My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

"Old man, who are you talking about? A painter can surpass old Qi."

Huang Lei asked with a look of disbelief.

You must know that Qi Baishi Qi Lao is recognized as the number one master in the modern Xia Guo painting circle, and there are only a handful of painters in China who surpass him in painting skills. After thinking about it, none of those masters are as unbearable as the old man said.

"They each have their own strengths, and their painting styles are also different. It is difficult to compare. Our Eastern paintings are three-aluminum, nine-dyed fine brushwork and heavy-color paintings, while their Western ones are realistic oil paintings with seven-layer portrait techniques."

Xiao Chen was immersed in it for a moment, and then said.

"Old man, you are not talking about our Xia country painter, no wonder I can't think of who it is."

Only then did Huang Lei realize that he was thinking in the wrong direction.

"Yes, but there are quite a lot of people in China who are better at painting than Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi is good at flowers and birds, but he is not particularly outstanding in other aspects. In terms of painting skills, Zhang Daxian from the south is better."

Xiao Chen began to say.

"Then which Western master are you talking about?"

Huang Lei looked at Xiao Chen suspiciously.

"It's Picasso."

Xiao Chen said lightly.

???

what?

The founder of modern art.

Picasso?

When he heard this name from Xiao Chen's mouth.

Everyone's eyes widened.

How can it be?

The main representative of western modernist painting,

The most creative and far-reaching artist in the West,

A scumbag?Scum?

"Grandpa, how do you know?"

He Jiong asked incredulously.

"How do I know, without my support, he doesn't know which street he is still wandering."

Xiao Chen said with some contempt.

Seeing Xiao Chen's disdainful attitude,

Everyone can know it with their feet.

There must be a relationship between the old man and Picasso.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also very interested in another side of the artist.

This is the first time I have seen the old man have such a big opinion on a person,

Most of the old friends mentioned by the old man in the past were in the tone of reminiscence, which is not like the scum of each mouthful now.

How scumbag this person is, that's why the old man has such an attitude.

While everyone was waiting for Xiao Chen to continue speaking.

He buried his head and started eating.

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

old man.

what do you mean.

Know you like to eat.

But there is no rush for this moment.

This is all about the unknown side of Picasso.

Why don't you talk about it?

Is this Western contemporary artist worth a piece of Dongpo meat?

"Old man, don't eat, we are waiting for you to continue talking."

Peng Yuchang said impatiently.

"A scumbag has nothing to say."

Xiao Chen said impatiently: "Eat first, after the meal you want to hear, I will tell you."

Everyone can only give up and eat first.

The audience in the live broadcast room was anxious.

"Old man, you are not a human being."

"I've already ordered takeaway for dinner."

"Why don't I believe it?"

"Among the top 10 paintings with the highest auction prices in the world, Picasso's works account for four."

"How can this kind of artist be a scumbag?"

"Yes, old man, hurry up, come back quickly."

Seeing the old man eating unhurriedly and teasing a few children from time to time, everyone was anxious to death.

When Xiao Chen was full and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Only then did he notice that except for the two little guys, everyone's eyes were on him.