Genius Daddy in the City

"Whoever I think is number one is number one. Who dares to dissent?"

Faced with Wu Wenshan's words, everyone in the manor nodded. Master Wu, as the number one painter in Jinling, naturally has this proud qualification.

As for Zhao Yuanliang's relationship-seeking behavior, everyone turned a blind eye. After all, the Zhao family can be said to be the richest among the rich in Jinling. Who dares to say no?

…

Half past two in the afternoon.

Ye Chen and the parents present entered a lounge under the arrangement of the art museum. Except for Li Yongmin, the other parents were restless and nervous, obviously thinking about whether their children could stand out in the competition.

Only Ye Chen and Li Yongmin looked relaxed.

Sissi, the girl, peeked in from time to time and said nervously: "Brother, can the cute little sister get the certificate?"

Her words naturally attracted the attention of the others, and for a while, countless eyes turned to Ye Chen.

"I have to believe that your cute little sister will not only get it, but also get the first prize certificate." Ye Chen nodded with a smile.

Although he has never actually seen his daughter draw.

But he still believed it.

Because that is his Ye Nankuang's daughter.

Although he doesn’t know how to draw!

But he still knows that painting depends on many factors such as a person's three-dimensional sense of space, eyesight, and ability to capture art.

My daughter eats the elixir as candy and has greatly improved in all aspects, just like the last time the little guy played football, it exploded with one kick.

After taking so many elixirs, if she still can't win among a group of peers, then Ye Chen should question his alchemy skills.

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup on the side couldn't help but sneered: "Listen to what you said, can your daughter take first place?"

"Miss Shen Fang is right. Brother, please don't speak too slowly. Among those who can participate in this competition, which family's children are not outstanding in school?"

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses echoed and said with a showy face: "Take my child from Yang Ye's family as an example. He learned painting at the age of three. For this reason, I also invited a professor from the Art Department of Tiannan University to give personal guidance. "

"Yes, I also said that my daughter can also take first place!"

"..."

For a time, the entire rest hall was filled with the smell of gunpowder. They were all bragging about their children, or mocking Ye Chen for his vows.

Ye Chen smiled and didn't mind. After all, children compete with each other, and parents compete with each other. This is human nature.

"Everyone's kids are pretty good."

Li Yongmin smiled and took the initiative to help Ye Chen: "I don't think my little fat guy has that fate or the ability. I still force him to come today, just to let him see the world."

In Li Yongmin's view, although the little fat Li Erguo has some talent in painting, he doesn't look like he will become a painter at all. Although he usually beats and scolds the little fat man, his inner thoughts towards the little fat man are: Let nature take its course.

"Jingle Bell!"

As he was talking, a ringing sound came from inside.

"The game is about to start!"

I don't know who said something, and the entire rest hall suddenly became quiet. All the parents couldn't help but look at the big screen in front of them. The picture on it happened to be the game scene.

It was a hall covering an area of ​​about two hundred square meters. The hall was crowded with people. Most of them were children from all over the country. There were about a hundred people. There were three people sitting on the high platform. Judges.

"That's my child Xiaohai."

"Come on Xiaomu, mommy believes in you!"

"..."

Many parents were so excited that they couldn't help but cheer after seeing their children appear in the video.

Ye Chen also laughed.

He also saw Mengmeng, who was standing behind Cang Shuxue with the little fat Li Erguo. Compared to the other children who were serious, the two little guys looked unconcerned and even whispered to each other.

When Li Yongmin saw this, he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You little brat, how long have you been talking to each other? When you come out, I'll see if I don't beat your ass to pieces!"

The seven-year-old boy from the Zhao family was surrounded by people like stars holding the moon in his hands, holding a mobile phone in his hand and playing games with a proud face.

"Hello, children and teachers!"

A woman in cheongsam came out holding a microphone: "The theme of today's painting competition is 'Science Fantasy'. You are the new generation of the country. Your wisdom and imagination determine the development path of the world. As the saying goes, young people are strong and powerful." The country is strong.”

"Therefore, everyone is asked to create a painting around the theme of 'Science Fantasy'. The time limit is 30 minutes. No talking is allowed during this period. The form of painting is mainly based on imagination. There is no limit on painting materials. Painting tools are available on site and will be distributed by staff later. It’s in your hands.”

As a burst of applause fell, several uniformed staff began to distribute painting tools, and all the participating children sat down one after another under the arrangement of the leading teacher.

"Jingle Bell!"

"Game start!"

A woman at the judges' table rang the bell.

The entire scene suddenly became quiet, and all the children began to immerse themselves in ideas. The scene looked like a college entrance examination.

Even the little fat guy Li Erguo pinched his chin and made a meditative look on his face, secretly cursing the bullshit judges for not making the theme something food-related, but insisting on making it some kind of science fiction.

I don’t know if Mengmeng thought of drawing anything.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Mengmeng in the back row, but saw that Mengmeng had already picked up the crayon and started drawing, as if he had already thought about it.

"This this……"

The little fat man opened his mouth wide.

Art teacher Cang Shuxue was secretly worried: "Mengmeng, this is a formal competition. You only have one chance. You should think it through before you draw. Didn't the teacher tell you?"

She thought Mengmeng was afraid of not having enough time, so she hurriedly started writing without thinking clearly.

This scene was also seen by many people. Everyone was shocked at first, and then sneered secretly, even the three judges on the judges' bench were no exception.

The parents waiting outside couldn't help but look at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled and said nothing.

at the same time.

In the manor behind the Jinling Art Museum, several big names in the art world also paid attention to the competition through the big screen.

When they saw that Mengmeng was the first to paint, many people shook their heads: "Painting requires calmness. If you are so impetuous, you are destined to have no future!"

As the first painter in Jinling, Wu Wenshan closed his eyes and meditated, as if he was indifferent to everything.

After all, at this stage, there are only a handful of people in the world who can compete with him in the art of painting, so how can he be interested in competitions between children?

If it weren't for Zhao Yang of the Zhao family, he wouldn't be here today.

At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Look, what is that girl doll drawing?"

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(PS: Chapter 1, also, the reason why I stopped these two days is because I ate bad food, had a stomachache, and was exhausted. I want to say sorry to everyone, and I will make up for the missed chapters later.)