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"Okay... what a masterpiece of competing in the Central Plains! It's so ingenious!"

"Ichiba Hanjiro is worthy of being the leading figure in the art world of the island country. He is able to paint our Chinese Chinese paintings so well!"

"With such a painting, can anyone in our Huaxia Exchange Group surpass it?"

Those reporters looked at Iktaba Hanjiro's picture of competing in the Central Plains, and although they were unwilling to admit it, they couldn't find fault at all.

So we can only look to the Huaxia exchange group.

With just a glance, disappointment suddenly appeared in their eyes.

Although most of the painters of the Huaxia Exchange Group draw quite well, they are obviously not at the same level as Ichiba Hanjiro.

Even the most powerful Ge Dong, although he painted a new picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix, is of a high level, but he is still a step behind Ichiyo Hanjiro, not to mention that Ge Dong has already lost in terms of the meaning of the title. up.

As for Fang Hao, those reporters simply didn't want to complain.

Nima, you are here to represent Mr. Tang to attend the exchange meeting anyway.

Just now I said so swearingly, but now I don’t even draw a picture?
Is this trying to disgrace the Chinese art world?
in front of the TV.

Those audiences who saw the empty space in front of Fang Hao's table all started to curse, wanting to smash the TV.

"Fuck! What the hell is this kid? Just now he pretended to be strong, but now he didn't even draw a picture. I thought he was a hidden young master!"

"Nimma, can this kind of bastard go to the exchange meeting? I can do it too! Go to that stop and pretend to be a jerk, and then don't draw anything, who the hell can't!"

"If I had a gun, I would definitely kill this kind of person. It would be an embarrassment to the Chinese art world!"

There was scolding in front of the TV.

Those who knew Fang Hao in Binjiang were also puzzled.

Inside Xiude College.

When the students of the art department saw that Fang Hao had handed in a blank paper, they all looked at Xu Jia with puzzled faces.

They knew Fang Hao's performance in the painting competition at school. Although no one thought that he could reach the level of famous painters like Ge Dong, he wouldn't be able to hand in a blank paper, right?
So someone immediately asked: "Mr. Xu, what's going on with Fang Hao? Why didn't he draw?"

"I... I don't know, maybe I have some idea!" Xu Jia said with a frown.

"Thoughts? Mr. Xu, Fang Hao didn't suffer from stage fright, did he? Sigh..." The man sighed immediately after speaking.

Binjiang Academy of Fine Arts.

"Fuck! Teacher Fang handed in a blank paper? What about his hidden brushwork? Why don't you show it? Let those little devils see how powerful our Chinese art world is!" said a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

"Could it be that Mr. Fang is not in a good state today? But it's not enough to hand in a blank paper! Isn't our Chinese art world hopeless now?" A student who admired Fang Hao felt his faith collapse in an instant.

On the other hand, some students who had always disliked Fang Hao said calmly, "What's wrong with handing in a blank paper? There's nothing to be surprised about. Fang Hao's level is just like that. This time it's just exposed!"

"You..." The student who admired Fang Hao immediately glared at him, but he didn't know how to refute.

Almost all the people in China who followed this exchange meeting were complaining or angrily cursing Fang Hao.

But Fang Hao didn't care, and kept smiling.

Ge Dong, who was watching, couldn't help shouting angrily: "Boy, this is the trick you said? Your level is not inferior to mine, and even surpassed mine. Why don't you draw?"

"why?"

Before Fang Hao could speak, Ichibajiro smiled disdainfully: "Because this kid is smarter than you, and I know that none of you in China can beat me, so I played a little bit carefully not to bring shame on myself, haha But what I said is true. Ink and wash painting, which you Chinese people call Chinese painting, is actually inferior to me, an islander. It’s really sad! Why don’t I publish this piece of competition in the Central Plains, and borrow it from one of you Who plagiarized it? Hahaha!"

moment!

Ichiyo Hanjiro's arrogant laughter echoed throughout the venue.

However, the Huaxia Exchange Group was speechless, because in terms of strength, they really lost. The winners and losers, the losers are not qualified to say anything.

Looking at the speechless Huaxia exchange group, Ichiyo Hanjiro suddenly sneered and said to Gangbantaro beside him: "Gangban-kun, you see what I said is right! It is a waste of time to come to Huaxia to exchange art. This kind of thing has long since died in China, let's go!"

Saying that, Ichiba and Hanjiro walked towards the door with the attitude of a winner.

The other island painters also swept over arrogantly, Ge Dong and the other Chinese painters who were as dejected as a defeated rooster, followed behind Hanjiro Ichiyo with a big smile.

Tang Lu bit her lip when she saw Ichiyo Hanjiro's arrogance, and at the same time felt that the sky was falling.

She didn't know what would happen if this news was known to Mr. Tang who had just improved. It was very likely that Tang Lu would completely lose her grandfather this time!
And more people, repeated Ichiyo Hanjiro's words in their ears, is art really dead in China?
"Wait!"

Just when everyone was desperate, a voice suddenly sounded, making everyone look over.

Fang Hao smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Banjiro, are you planning to leave like this?"

"Let's go? Hehe! What qualifications do you, a waste who can't draw a picture, talk to me? It's better for a brat like you to go home and drink milk, and painting is not suitable for you!" Hanjiro Ichiba didn't Forgetting the displeasure that Fang Hao had brought to him earlier, he immediately sarcastically said loudly.

The others also looked at Fang Hao with puzzled faces, wondering what was the meaning of his words at this time?
Some people even berated Fang Hao for shutting up.

However, Fang Hao smiled calmly and said, "Yes! I didn't draw, and that's because people like me have never been willing to paint on the same stage with scumbags who plagiarize other people's paintings and are complacent about their own achievements. That would make me sick!"

"Who are you saying plagiarized?" Hanjiro Ichiyo suddenly shouted excitedly.

"Whoever speaks up is the one who speaks!" Fang Hao laughed.

"Slick-tongued boy, you must have a lot to do with Tang Yuanbai, right? At this moment, you still want to clear his name? I will never forget that he plagiarized my painting!" Hanjiro Ichiyo said disdainfully.

"Yes! We are waiting anytime!"

As Fang Hao said, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "But the plagiarism I'm talking about is not about you and Mr. Tang, but about your competition in the Central Plains!"