Entertainment: I am called dad by seven genius babies

Before everyone could recover from the excitement of finding the truth from the clues in the painting, they found...

The original author who made them excited and mysterious was standing behind them....Look at their stupid behavior!

Zhang Zifeng covered her face. She was too ashamed to see Mr. Ye. Thinking back to their series of reactions just now, they were really stupid!

Peng Peng opened his mouth wide, and the excitement on his face had not yet subsided. He was completely stunned.

Mr. Ye...Is it the original author?

They have been looking for him here for a long time, but he is right here.

This is too embarrassing!

Teacher Huang and Teacher He's faces are as red as monkeys' butts.

They really lost face in front of Mr. Ye today!

But who would have thought that Mr. Ye, who plays the piano well, cooks well, and can also compose...Or a painter? ?

The audience in the live broadcast room went crazy:

"Oh my god??? Mr. Ye is the author of this painting?"

"I said this angle looks so familiar, isn’t it the Manyuan Village I saw at Mr. Ye’s house yesterday?"

"Mr. Ye can also paint Chinese paintings?"

"Oh my god, it was Qianqian who bought the painting worth 30 million, just to copy it?"

"Qianqian is so good! What a good child!...That's not right! Damn, this painting belongs to Mr. Ye!"

"Mr. Ye, please tell me directly, what else can you do? I am at a loss!"

"My head split open at that moment. When I saw my hands, I felt like they were just for show."

"Mr. Ye's hands are used for painting, playing the piano, and writing music, but my hands can only wipe shit!"

"I guessed it right!!!"

"I rely on...So, Mr. Ye is a wealthy man who can paint!".......

It's not that it's hard to believe that Ye Fang is the author of the original painting, but Ye Fang has brought too many shocks to everyone in just two days.

Now there is an even more shocking one, and they are a little powerless....

It's not that they don't want to believe it, it's that they don't dare to believe it!

If it's true, then Mr. Ye...He is simply a god!

For a moment, everyone had different expressions, and Mr. Lu was the most shocked. He was quite excited just now, but now he was confused.

He thought that the person who could draw that work with such an open-minded artistic conception should be an old gentleman with a gray beard, older than himself, who had spent decades immersed in improving his painting skills and had a fairy-like temperament....

The painting by this young man who couldn't be any younger? ?

It kind of shattered Mr. Lu's worldview. All the masters of Chinese painting he had come into contact with were over 60 years old....

"Mr. Ye...You shouldn't be thirty years old, right?" Mr. Lu asked hesitantly.

"

This year I am twenty-seven." Teacher Huang answered for him....

Mr. Lu fell into silence...

The scene fell into a dead silence.

Tang Qianqian was dumbfounded and could not detect the strange atmosphere at the scene. She tilted her head and asked her father:

"Dad, is my drawing good looking?"

"Very good."Ye Fang's face was full of the natural pride of a father for his daughter's achievement.

Ye Fang was never proud of how well he painted, but his daughter was only five years old and had already reached such a level, which was very advanced.

Although it was extremely shocking to others, he thought there were still many minor flaws.

But with a little adjustment and teaching, with Qianqian's talent, improvement would be a matter of minutes.

""Mu~" Tang Qianqian showed a cute smile and kissed her father on the cheek.

After working hard to copy for a long time, it was all worth it to get a compliment from her father!

Tang Qianqian thought of an important thing again, turned around and looked at Grandpa Lu.

"Grandpa Lu brought Qianqian to Manyuan Village for travel expenses and food, but Qianqian didn't give Grandpa Lu any money."

"Grandpa Lu doesn't seem to like Qianqian's painting..."

It's not grievance, but a little worry on her silly little face.

If Grandpa Lu doesn't like it, then it can't be used as food money and travel expenses.

She whispered:"Qianqian has no money to give to Grandpa Lu, what should I do?..."

She supported her head with her hands and fell into deep thought.

Obviously, this question bothered this little cutie. The only thing on her that was worth money was the painting, but Grandpa Lu wanted Daddy's painting.

But Daddy's painting was very important to Qianqian, and if she couldn't give it to Grandpa Lu, how could she repay Grandpa Lu?

Seeing Qianqian's troubled look, the audience in the live broadcast room were so cute:

"Qianqian, can you please not be so cute?"

"Suddenly I realized that there are many kinds of cuteness...Smart Yaoyao is so cute, and silly and naive Qianqian is so cute too!"

"What should I do? I feel like I like five girls at the same time!"

"Are you a pervert? I'm only five years old!!!"

"Oh, God, please let me have such a lovely daughter!"

"Qianqian is a good child!"........

Ye Fang patted Tang Qianqian's troubled head and smiled at Mr. Lu:"I didn't expect that this painting would be spread outside."

"This is a draft I drew when I was practicing Chinese painting....

"At that time, I gave it to an old man in the village who was passing by...."

After saying that, Ye Fang also had a helpless smile on his face.

There were also boring times in the five years. Ye Fang had nothing to do, so he picked up a paintbrush and started learning Chinese painting.

It happened that morning, the morning mist was lingering and the scenery was beautiful. Ye Fang took the scene on the spot and painted the morning scene of Manyuan Village.

But there were some flaws, so Ye Fang crumpled it into a ball and threw it away, and it was picked up by an old man who was preparing to farm.

The old man didn't understand ink painting, but just thought that the paper was good for burning firewood, so he picked it up.

Who would have thought that a backpacker who was staying overnight saw the painting and immediately bought it for 50,000 yuan.

Afterwards, the old man mentioned it to him and said that he would give him the money.

How could Ye Fang accept it? He rejected the old man's kindness and forgot about this insignificant thing in the past five years.

Unexpectedly, this painting was sold at a high price of nearly 30 million at the auction.

Ye Fang looked puzzled:"Is this painting worth this price?"

He did not understand the standard and valuation of Chinese paintings. At first, he imitated the paintings of ancient celebrities, but later he improved his standards and developed his own style....

However, he only thought that his Chinese painting was pretty good, but he didn't know what level it was at.....

Mr. Lu almost vomited blood at this sentence.

"This is...This is a scrap..."

It reached the top level of Chinese painting, but it was just a waste? ?

If Mr. Huang and others didn't understand Ye Fang's personality, they would have doubted it....He is forcing himself!