Rong City.
Suqiu Pavilion was the base camp, and it gathered the current generation of the Dragon Country, all the major fields of the literary world, and a generation of great people.
Traditional Chinese culture: Chinese painting, calligraphy, tea ceremony, zither, etc.
A generation of famous people had all gathered here.
"Nonsense. How can a young man replace the Huaxia civilization and gamble with those people from Fusang?”
When the people present heard Yang Peiyuan talk about what happened two days ago, they all frowned.
"That young man is called Ling Chen? Which family are you from?"
Su Yuming, the master of traditional Chinese painting, frowned and asked.
"It doesn't matter which family Ling Chen is from, but there's something I have to make clear to everyone. Ling Chen has a close relationship with the director of the Palace Museum, Qin Shanhe, Elder Qin!”
" I've been in contact with Old Qin for the past two days," Yang Peiyuan said seriously." He told me that if Ling Chen were to deal with the Fusang people, there would be no need to worry at all."”
What the hell!
Hearing this, the expressions of the experts changed drastically.
Qin Shanhe was the director of the Palace Museum. He was also a master of Chinese traditional painting. He had extraordinary attainments in the study of many ancient cultures.
Such a big shot actually gave such a high evaluation to a young man?
Moreover, this time, the Fusang cultural exchange mission had sent many experts!
Including people like Bunkun Koizumi, he was comparable to the number one person in Fusang culture.
Who knew what secret weapon the other party had prepared? Could a young man alone resist this group of aggressive Fusang people?
Yang Peiyuan saw the confusion in everyone's eyes. He hesitated for a moment before he said,"
"Old Qin also told me something.”
"He said that Ling Chen is even more terrifying than Qin!”
Boom!
Everyone was petrified!
Coincidentally, at this moment.
Yue Nishang led Ling Chen and her best friend Xia Fanxing into the tea room.
Xia Fanxing was very nervous. She was the one who wanted to come, and since she knew about such a big event, she couldn't miss it, and it involved Ling Chen!
Xia Fanxing now had a different understanding of this man.
He was simply a treasure boy, full of secrets!
"Ling Chen, let me introduce you."
Yue Nishang had already greeted the two of them before she came. She had a serious expression as she pointed at the famous figures and cultural leaders present, and solemnly introduced them to Ling Chen.
"The Chinese Art Master Zhang Han is a disciple of the Chinese Art Master Fu Baoshi!”
Fu Baoshi was the most influential Chinese painting master in the Dragon Country in recent times. The works he collaborated with Guan Shanyue were so beautiful that they were still hanging on the wall of the Great Hall.
As for Zhang Han, as Fu Baoshi's direct disciple, his attainments in Chinese arts were already beyond words.
Zhang Han curiously nodded at Ling Chen.
Having been immersed in Chinese art for many years, he could feel something different about Ling Chen.
"Young man, you can do it."
The nearly 60-year-old Zhang Han stood up and gave Ling Chen a slight bow as an encouragement.
What the hell!
"Master Zhang, do you think so highly of this young man?”
The others were all shocked. They could tell that Zhang Han was actually on the same level as Ling Chen!
Ling Chen slightly smiled, returning the gesture.
Yue Nishang suppressed her shock and introduced the others to Ling Chen.
Dong Wenfang, Master of Pear Garden, Lu Gechen, Master of Chinese Medicine, Shen Shanting, Master of Calligraphy, and Li Hansong, President of the Chinese Taoist Association.
There were more than ten contemporary masters who were leading figures in the other major cultural fields!
Everyone looked at Ling Chen curiously.
After the pleasantries, Dong Wenfang asked directly,"Young man, are you confident in dealing with those Fusang people?”
"Naturally."
Ling Chen said calmly.
"What are you proficient in?”
Lu Gechen, the master of traditional Chinese medicine, asked again.
Ling Chen thought for a while, then said,"They are all very smart."”
"Good fellow!"
"This kid is really arrogant!"
When the masters heard this, they all frowned slightly.
If it weren't for the enemy, they would have taught this young man a lesson and let him know not to be so arrogant.
After all, in ancient times, a gentleman was modest.
However, to Ling Chen, this was the truth. Moreover, he had a lot of things in his mind, so why would he care about what others thought?
Ling Chen knew that his words had displeased the seniors, so he immediately walked to the side.
He was like an old god, and there was actually no trace of seriousness on his face.
Yang Peiyuan and the others did not know whether to laugh or cry. Today was a major event for the Dragon Country. For everyone present, it was a matter of honor and a major event to defend the Chinese civilization!
"Isn't this kid looking down on us too much?”
"Even if Old Qin thinks highly of him, with the enemy in front of him, his attitude is too frivolous!”
Everyone was discussing.
The people from the Fusang cultural exchange delegation had arrived.
With Wada Masao and Koizumi Fumikun as the leaders, a group of people arrived at Suqiu Pavilion.
Fortunately, Suqiu Pavilion's teahouse occupied an area of three acres and had three floors. That was why there were more than a hundred people present.
When they saw the Fusang people, the famous figures were still a little better. Some of the nearby onlookers and the Chinese who had heard the news and rushed over to watch the show glared at this group of Fusang people.
"Humph!"
"Baka!"
"Dragon Country, is this how you treat your guests?”
Wada Masao sneered and stood up to scan the scene.
"Alright, everyone, retreat. Let this group of Fusang people in.”
Yang Peiyuan stood up and said indifferently.
The people from the Dragon Country made way for him.
Wada Masao, Koizumi Fumikun, and the others entered Suqiu Pavilion without changing their expressions.
"Mr. Yang, we're here."
Bunnikun Koizumi walked out and then swept his gaze across the crowd.
Finally, he looked at Ling Chen, and his eyes lit up.
"Young man, we have come as promised!”
"Today's competition will determine who is stronger!"
Facing the Fusang people's provocative gazes, Ling Chen slowly stood up and smiled,""Bunki-kun Koizumi, how do you want to compete?”
" The first round, Chinese traditional arts!"
Bunkikun Koizumi enunciated each word.
"Yes."
Ling Chen nodded.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's gazes suddenly shot over.
Everyone from the Dragon Country was feeling uneasy and extremely nervous.
Yang Peiyuan, Zhang Han, and the other famous figures suddenly had a thought.
Why?
Dean Qin Shanhe would say that this young man was better than the Qin who swept through Fusang three years ago! And even more terrifying?
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