"Those thousands of skewed pottery pieces he made, the strangely shaped silver plates, and the works even the ghost couldn't understand — aren't they all just to fool the laymen."
Elder Cao shook his head, speaking disdainfully.
"Pablo is the name of Pablo Picasso."
"When Elder Cao was young, he had contact with Picasso himself in France, and the two were acquainted."
"At that time, Elder Cao had just won immense esteem in the Western art circle at the Autumn Gallery, while Picasso was in a period of reflecting on his career, preparing to reinterpret the styles of historical painting masters in a 'pastoral' phase."
"Rumor has it, the encounters between the two great painters were not very pleasant, with some friction in several ideologies."
"Oh, oh, oh, my ancestors, you can say this to me but definitely don't speak like this outside." Old Yang was somewhat panicky, "Critics can rant, but with your status, saying such things will stir up a storm."
