C458 Gallery Competition
C458 Gallery Competition
Upon closer inspection, Xue Tiangang discovered that he was a middle-aged uncle in his forties. He had a goatee, a square face, a peaked cap, and a grey vest.
"Mr. Xue, my sister meant no harm when she spoke. I hope you don't mind." Su Ming knew that this kind of artist had a weird habit that was hard for ordinary people to come by.
Xue Tiangang glanced at the two of them and disdainfully said, "It's just a little brat, I don't care at all."
The disdainful words caused Qing to feel extremely uncomfortable.
Qing had heard many stories about Xue Tiangang from her master.
Qing originally thought that a master would have a demeanor that was rarely seen. She didn't expect the other party to speak in such an overbearing manner. Unhappiness rose in her stubborn heart.
"Who's a shitty brat? You clearly drew nothing, yet you don't allow me to say it. You still think that a master is truly deceiving others." Qing was straightforward.
As soon as she said this, it immediately attracted unfriendly gazes from the crowd.
Although Xue Tiangang's reputation wasn't great, Fantasy's reputation was well-known both in China and abroad. In front of so many art fans, how could their idol be praised like this by many art fans?
"Little girl, your mouth is full of nonsense."
"Apologize!"
"I have to apologize!"
"You dare to say that Fantasy is not a big deal, what does a little brat like you know?"
Everyone shouted and glared at Qing.
It scared her so much that she hurriedly hid behind Su Ming.
Xue Tiangang frowned. Although he was unhappy, he still had a smile on his face.
"This little brother, your sister said that I am deceiving her by becoming a master. I wonder how she will come to such a conclusion?" In front of so many people, Xue Tiangang naturally wouldn't ruin his image. However, he refused to accept it in his heart. After all these years, no one had ever called him a master.
"Mr. Xue, the child's mouth is open. I apologize on his behalf." Su Ming said sincerely.
"Apologize? You think you're worthy? " Xue Tiangang snorted coldly.
"Brother Ming has already apologized to you, why are you still like this?" Qing interrupted.
Xue Tiangang stared and scolded: "Apologize to me, are you worthy? You dare to say my words at my art exhibition without the taste of a master, what do you two ignorant fools know? "What I'm talking about is art. Ordinary people like you don't even know how to understand it!"
"Who said we don't understand? Your art is just a random drawing! " Qing panicked and didn't think much about it.
That one sentence made Xue Tiangang's face turn red. He glared with his eyes wide open and frowned, wishing that he could eat these two people.
"Security, security, kick these two out!" Ever since Xue Tiangang became famous, he had never experienced this before, not to mention in front of so many fans.
If he didn't chase these two troublemakers out, how would he have any face?
The four security guards ran in from outside and quickly ran to Xue Tiangang's side.
"Master Xue, what's going on?" the security chief asked.
Xue Tiangang pointed at the two people, "The two of them are causing trouble in the gallery, kick them out!"
"What right do you have to coax us? We're buying a ticket, and we didn't cause any trouble. We only said that your painting was bad, is that also wrong?" Qing was straightforward. She had heard that Xue Tiangang knelt at the foot of the mountain and begged her master Chen to teach him how to paint. Since Master Chen had no other choice, she taught him a hand.
He didn't expect that after learning something and forgetting his ancestors, not only did he become a master, he even allowed others to criticize him. This was truly infuriating.
"What did you say?" You didn't cause trouble? "You're talking nonsense about Fantasy's work, and you even got into a quarrel with everyone. Isn't that a problem?" Xue Tiangang said in a crooked manner, intentionally changing the topic.
The group of fans on the side naturally did not look at Qing. They started talking all at once about the two of them causing trouble and criticized Fantasy's reputation.
When the security guard heard this, it was quite impressive. Fantasy's exhibition claimed to be famous. Their gallery manager had specifically instructed him to ensure that nothing happened during the exhibition.
"What are you all doing? Get those two out of here! " Xue Tiangang urged.
The leader of the security guards did not dare to anger the Great Master. He went up and politely said, "You two are not welcome here. Please leave now."
"We bought a ticket, why should we leave?" Qing panicked.
"You are disrupting the order of the exhibition, so please cooperate with us." The security chief made another inviting gesture.
Su Ming looked at Qing who was about to say something, but the little girl threw her ticket on the ground, "What big matter? It's all fake. It wasn't good enough and you still want to be a master. If you have the ability, compete with me, Brother Ming."
Although it looked like he was angry, Xue Tiangang took it seriously.
Being insulted by a shitty brat in front of so many people, Xue Tiangang was already furious. If it wasn't for his identity as a celebrity, he would have already scolded the two of them and chased them out.
"Little girl, what did you say? Do you want me to compare myself to this gentleman next to you? It can't be that you're still dreaming, right? " Xue Tiangang was very conceited. Ever since he received the broadcast from that hermit master, he had never put anyone in his eyes.
His art was Van Gogh, Picasso, and, more than that, above these artists.
"Why haven't I woken up yet? Do you dare to compete?" Qing was very confident. She had once heard her master Chen say that Su Ming had 80% of his Successor Disciple knowledge. It could be said that in this world, the number of people who could compare to Su Ming was very few.
Why would the confident Qing place Xue Tiangang in her eyes? With her master's backing, even if the other party was a famous European artist, he would not be afraid.
Because everything can be settled with Brother Ming.
"Hahaha, little girl, are you teasing me? Compared to a young man, don't you think that's a joke? " Xue Tiangang did not put Su Ming and Qing in his eyes at all.
"He's not joking, do you dare to compete?" Su Ming finally opened his mouth.
He had clearly seen what Xue Tiangang had drawn. It was exactly what his master, that old man Chen, had sketched on the mud when he had nothing better to do.
To tell the truth, it was children and mud, scribbling.
"Hahaha."
Xue Tiangang felt like he had met a fool today. No one, be it at home or abroad, had ever dared to challenge him like this.
It could even be said that no one dared to compete with him in a work of art.
The young man in front of her looked to be in his twenties. At such a young age, he could understand art.
"Little girl, are you sure you want him to compete with me?" Xue Tiangang mocked.
"Let's compete." Qing turned to look at Su Ming, "Brother Ming, do you dare to compete?"
Qing's sincere eyes made Su Ming have no room to refuse.
"Why would I not dare!" Su Ming smiled.
Hearing what the young man said, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter. It was a joke.
Who was Fantasy? He was a rising star in the art festival and had a good name for Little Van Gogh in Europe.
Today, in the country, if a small youth dared to compare with him, it would be a huge joke.
"Alright, since you two want to compete, then I will make you two concede defeat wholeheartedly. However, before this competition, I have a condition." Xue Tiangang didn't want to let the two young men get away with it.
"What condition?" Qing asked.
Xue Tiangang looked at the two of them and said: "It's very simple. If you lose, apologize to me, then scram out of the gallery."
"And if you lose?" Qing asked.
"I lost? Do you think that's possible? " Xue Tiangang smiled confidently.
Su Ming pulled Qing over. "That may not be the case."
"Then what do you think about my loss?" Xue Tiangang said in disdain.
Su Ming looked at the gallery and said, "If you lose, take away all the paintings in the gallery and write that Xue Tiangang is a fake master and Su Ming is a real master. Do you dare?"
"What did you say?" Xue Tiangang frowned. If it wasn't for his high self-restraint, he would have jumped up and scolded her.
"What, you don't dare to do it in front of so many people?" Su Ming purposely teased him.
Xue Tiangang suppressed the flames and said, "What's there to be afraid of? Su Ming, right? I'll compete with you today."
"Alright, then I shall see the real deal." Su Ming was not afraid at all.
The match between Fantasy and Su Ming soon spread throughout the gallery. The painting fans who came to watch the show were shocked to the point that they couldn't believe it.
The manager of the gallery came over and cleared the main hall for the security guard to prepare a drawing board and a painting brush.
To be able to see a master painter painting on the spot was an honor that many people yearned for even in their dreams.
Nearly a hundred people were gathered in the hall. Su Ming and Xue Tiangang looked at the drawing board in front of them. The two of them turned their heads and looked at each other. The thick smell of gunpowder silently spread out.
Many people took out their phones to record this historic moment.
In order to increase his income, the gallery manager had actually turned on his mobile phone to broadcast live through a shaky tone.
Suddenly, Su Ming's match with Master Fantasy hit the headlines.
The internet was in an uproar.
Fantasy's reputation could be said to be like a hurricane in the literary circle. In recent years, Xue Tiangang, with Fantasy's stage name, has participated in many European abstract art exhibitions and achieved remarkable achievements.
When they heard that Fantasy was competing with an ordinary youth of unknown origin, the netizens instantly exploded. They couldn't believe that this was real.
Life gallery is full of visitors to the exhibition, can be lucky to encounter such a wonderful competition, let many visitors' heart surge.
Fantasy, the rising master of art in recent years, is the pride of the Chinese art world.