At this time, Zeng Lei was like a mad dog that was driven into panic, no matter what, he would bite Yan Zhengsong fiercely.

Everyone around him was dumbfounded and amazed.

We went out with the big sword together, and even found ten princesses at once, as well as the deal to bribe the judges with one million dollars, just to help our daughter get the special prize.

One after another, these things simply refreshed everyone's outlook on life, and people couldn't help but sigh, the expensive industry is really chaotic!

Zhai Baishi and the others were also completely furious. They looked at Yan Zhengsong and shouted coldly: "How about it? What else do you have to say now!"

At this point, Yan Zhengsong also knew that he could no longer fool him, so he hurriedly said with a bitter look on his face: "Mr. Zhai, calm down, I... I also love my daughter very much, that's why I took this step!"

"You love your daughter so much?" Zhai Baishi was furious, "You love your daughter so much that you can use such despicable means to ruin other people's artistic careers?!"

"You are such a piece of rubbish, you are in vain to be a father and a teacher!"

"I will now announce as the president of the Dragon Kingdom Art Association that from today on, you two will be expelled from the Dragon Kingdom Art Association!"

"And your daughter's Rising Star Cup special prize must also be taken back. The Rising Star Cup special prize will be re-evaluated and re-issued by us!"

Upon hearing the news, Yan Zhengsong and Zeng Lei suddenly looked desperate, as if they were mourning for their heirs.

Being expelled from the Dragon Kingdom Art Association is equivalent to announcing that they have been completely banned by the Dragon Kingdom art world.

From now on, there is no place for them in the art world of Long Kingdom!

There was a roar of applause from the surrounding crowd.

Based on what Yan Zhengsong and Zeng Lei did today, it is entirely his own fault to be banned, and death is not a pity!

Yan Yueke was unhappy at this moment and roared: "Why! The special prize of the Rising Star Cup is already mine, why should you take it back from me!"

Zhang Lingzhi snorted, pointed at Yan Yueke and yelled, "You little girl, you really don't have any shame! How did you get this special prize? Don't you have any idea in your mind?"

"You still have the nerve to ask why? You said why, just because you have a good father who can turn out to be a princess in one breath!"

When everyone heard this, they almost burst out laughing.

This old lady with Ganoderma lucidum looks quite funny despite her age.

Yan Yueke was still unconvinced and said confidently: "So what if my dad made a mistake? It was his mistake, what does it have to do with me?"

"Don't think that I don't know how you feel about it. Don't you just want to take back my Rising Star Cup special prize and give it to you, a good disciple?"

"With your unclean hands and feet, you still dare to call my father a piece of garbage. I don't think you can be any cleaner!"

If an ordinary person were in this situation, they would probably have no shame in staying here.

But Yan Yue is different. She has been pampered and raised by her father Yan Zhengsong since she was a child. She has long developed the temperament of an arrogant and domineering young lady. She feels that everyone owes her and always feels that she is awesome.

She doesn't even look down on seniors like Zhai Baishi and Zhang Lingzhi, so it's not surprising at all that she can say something like this at this moment.

Zhang Lingzhi was also very angry at Yan Yueke's shameless attitude.

"I'm such a bad temper! Where are my shoes? See if I don't use my 40's shoes, I'll slap you in the 38's mouth!!"

Zhang Lingzhi was so angry that he flew into a rage. He was nearly ninety years old, carrying a broken shoe, but he jumped three feet high and was about to slap Yan Yueke in the face.

There is no other well-known old artist who was so angry by Yan Yueke that he took off on the spot!

Fortunately, Liu Tieshan and Zhao Baofeng on the side stopped Zhang Lingzhi in time and prevented the farce from happening.

However, Yan Yueke, who had escaped the disaster, not only did not restrain himself at all, but became even more proud, and looked at Zhang Lingzhi with a sarcastic smile.

From Yan Yueke's point of view, this Rising Star Cup special prize is completely in her pocket. Even if the King of Heaven comes, don't try to take it away from her!

At this time, Chen Dong stood up with a smile on his face and looked at Yan Yueke with a half-smile but not a smile, "You woman, you really can't give up until you see the Yellow River! Since you still dare to covet the special prize of the Rising Star Cup, then

No one else is to blame!”

Yan Yueke sneered, "Who are you trying to scare, you idiot? What else do you want to do to me? You can still eat me!"

Chen Dong chuckled lightly, "Don't get me wrong, I like to be clean and I never eat shit!"

"Hahahaha..." As soon as Chen Dong said this, the scene burst into laughter.

Even Zhang Lingzhi, who was originally furious, was smiling from ear to ear, and his dentures almost fell out.

interesting!

This young man is really interesting!

Yan Yueke was extremely angry, "You idiot, who are you calling shit? If you have the guts, say it again!"

Chen Dong looked calm and sneered: "Am I wrong? You obviously have no ability at all, but you still insist on participating in some competition."

"I asked your dad to ghostwrite, and he also tried to find connections for you and open back doors. In the end, my skills were still inferior to others."

"You said, you are not shit, who is?"

Everyone around him immediately heard important information from Chen Dong's words.

Ghostwriting?

In other words, Yan Yueke's "Jade Back" was not painted by Yan Yueke, but by her father Yan Zhengsong for her?

This... this is so shameless!

Being poked into his weak spot by Chen Dong, Yan Yueke's momentum immediately weakened, and he bit the bullet and said: "You... stop biting people here! You said that my painting was ghostwritten by my father, do you have any evidence?

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"You dare to talk nonsense without evidence. Believe it or not, I will sue you for defamation!"

Everyone was also a little worried.

It is generally difficult to provide evidence for things like ghostwriting. I am afraid that this young man really cannot compete with Yan Yueke.

Chen Dong smiled and said with a relaxed expression: "Don't you just want evidence? I'll give you the evidence!"

With that said, Chen Dong simultaneously projected "Jade Back" and Yan Zhengsong's previous works onto the big screen.

"These two works, one is your father's previous work "Out of the Bath", and the other is your "Jade Back"."

"Everyone, look here, here, and here!"

While talking, Chen Dong marked a dozen locations on the two paintings at once.

Then he said: "These positions, whether it is brushstrokes, volume, light and shade, and color, are almost exactly the same!"

"If I say it was not painted by the same person, will anyone believe it?"

When everyone saw the location marked by Chen Dong, they all exclaimed in surprise.

These viewers all have a certain level of painting skills.

From the positions in front of us, it is obvious that they all have great similarities, and are obviously made by the same person.

So, the current situation is already obvious.

This "Jade Back" was indeed ghostwritten by Yan Zhengsong!

Zhang Lingzhi was completely proud now, "You little girl, aren't you quite capable? Can you try again?"

Everyone thought that with the ironclad facts in front of them, Yan Yue would have nothing to say.

Unexpectedly, they still underestimated Yan Yueke's shamelessness.

I only heard Yan Yueke say confidently: "So what if the brush strokes are the same, so what if the volume and feel are the same?"

"My painting ability was originally taught by my father. Is it strange that our styles are the same?"

"You're just a country bumpkin who doesn't understand anything. You're making such a fuss here. You really don't know how to pretend to understand!"

Everyone was speechless for a while. This Yan Yueke was so thick-skinned that it really exceeded their imagination.

Chen Dong was not in a hurry, nodded, and said with a smile: "You are right, I really don't understand. Why don't you teach me how you painted "Jade Back"?"

With that said, Chen Dong took out a pencil from his pocket and handed it to Yan Yueke.

Yan Yueke looked at the pen and then at Chen Dong, with a confused look on his face.
Chapter completed!