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Chapter 63 Young Genius

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    [074] Young Genius

    "Respectfully invite Master Ye to come on stage."

    ? Zhou Xianlin, Zhang Lanting, Wang Daqian, Huang Baishi, Dong Li, and Lin Tianshou stood respectfully and humbly on the stage.

    Exploded!  It exploded!

    The scene completely exploded.

    Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for the first person in calligraphy to appear on the stage.

    Slowly, Ye Xuan stood up from his seat, adjusted the wrinkles on his clothes, and was about to walk to the stage.

    Xiao Chuqing was in a hurry, and grabbed Ye Xuan, her voice was almost begging: "Ye Xuan, you are crazy, I asked Master Ye to come on stage."

    This stage is full of well-known art masters wow!

    "Are you caring about the deity again?"

    Ye Xuan said almost indifferently, peeling off Xiao Chuqing's green finger petals one by one, his voice was indifferent and clear.

    "I am Master Ye."

    Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, with a handsome figure, striding towards the stage.

    In an instant, this body became the focus of attention of the audience.

    Behind him, there are a few eager eyes, as if looking at an idiot.

    "It turns out that this guy has a brain problem!" Su Mobai smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's a shame that I have the same knowledge as a mental patient!"

    Tang Qingya looked at Ye Xuan with the eyes of a lunatic. It would be a shame if she was kicked out.

    Even some wealthy people couldn't help but began to yell: "What are you doing, go down quickly, they invited Master Ye Zhongshu."

    "You kid, you can't afford to offend Master Ye."

    Ye Xuan ignored all of them, his figure was still chic and calm, and he walked towards the booth in a leisurely manner.

    At this moment, I don't know how many people looked at Ye Xuan angrily. If it weren't for the face of the upper class, they would have thrown Ye Xuan out directly.

    However, the next scene caught everyone's attention.

    I saw that Dong Li came up to meet him, with an extremely humble and pious expression on his face, and stood still in front of Ye Xuan.

    fall down,

    bow down.

    "The apprentice has met the master."

    "Get up." Ye Xuan's voice was light, without any emotion.

    Dong Li quickly got up and stepped aside.

    One is an academic master who is famous all over Kyushu and well-known all over the world,

    A middle school student who looked less than twenty.

    The white-haired art master in his sixties actually bowed down to a boy!

    For a moment, the rich people at the scene felt their foreheads congested, and stared blankly at this scene like a fantasy.

    Behind him, several art masters opened their eyes wide, looking at Dong Li as if they were looking at a madman!

    Although Dong Li said that his master was a bit young, they thought he should be in his forties at least. After all, a forty-year-old master is already very young on the road of art.

    And Ye Xuan looks like a high school student too!

    Under the booth, the crowd's discussion became even more noisy.

    "This kid, who is the first person in calligraphy, so young?"

    "Damn, this Master Ye is not Mr. Ye Zhongshu, he is not playing us, is he? How old is he, a young boy with yellow hair, he can also calligraphy?"

    "Zhou Xianlin is joking with us, this"

    "Hey, we are here to buy Master Ye Zhongshu's works, which family are you from, hurry up."

    A few wealthy businessmen with hot tempers started scolding directly.

    Zhou Xianlin's face was a little uncomfortable, these rich people are all looking at his face!

    This old boy Dong Li is cheating on us, if you don¡¯t invite Master Ye Jiuxuan, just find a boy to come over.

    It's fine if you look for it, you can at least serve some snacks, and if you find a young child, isn't this a discredit to us?

    The chests of several masters heaved up and down, and their mouths were crooked.

    Huang Baishi said: "Old Dong, you are messing around!"

    Wang Daqian said angrily: "Old Dong, let me tell you, if we don't see Master Ye today, let's break off our friendship."

    "That's right, I'm really mad at us. I didn't expect you, old Dong, to be shameless." Zhang Lanting rode his crutches. Even in his seventies, he still had a fiery temper.

    "How dare, how dare." Dong Li arched his hands, still smiling, and said to several old friends unhurriedly:

    "Gentlemen, to youLet me introduce, this is my master, Master Ye Jiuxuan, who is also the author of "Thousand Years of Sorrow" and is well-deserved the first person in ancient and modern calligraphy.  "

    After Dong Li and a few old guys finished explaining, they cupped their hands, and then turned to the guests and rich people in the audience, proudly saying:

    "As the saying goes, since ancient times, heroes are born in youth. Although the teacher is young, his calligraphy art attainments are definitely the same."

    As Dong Li said, he gave a thumbs up with a smile.

    The several masters on the stage were all masters with open minds, and they also knew Dong Li's personality. Hearing what he said, I believed most of them in my heart, but it was difficult to accept it in common sense.

    YeMaster, live a long life this year?

    This looks like twenty!  !

    A master of art under the age of twenty, is he a genius?

    For a while, no one spoke.

    In the end, Mr. Lin Tianshou, who was still ninety years old, broke the silence. He looked at Ye Xuan with burning eyes, and said:

    "Everyone, listen to me, the way of art, the master is the first. Do you still remember the top ten famous Chinese paintings "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"? His author, Wang Ximeng, is a young genius who is only 18 years old!"

    "Although Wang Ximeng is young, at the age of 18, he is as good as me in art. Mr. Ye must be such a rare talent that is rare in a thousand years."

    ?Wang Ximeng, "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"?

    Ye Xuan sneered in his heart, there is no such thing as an eighteen-year-old peerless genius, Wang Ximeng is just a pseudonym for him, but he has become a short-lived and eternal wonder in history.

    However, these people don't know that, to them, there have indeed been young geniuses like Wang Ximeng in history. Therefore, maybe Ye Xuan is the next unworldly genius?

    For a while, everyone in the audience was in shock.

    Su Mobai was dumbfounded, only feeling a burning pain on his face.

    "I'm the guest of honor, and I don't need an invitation letter at all."

    "I don't know whether the people you mentioned are powerful or not, but I know that one of them is my apprentice."

    Thinking of Ye Xuan's words, Su Mobai was so ashamed that she wished she could find a place to escape!

    What a shame.

    This, this is really embarrassing to throw in front of the patriarch.

    "So what he said is true."

    Xiao Chuqing's cold back on the stage is full of complexity in his eyes.

    Tang Chuqing was also a little distraught, which still seemed unbelievable.

    "The number one person in calligraphy! Dong Li's teacher! His skill is so strong that the god of war in the cold country will bow down on the spot!"

    "Ye Xuan, who are you?"

    "How much are you hiding from us!"

    At this moment, the two women were completely shocked.

    On the top floor, in an antique luxury box, the three young and old looked at the scene on the stage with gloomy expressions.

    "So you're a master of art!" Duan Qingchen's mouth curled up with a bloodthirsty arc, and his voice was filled with a hint of evil charm.

    Tang Feng snorted coldly, and said: "What an art master! Now there are a lot of beautiful writers, beautiful painters, and gimmicks, all of which are hype."

    A sinister flash of Jiang Zhengyang's eyes flashed, and he said to the two elders:

    "Duan Shizi, Young Master Tang, do you want to slap that pretentious criminal in the face?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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