"Hey kid, you've got some nerve, haven't you? Daring to take advantage of my granddaughter in front of me?"
Chen Feng was stunned. Then he saw that Li Qingning had turned as red as an apple. This was a sight he had never seen before. Recalling his actions just now, he realized that he had indeed gotten a little too close.
"Granddaughter...who are you?"
Chen Feng was stunned.
"He is my grandfather."
"Your grandfather? So your mission is?"
"My job is to bring you here!"
Li Qingning looked at the man in front of her with a half-smile.
Chen Feng was completely dumbfounded. He had no idea what had happened. But before he could think about it, seven old men who had been looking at him with shining eyes suddenly surrounded him.
"You're Chen Feng?"
The group of old men looked frail, but the faint aura emanating from them made Chen Feng take several steps back. He couldn't suppress them at all; they were too powerful.
These old men are likely all prominent figures who once held high positions.
"Ah? Junior Chen Feng greets all...grandfathers!"
Chairman Qi Baishi excitedly pulled out something, startling Chen Feng, who thought the other party was going to pull out a knife and attack him.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an exquisitely crafted box.
The old man opened the box with trembling hands, then looked at Chen Feng and asked, "Did you draw these shrimp?"
shrimp?
Chen Feng then noticed that the box contained a picture of shrimp. Upon closer inspection, he felt that the picture was somewhat familiar. Wasn't this the one he had casually drawn at Qing Ning's house?
He looked at Li Qingning and said, "Isn't this just a random drawing I made? How did it end up here?"
His question immediately caused an uproar among the old men.
An old man took out a piece of paper, another old man took out a pen and black paint, and then stared at Chen Feng expectantly.
"Come on, give me one, just draw one randomly? Draw one for me and let me see first."
Clearly, these old men didn't quite believe that a 25-year-old could have such superb painting skills; it was unacceptable to them.
Chen Feng didn't refuse and immediately put the paper in his hand and began. His brushstrokes were divine, and a shrimp appeared vividly on the paper amidst the flowing strokes of his brush. This action stunned the group of old men from the art association.
Holy crap, can you really draw so casually?
"What the hell are you all standing there for? Identity confirmed, get on with it and get out of here!"
"Oh, young man, this old man has been missing you so much! I'm so glad to finally see you today! Come on, come on!"
"You just said you painted this casually? Damn it, I didn't believe you at first, but now I'm speechless. By the way, give me this shrimp."
"Damn it, old man Yang, you're shameless! I gave you the paper, and old man Liu gave you the pen. You want to draw? You wish!"
Old Zhang angrily cursed.
"Oh dear, Old Zhang is too rude! Little Chen, this is your painting, so who are you going to give it to?"
Old Yang charged straight in with his sword.
Chen Feng was completely dumbfounded. He was surrounded by a group of old men, being pulled and tugged around, and he had no idea what was going on.
“Your painting was seen by my dad, who is also the honorary vice president of the National Fine Arts Association, so the painting was sent here.”
Li Qingning said that seeing a group of old men surrounding Chen Feng excitedly, she didn't know why, but she was also very happy.
So that's how it is.
Chen Feng instantly understood. Although his shrimp painting was just a casual sketch, it was still a level that the Earth's art world could not reach. They must have seen this amazing painting and were shocked by it.
"Gentlemen, please don't pull, please don't tug at my pants!"
"It's just a piece of trashy painting, there's no need to get so worked up."
Um?
Why did it stop?
Chen Feng was stunned. It turned out that the old men who had pulled him into the house earlier were all glaring at him. This damn young man was slapping their old faces.
What do you mean by "it's just a piece of trash"?
"Slap slap"
"Ah, who hit me?"
Chen Feng was slapped twice on the back of the head by an old man who jumped up and hit him.
"What do you mean 'it's just a piece of trash'? Are you even speaking human language? You brat, do you know that your painting has already been designated a national treasure?"
"And another thing, if this is trash, then what does our art association paint? Dog poop?"
"Damn it, I'm so angry! This painting of yours is going to be submitted to a global art competition, and you actually call it trash?"
"You have not only insulted us, but also the painting, and yourself."
"If you don't draw me ten better shrimp paintings today, you won't eat."
"Old Zhang, this is going too far. You still need to eat. You can just stay up all night."
A group of old men were chattering away, and Li Qingning couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter.
Chen Feng, standing in the crowd, inadvertently caught sight of that most beautiful color in the world, and he was completely stunned. He realized how beautiful she looked when she smiled.
Li Qingning seemed to sense something, and their eyes met. They were both lost in thought, and there was a deep sense of understanding between them.
Li Siye, who was being ignored by a group of people, was so angry that his beard stood on end.
"Some people, now that they've grown up, don't even care about their grandfathers anymore."
Li Qingning quickly looked away and ran to Li Siye's side, coaxing him like a child until the old man's complexion improved slightly.
"Kid, you're not done taking advantage of my granddaughter yet. Explain yourself first."
He still wasn't going to let this brat off the hook. Knowing full well that I was Qing Ning's grandfather, this kid wanted to woo my granddaughter, yet he didn't even bother to greet me. It was incredibly rude and outrageous.
Of course, he knew that Chen Feng was unable to get away, surrounded by a group of old men and unable to move, but he was still annoyed.
Chen Feng, naturally understanding the principles of conduct, quickly greeted Li Siye from the crowd, "Um...Grandpa, this junior Chen Feng greets you...Oh dear, gentlemen, please don't refuse..."
"Li Siye, get out of here! Why should my men answer to you?"
President Qi Baishi directly retorted.
"Your man? That old dog Qi is shameless. How did he become your man?"
"Hey! Xiao Chen's painting has been rated as a national treasure, and the approval has already been given. Even that person appreciates it. I have decided to appoint Xiao Chen as the vice president of the China Fine Arts Association. Tell me, isn't he one of my people?"
"You old dog, you really know how to play the game. Today I'll see if he wants to be mine or yours."
The two old men were glaring at each other, and Li Siye shouted directly to his granddaughter, "Go, bring that kid over here. I want to see if he's one of my Qingning's people or one of yours, Qi Laogou's people."
Upon hearing this, Li Qingning blushed instantly. "Grandpa, what did you say?"
Chen Feng was also stunned. "Seriously? Is this even possible?"
"Li Laogou, you are shameless, utterly shameless."
While cursing, Qi Baishi winked at the old men behind him. The old men understood and immediately dragged Chen Feng into the house.
Four hours later.
In the largest painting studio of the art association, the president, Qi Baishi, along with seven old men—Zhang, Yang, Li, Liu, Zhou, and Lin—were surrounding Chen Feng, their faces never faltering with a look of utter disbelief.
Before their eyes, five apples lay lifelike in the drawer, looking just like real ones at first glance.
The detail of one of the rotten apples is so realistic that it's almost indistinguishable from the real thing. This is a hyper-realistic painting style that is impossible to achieve on Earth.
"This...this...if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it even if you beat me to death."
Chairman Qi Baishi was visibly excited, gesturing wildly, while the other old men were also trembling, their mouths agape.
Truly, a masterful brushstroke paints a beautiful scene, a skillful hand depicts a breathtaking landscape. Blank space is transformed into magic, a moment becomes eternity.
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