What kind of heart do you have?"

As soon as Zhang Mingyuan asked this, in an instant, everyone's eyes looked at He Jinyin.

Even Lin Zhennan's face was not particularly good.

He Jinyin smiled slightly and said, "I brought this blank piece of drawing paper here, I just want to paint a picture on the spot and give it to Mr. Lin as a birthday gift to express my heart." ”

Wow!

As soon as he said this, it was like thunder in the flat ground, causing an uproar at the scene.

Did I hear me right?

This little white face said that he wanted to paint a picture on the spot?

"Hahaha......" At this time, Zhang Mingyuan suddenly laughed.

He Jinyin couldn't help asking, "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for not knowing what to do, and at you for using this clumsy excuse to cover up your bad intentions. Zhang Mingyuan spread his hands and said: "You are a door-to-door son-in-law, a little white face who eats soft rice, do you know what painting is?"

What?

He's a door-to-door son-in-law?

A little white face who eats soft rice?

Just now, there were still many people who were not very clear about He Jinyin's identity.

Everyone still thinks that he is just an ordinary person who knows how to do medicine. Then I happened to save Mr. Lin Zhennan, so I was eligible to come to the birthday dinner. didn't expect that he was actually the son-in-law who ate soft rice.

Suddenly, He Jinyin gained a large wave of contemptuous eyes.

Lin Zhennan was also stunned, and asked suspiciously: "Doctor He, do you know how to draw?"

There were so many people at the scene, and no one thought that He Jinyin could paint.

There is only one person who has already widened his eyes and is ready to witness Mr. He's painting style again. And that person is naturally Mr. Ling Falcon, who knows the identity of the hero of He Jinyin Mask.

Nodding slightly, He Jinyin said, "I know a little bit about it." ”

"If you know a little bit about it, you dare to draw a picture for Uncle Lin? Zhang Mingyuan said disdainfully.

"Don't be embarrassed here, you actually have to paint in front of painting masters like Zhang Lao and Zhang Shao. ”

"It's really a big axe in front of Lu Ban. ”

"Don't pretend to be here, young man, don't always think about being in the limelight, be calm!"

“......”

Many people present, you and I said a word, and they opened their mouths one after another, thinking that He Jinyin would definitely not be able to draw anything.

Even Lin Zhennan didn't have much interest in watching him paint.

As for Lin Wansha, she was quite disappointed. She had a good impression of He Jinyin before. didn't expect He Jinyin to be this kind of showy person.

None of the people present wanted to see He Jinyin painting, and they were not interested.

Only Ling Falcon stood up and said, "Since Mr. He wants to paint, then please let him paint." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and ordered the waiter on the side: "You, hurry up and get the paintbrush!"

Ling Falcon is the owner of the hotel, so the waiter naturally listened to him and immediately went to do so.

Originally, under the rhythm of Zhang Mingyuan, everyone didn't want He Jinyin to paint.

However, Ling Falcon asked people to get paintbrushes, and it was not good for everyone not to give him face.

After all, Ling Falcon is also the head of one of the nine second-tier wealthy families in Jiangnan City, and he is also the owner of this Jiangnan Hotel.

After about a few minutes, the waiter found a paintbrush and handed it to Mr. Ling.

Mr. Ling Falcon, respectfully holding the paintbrush, handed it to He Jinyin with great anticipation.

He's... I am very eager to see Mr. He create again.

I don't know what kind of paintings Mr. He will create this time.

Will it surpass the last time, the 'nameless' painting that he put the finishing touch, will it surpass the picture of the Roc spreading its wings?

After He Jinyin took the brush, he looked around and groaned.

He's brewing.

In fact, in his heart, he had already thought about what he wanted to paint.

However, it is necessary to observe and brew again.

But others don't think he's brewing. Instead, I feel that he is playing tricks and wasting everyone's time.

At this time, Zhang Mingyuan pursed his lips and snorted coldly: "Pretending to be like a master, I even took the wrong way to hold the brush." If he could draw, I'd eat it!"

The others also looked at He Jinyin with disdain.

Even Lin Zhennan looked a little impatient.

Suddenly—

At this time, He Jinyin suddenly moved.

He took the paintbrush, then closed his eyes, and the brush in his hand, like a swimming snake, began to paint.

What the?

Drawing with your eyes closed?

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

In the crowd, someone shouted: "A person who pretends to be like this should really drive him out!"

Everybody can't get used to it.

However, only Ling Falcon's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Drawing with your eyes closed, oh my God, that's amazing, isn't it?

When He Jinyin's paintings reached the first scale, even Zhang Lao was surprised.

"This ...... This law is so familiar. Zhang Lao was surprised, he felt that this person's painting style was the same as the mask hero he had seen before.

Could it be that the person in front of him is... Is it a Mask Hero?

Zhang Lao thought of this possibility, and his heart was surging.

Now, though, he's not sure.

Because, the painting is not yet finished!

"Boom~~~~"

At this time, the paintbrush in He Jinyin's hand moved faster and faster. The paintings he paints are becoming more and more distinct.

Finally, about 10 minutes later. A picture is presented.

Mr. Zhang and Mr. Ling Ying couldn't wait and rushed forward.

Mr. Ling Falcon wants to see for the first time what this masterpiece painted by Mr. He will look like.

As for Zhang Lao, he wants to use this painting to determine whether this Mr. He is a mask hero or not.

Two people stepped forward and blocked the things in the painting.

"This ......" Zhang Lao took a few steps forward, and finally saw the content of the painting clearly.

When he saw the content, Zhang Lao was already speechless in shock.

And Ling Falcon opened his mouth even wider, as if he had seen a miracle.

"Grandpa, Mr. Ling, what's wrong with you? Is it because the paintings he painted are too scummy for you to see?" Zhang Mingyuan was behind him, and he couldn't see what he had painted, so he couldn't help asking.

Those who couldn't see the contents of the painting next to me also thought the same thing.

And yet—

Next, everyone suddenly heard a shocked voice from Zhang Lao: "God...... God's work!"

"This kind of masterpiece, the old man is fortunate to see it today, it is really a blessing for three lives!"

Ling Falcon was more excited than him, and his eyes were red with excitement. His mouth was wide open, and he was so excited that he couldn't say a word.

Wow!

At this moment, the crowd was more than in an uproar.

It's a stormy sea!

It's incredible.

This little white-faced painting was actually said to be a masterpiece by Zhang Lao.

What's going on?

At this time, everyone's hearts were both shocked and curious.

Before, everyone who originally disdained to look at He Jinyin's paintings all squeezed their heads and stepped forward to see what was going on.

This one stepped forward and looked at the painting, and their mouths opened wide in shock.

Even if... Even people who don't know how to paint will widen their eyes and open their mouths in surprise when they see this painting. I think it's a masterpiece!

"This painting is amazing!"

At this time, Lin Wansha was also curious.

She also squeezed through the crowd and looked at the painting Dr. Ho had drawn. Seeing this, for a while, Fang's heart also trembled.

Zhang Mingyuan is curious...

What is this little white face drawn?

Unexpectedly, his grandfather was shocked and said that it was a masterpiece.

Intrigued, he squeezed his head and looked at the painting.

This look...

His heart was also shocked.

This... It's really... God's work!

No matter how much Zhang Mingyuan despises He Jinyin, he has to admit that the painting painted by He Jinyin is a masterpiece.

I saw that in the painting, the content of the painting, in fact, is the situation at this dinner!

There were hundreds of people at this dinner. In addition to the people, there is also the room layout, the dining table, fruits, pastries and other things.

And these were all painted on this by He Jinyin.

The painting is lifelike, and the people on it, with all kinds of expressions, are vividly expressed.

Hundreds of people, hundreds of expressions, were actually sketched out of the vivid situation.

This... It's not a work of God, what is it?

Moreover, the most important thing is that He Jinyin, painting such a difficult painting, actually took only ten minutes.

Also, this painting is more realistic than the camera shot, and there is also a sense of mood. Completely put that joy on the page.

Zhang Mingyuan could no longer find any adjectives to describe the painting.

"Mr. He, may I ask, what is the name of this painting?" At this time, Zhang Lao gently touched the edge of the painting and asked excitedly.

"Dinner Hundred Customers!" He Jinyin replied word by word.