When Wu Chuang and the members of the Association heard this, they lowered their heads and held back their laughter. Their shoulders kept shaking.
Qi Wenshi's face alternated between green and white, like a color palette. No one knew whether he was embarrassed or angry.
He glared at Qin Churou.
Qin Churou's face was pale. She slowly moved toward Qi Wenshi.
If others said that Qi Wenshi couldn't paint, Qi Wenshi would definitely retort back.
However, this was Old Master Lu, the number one artist in the painting industry. Now, one of his paintings had been sold for a sky-high price.
Qi Wenshi couldn't refute Old Master Lu's words.
"Let's go." Qi Wenshi's tone was very unpleasant.
Qi Wenshi and Qin Churou left.
Wu Chong stepped forward and said, "Old Master Lu, do you think it's possible to let Sheng join our Association? Don't worry, our Association will not mistreat her."
