”
His words were filled with mockery.
Everyone could only look at Ye Chen and his daughter angrily. If looks could kill, Ye Chen would have died countless times by now.
After Mengmeng held the brush, she pouted and said, “Daddy, what am I drawing?”
“Draw whatever you want!” Ye Chen held her hand gently.
“Then I want to draw a dragon!
Xiaohei told me that his dream is to transform into a dragon. I’ll draw a dragon and bring it home. Xiaohei will be very happy to see it.
But I don’t know how to draw a dragon. Daddy, what does a dragon look like?”
“It’s fine. Daddy will teach you how to draw a dragon today!”
The little girl seemed to have thought of something and smiled sweetly. She then gripped the brush tightly and dipped it into the inkstone.
Drip!
Perhaps it was because she had dipped too much in the ink, a large lump of ink immediately dripped onto the drawing paper, smearing the paper completely and even splashing onto the little girl’s face.
Whoosh!
The crowd was in an uproar witnessing that
She did not even know how to use a brush!
How was she going to paint?!
Cang Shuxue covered her eyes with her hands, unable to bear to watch this scene.
“Daddy…”
The little girl looked at Ye Chen in fear due to her mistake.
“It’s fine, go on!”
Ye Chen held her little hand tightly and started drawing on the clean spot on the paper.
First was the dragon head, and then the eyes, and the whiskers!
It was the little girl’s first time holding a brush. Her hands kept shaking, causing the painting to be distorted. It looked like a child’s messy scribbles.
A big shot from the Jinling art world said, “Master Wu, please let the father and daughter leave. I can’t stand it anymore. We can’t afford to lose our dignity like this!”
“That’s right!”
The rest nodded.
Wu Wenshan frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly gasped and stared at the drawing.
“What…”
“What…”
“What…”
He suddenly opened his mouth and muttered three words consecutively!
At the same time, Sato Seiichi who was initially enjoying the show had a change in his expression. It was as though he had seen something unbelievable as he muttered, “Spirit, spirit. This Chinese kid’s ink actually has spirit in it!”
Everyone looked again, but they could not see anything.
When Mengmeng finished drawing the dragon’s tail, she lowered her head to look at the ink-stained dragon and said guiltily, “Daddy, I’m sorry. I-I didn’t draw it well!”
“No, you drew very well!
Aren’t you curious about what a dragon looks like? I’ll show you today!”
Ye Chen chuckled softly and took the little girl’s brush. He dipped the tip of the brush lightly at the dragon’s eyes in the painting.
The dragon in the painting suddenly shook violently from his brushstroke. It shook its head and wagged its tail. A dragon’s roar suddenly came.
A gust of wind suddenly blew!
“What’s that sound?”
“What happened?”
Everyone was stunned!
Subsequently, the golden dragon suddenly flew out of the drawing paper. Its body grew in the wind, and it soared into the sky, roaring continuously.
Pitter-patter!
Bean-sized raindrops suddenly fell!
The paper was blank!
Not a single trace of ink was left!
At that moment, the world suddenly fell into silence!
At that moment, the expressions on everyone’s faces froze!
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