Supreme Hidden Dragon in the City
Chapter 76: Live Drawing

Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Live Drawing

Su Qingyan walked up to several paintings and examined them closely, nodding involuntarily, "Although Sun Jiancheng is utterly despicable, I must admit that his paintings are indeed very good."

She turned to look at Chen Fan and found that he was standing there in a daze, somewhat puzzled, "Chen Fan, what’s wrong with you?"

Chen Fan snapped back to reality and took out his cell phone, dialing Manager Sun’s number.

"Mr. Chen, what can I do for you?" Manager Sun’s courteous voice came through.

Chen Fan asked, "What’s the name of the person responsible for cleaning up the trash recycling bins in the community?"

Manager Sun answered, "His name is Sun Jiancheng, a distant relative of mine that I barely have contact with. Mr. Chen, do you need him for something?"

"Do you have time right now?" Chen Fan countered.

"Yes," Manager Sun said immediately.

"Good, then come to the City Art Gallery." Chen Fan hung up the phone, already having a clear idea of what was really going on.

He glanced at Su Qingyan and Shen Lingdie, "These paintings weren’t painted by Sun Jiancheng at all!"

Su Qingyan and Shen Lingdie both looked surprised, not understanding why Chen Fan would say such a thing.

At that moment, Sun Jiancheng was proudly explaining a painting on the wall to Qin Lan and a group of people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this ’Qingyun Painting’ was created during a period when I was depressed and unrecognized. What I wanted to express was the aspiration to ascend swiftly and soar through the clouds. It marks the beginning of my painting career, which is why I named it after Qingyun..." Sun Jiancheng spoke eloquently.

Everyone looked at Sun Jiancheng with admiration in their eyes.

Qin Lan stood proudly, as if she also had a share in Master Qingyun’s road to fame.

Just then, Chen Fan walked over and said loudly, "Sun Jiancheng, you really have some nerve, claiming others’ paintings as your own. Don’t you have any shame at all?"

All eyes turned towards Chen Fan, looking puzzled.

Sun Jiancheng’s complexion drastically changed. How did this loser find out his secret?

Suppressing the panic in his heart, he glared at Chen Fan, "Nonsense! Where is security? Get this man out of here immediately!"

Qin Lan, with a mockingly gaze, explained to the crowd, "Don’t pay any attention to this lunatic. He used to be a servant in my house before being kicked out, and he’s been harboring a grudge ever since, causing trouble for me and Master Qingyun at every turn. He’s just jealous of Master Qingyun’s talent, so he’s come here to make trouble."

The crowd understood and cast despising looks at Chen Fan.

"So he’s just jealous of Master Qingyun’s talent and deliberately causing trouble. Such a person is truly despicable."

"He’s trash himself and can’t stand to see others do well. Really disgusting."

...

Chen Fan looked at Sun Jiancheng coldly, "Don’t have the guts to admit it?"

Sun Jiancheng sneered, "Admit what? If these paintings aren’t mine, you’re suggesting they’re yours?"

"Exactly!" Chen Fan said, unfazed, "All the paintings here were done by me, and you’re nothing but a thief!"

The crowd erupted in shock.

Su Qingyan and Shen Lingdie looked stunned.

Sun Jiancheng and Qin Lan, after a moment of astonishment, burst into laughter.

"Did you all hear what this guy said? He claims all these paintings are his work! My God, this has got to be the biggest joke I’ve ever heard in my life. If this loser could produce such paintings, I’ll eat my hat!" Qin Lan said, holding her stomach.

Sun Jiancheng stared at Chen Fan with a cold smile, "I thought you had some clever way to cause me trouble, but it turns out you’re just here to embarrass yourself?"

"Chen Fan, everyone knows what you’re like. Please, stop the comedy here, will you?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and stared at Sun Jiancheng, "Since you’re so confident that these paintings are your own work, why don’t we paint on the spot and let everyone judge for themselves who really did these paintings? Do you dare?"

Sun Jiancheng suddenly panicked, his smile vanishing in an instant.

He couldn’t paint at all, and a live painting demonstration would surely give him away.

He was trying to think of a way to refuse Chen Fan’s proposal.

Suddenly, Qin Lan let out a cold laugh, "What’s there to be afraid of? Master Qingyun’s reputation is beyond doubt. Surely he’s not scared of your little challenge?"

She turned her head and looked at Sun Jiancheng, her face brimming with confidence, "Right, my dear?"

Sun Jiancheng’s face turned green, and he glared at Qin Lan, wishing he could slap this foolish woman several times.

Everyone was looking at Sun Jiancheng with anticipation.

Sun Jiancheng’s forehead was covered in sweat, and he forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

At this point, he could only muster the courage to agree, "Yes... yes, painting on the spot is painting on the spot. Do I look like I’m scared of him?"

Everyone clapped their hands.

Soon, someone brought over two tables and prepared the painting tools.

Chen Fan and Sun Jiancheng each stood in front of a table.

Sun Jiancheng felt extremely uneasy inside, "How does this waste know these paintings aren’t mine? How can he be so confident? Could it be that he really knows how to paint?"

At that moment, Chen Fan picked up his brush and started to create on the paper.

Sun Jiancheng watched Chen Fan’s professional posture; his heart grew ever more anxious.

Many people around noticed that Sun Jiancheng hadn’t made a move and started to whisper among themselves.

"Why isn’t Master Qingyun moving his brush?"

"Yeah, why is he just standing there not moving? He seems quite panicked."

"Could these paintings really not be his work?"

...

Seeing this, Qin Lan scolded, "What do you know? Master Qingyun is merely brewing his feelings. Once he’s done, he’s bound to create a world-shocking masterpiece!"

Sun Jiancheng glanced at Qin Lan and cursed inwardly, "Thank you very much, you and your whole family!"

Under pressure, he finally had no choice but to reluctantly pick up the brush.

An hour later.

Chen Fan put down his brush and lifted up his completed work for everyone to see.

It was a landscape painting.

Majestic and with a far-reaching artistic conception.

The onlookers were all shocked and immensely surprised upon seeing this painting.

This kind of artistic conception, apart from Master Qingyun, simply no second person could achieve!

In contrast to Sun Jiancheng.

At that moment, his entire body was soaked in sweat, and his complexion turned somewhat pale.

Although everyone tried not to disturb the two painters during the process, many had already noticed Sun Jiancheng’s problem.

Someone couldn’t wait any longer and went up to the table, lifting Sun Jiancheng’s painting, "Ladies and gentlemen, this guy can’t paint at all. He’s been impersonating Master Qingyun!"

All eyes were then concentrated on Sun Jiancheng’s painting.

It was a picture of chicks pecking at grains.

The chickens in it were even less cute than those a three-year-old child might draw.

Many people couldn’t help but laugh.

"My son paints better than this. He’s impersonating Master Qingyun. No wonder someone would step forward to question him!"

"Exactly, this fraudster, deceiving our feelings. This gentleman here is the real Master Qingyun!"

"If it weren’t for live painting, I’d have been deceived by him too. He even dared to steal Master Qingyun’s works for an exhibition, completely shameless!"

...

Chen Fan turned his head towards Sun Jiancheng, "What else do you have to say in your defense now?"