Chapter 907

The unprecedented mental blow made Cai Zhongmou fascinated.

He ran forward madly, pointing at Shen Fei and talking nonsense.

However, the preface does not follow the words, in short, it is a bitter claim that the picture of the lady is not painted by Shen Fei.

Unfortunately, this is not what it used to be. Master Cai is no longer the “master” of the past. Even the most ironic fan has already quietly stood on Shen Fei’s side.

Everyone looked at Cai Zhongmou indifferently, as if watching a clown dancing.

Of course Cai Zhongmou was not crazy, he just didn’t see Shen Fei’s painting process.

In the past hour, he hadn’t regarded Shen Fei as a thing at all.

What kind of masterpiece can a young man with no hair grow?

It’s just a dream…

With this mindset, Cai Zhongmou didn’t look at Shen Fei from the beginning.

He sat at the back drinking tea leisurely, thinking only how he could add fuel to the fire after the trickery succeeded, causing Shen Fei to suffer the heaviest mental blow…

If Cai Zhongmou didn’t see it, it doesn’t mean that everyone didn’t.

On the contrary, Shen Fei’s strokes were seen in everyone’s eyes.

Ghostwriting?

Paint in advance?

It’s a fantasy.



Cai Zhongmou said this, didn’t he call everyone a fool?

The set of people that spent a lot of money and energy to build collapsed instantly, and Cai Zhongmou didn’t know why, so he caught everyone’s contemptuous look.

“What kind of master is this, because I used to think of him as a fan.”

“In this way, Cai Lao’er is not only sloppy in painting, but his character is also hard to describe in a word…”



“This kind of horse should be called a black sheep? Just now he deliberately asked young people to paint, and the conditions provided were harsh and unusual. He didn’t follow his good intentions at all, right?”

“Yeah, damn, I don’t have the skills, and I almost destroyed a real master. Fortunately, the youth has the strength, otherwise Cai Zhongmou will really succeed.”

“I have recorded the process, and now the Internet is very popular. Everyone is extremely disappointed with Cai Zhongmou. Now there is a lot of scolding on the Internet, not to mention it is too lively…”

“This kind of person should get far away. I feel sick now when I see the old guy!”

The passers-by did not hesitate, and in front of Cai Zhongmou, they gave a large number of special criticisms. He was red-faced when he heard it, and he wanted to find a crack to get in.

“Why, why is this?”

The unwilling Cai Zhongmou looked up to the sky and screamed, seeming to scold the sky for injustice…

Shen Fei curled his lips at him, and explained disdainfully: “Do you know why you have painted for a lifetime, but in the end you can’t even get a decent work?”

Everyone calmed down and listened to the speech of “Master Shen” honestly.

“Without him, only with heart. This is also what you lack the most!”

Cai Zhongmou was scolded for a moment, and his mind seemed to have received 10,000 critical hits, completely petrified into a statue.

“When we describe people, we like to talk about each other’s heart. This principle also applies to painting. Only when the heart is pure and charming can the paintings move people’s hearts. And you?”

Shen Fei took a step forward, and the momentum radiating from his body was like turbulent waves, which forced Cai Zhongmou to retreat again and again.

“You spend money to pack yourself, and you do everything for fame and fortune. In the bottom of my heart, I am afraid that I have forgotten the original intention of painting. You dare to call yourself a master? In my opinion, just find a kid who loves painting, and the strength is enough. Above you!”

Accompanied by the roar in his ears, Cai Zhongmou hurriedly attacked his heart, his eyes suddenly turned black, closed his eyes and fainted to the ground.


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