Hearing Ye Nan's words, everyone was stunned.

Everyone looked at the picture scroll on Nie Lao's desk again, only to see that the pen and ink on it had not dried, the young general's face was clear and handsome, with a hint of victory on the corner of his mouth, and he rode a horse with a horizontal knife on his waist and hips galloping back among the corpses on the battlefield, with a cloak fluttering behind him, and a magnificent landscape behind him.

Behind the general, there were a few soldiers, but although the army's flag was broken, it was still fluttering in the wind, and not far away there were a few soldiers pushing the big drum used to boost morale during the war. Although it is only a few brushstrokes, it adds to the tragedy of this war, and also highlights the position of the general in the center of the painting, and the whole painting is very attractive.

Even if you ask someone who doesn't know how to draw, you can see that this painting is a good painting.

It can be seen that Wei Wenhao does have a deep study of Chinese painting. The so-called Yanjing Four Talents may not be completely boastful.

For such a painting, Ye Nan made a "garbage" evaluation, how can he not shock everyone!

Nie Bing glanced at the battlefield general, looked at Ye Nan with a somewhat anxious face, and said in a low voice: "It's over, it's over, you can say that you were joking just now." ”

Ye Nan did not answer.

Wei Wenhao was angry on the surface, but he was proud in his heart, he painted this painting just to show off his skills, but also to press Ye Nan in front of Nie Lao, so that Ye Nan would lose points in front of Nie Lao.

Even if Ye Nan praised his painting well, he had a way to make Ye Nan look ugly. It's just that he didn't expect Ye Nan to be so up-to-date and directly say that his paintings are rubbish! This gives him more room to play.

Nie Lao's face remained unchanged, but he could see it, and his smile was slightly stunned.

"Hehe, if you say that, you are very good at painting, since you say that my paintings are garbage, where is the garbage in my paintings? If you can't say it clearly, then don't blame me for being rude!" Wei Wenhao said with a cold face.

Wei Wenhao's heart is full of happiness, and this opportunity is really to be seized.

Nie Lao also got up and said: "Ye Nan Xiaoyou, you may not know that although Xiaohao is not very old, he is the leader of the new generation of Yanjing in Chinese painting, and he is known as the Four Great Talents by virtue of this. ”

Hearing this, Wei Wenhao hurriedly said modestly, "Grandpa Nie has won the award, this is all a joke made by friends." You see, little brother Ye Nan doesn't like my paintings very much, so don't torture me!"

He said it lightly, but the smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest!

The atmosphere became cold, and an undercurrent of turbulence permeated the room.

Nie Bing's face was not particularly good-looking, so he had to bite the bullet and forcefully explain, "Ye Nan should be joking, right?"

She didn't think of any good words, so she could only give Ye Nan a step down like this.

"Yes? Brother Ye Nan, are you joking? Such an insult to other people's works, even if they are jokes, is very uncomfortable! After all, for people like us, the works are our children, and we really don't want to be humiliated! I hope you don't make an example, brother, otherwise you will really offend a lot of people!" Wei Wenhao said hypocritically.

He was also satisfied with this result, after all, this left Nie Lao with the impression that Ye Nan was "ignorant"!

Nie Lao also nodded and said, "That's true! You should still have some respect for other people's works, don't joke around, and don't say that other people's works are rubbish." ”

However, at this time, Ye Nan smiled lightly and said, "I'm not joking!

For a moment, everyone's expressions froze on their faces!

Nie Bing kept glancing at Ye Nan to calm down.

And Wei Wenhao's heart was about to jump up with joy, but his face was pretending to be cold, "Really, then please ask Brother Ye Nan to comment on it." ”

Elder Nie also looked at Ye Nan, frowning slightly.

He was also a little curious in his heart, because he had some contact with Ye Nan, and felt that this young man had an indifferent temperament and no impetuousness, and suddenly felt that maybe there was something wrong with this painting that he couldn't see.

Ye Nan walked to the desk, glanced at the general's return from the battlefield, and said lightly: "Your painting, is it a painting of the general who fought a hundred battles on the battlefield and finally returned with a miserable victory?"

Wei Wenhao pursed his lips disdainfully, "Naturally." This painting is placed here, and it is so clearly painted that everyone can see it!"

Ye Nan's expression was indifferent, and he said with a smile: "The proportion of the mountains and rivers behind you, as well as the proportion of a few wounded soldiers, flags, and war drums in the vicinity, are much smaller than those of the general, it can be seen that you are highlighting the general!"

"Isn't this nonsense? we can all see it!" Wei Wenhao said disdainfully!

Ye Nan smiled: "The problem is, the general you highlighted is the biggest mistake!"

Wei Wenhao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the general in his painting, only to see the young general, handsome and dashing, with a scimitar at the waist, straddle a horse, and a fluttering cloak, coupled with the tragic background, it highlighted the general's bravery, and he really couldn't see anything wrong.

Nie Lao on the side stared at Wei Wenhao's general for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more strange he felt, but he didn't know what the problem was.

"What's wrong with this general?" Elder Nie couldn't help but be curious in his heart, and asked.

Nie Bing also spoke: "I see that this general is handsome and handsome, and his smile is full of triumphant joy, it should be a problem, right?"

"The problem lies in the general's handsomeness and smile!" Ye Nan said loudly.

As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked!

Nie Bing was puzzled: "What's wrong with this?"

"Yes, is it because of the handsome general I painted, you are still jealous?" Wei Wenhao sneered.

Ye Nan said lightly, "Although Chinese painting does not pay much attention to proportion, it is very particular about artistic conception! In your paintings, there are very few brushstrokes and ink in the landscape, but it also paints the scene of high mountains and distant rivers, and the battlefield is also a few strokes to outline the tragic scene." And your general has used too much pen and ink to even make people see the general's face clearly. ”

"Yes, is there anything wrong with that? This kind of picture of mine is mainly based on the general!" Wei Wenhao said.

Ye Nan smiled, "Before the painting is completed, the intention must be realized first! Therefore, the ancients had a confident saying! What is the meaning of your painting? Are you telling others that the general is very young? Or are you telling others that the general looks good when he laughs?"

"Dominate the crowd!" Nie Lao next to him lit up his eyes and blurted out!

Ye Nan smiled: "That's right! You have too much ink and meticulous on the general, but it is a little conflicting with the heavy makeup and light makeup in other places! The artistic conception of the whole background is about to come out, but this is too detailed, and even some of the general's generals have destroyed this rough painting style cleanly!"

Wei Wenhao's face suddenly became ugly, because what Ye Nan said was indeed his mistake.

"And that's not all. At first glance, this painting was painted by someone who doesn't understand the military!" Ye Nan said.

Wei Wenhao said with a cold face, "You just saw that I painted it, that's why you said that, right?"

Ye Nan said with a smile: "You think too much! A big battle was won a miserable victory, and the brothers and soldiers under his command were killed and wounded, why did you, the general, smile so calmly? Shouldn't it be sad in the laughter?"

"Although my general won a miserable victory, but he saved the country, can't he laugh?" Wei Wenhao said stiffly.

At this time, Elder Nie glanced at Ye Nan appreciatively, and then said, "If it was to save the country, this general's smile would not be closed like this, but completely let go! Ye Nan is right, you don't understand soldiers!"

Nie Lao's words were fixed, and Wei Wenhao's face turned completely cold.

"Since I'm painting garbage, and you're so good, then you can paint!" As he spoke, Wei Wenhao stuffed the brush into Ye Nan's hand and said angrily.

As he spoke, Wei Wenhao was about to take his words away and tear them up!

Ye Nan stretched out his hand to stop it and said with a smile: "This painting can still be saved!"

These words made Wei Wenhao even more angry, "My painting, you don't need to do it!"

Then, Wei Wenhao is going to drag the painting away!

Seeing this, Ye Nan threw the brush in his hand directly in the air, and a few drops of ink were thrown directly to the general on the battlefield, and the general on the painting was confused by the ink drops thrown by Ye Nan!

Wei Wenhao's anger came up directly, "Stinky boy, did I give you face! You dare to destroy my painting?"

Nie Lao also has a bad face, and it is still different from destroying other people's paintings when he says something wrong with other people's paintings!

At this time, Nie Bing shouted, "Look! The painting has changed! The general has changed!"

The two hurriedly looked at the general on the battlefield, only to see that the general's originally clear and handsome face was gone, Ye Nan's few drops of ink made the whole general blurry, and a drop of ink thrown on his face turned the handsome general into a vague bearded general, and his pride was soaring!

The scimitar on the general's waist, the battle robe on his body, the cloak behind him, the flag held by the soldier, and the war drum pushed all formed a perfect battlefield endgame at this moment!

What's even more amazing is that the general and the battlefield landscape behind him are magically fused together, and a heroic and desolate feeling arises spontaneously!

The artistic conception of the whole painting goes straight to the face!

"God's work!, this is a master-level work!" Nie Lao's eyes were still very vicious, and he couldn't help but hold the battlefield general and admire it.

Wei Wenhao's face on the side was even more ugly, but he could only whisper: "Coincidence! It's just shit luck!"

Ye Nan smiled faintly and said, "Old man, this painting is still missing a poem, I'll make it up for you!"

When Nie Lao heard this, he hurriedly laid out the painting and let Ye Nan write it!

Ye Nan dipped his ink and took the pen away!

The general is bold in the south, and his waist is crossed.

The wind blows the drums, the mountains and rivers move, the lightning flashes, the flag is high, the sun and the moon are high.

The unicorn in the sky is originally seeded, and the ants in the burrow can not escape.

On the day of the return of the edict, I and Mr. untied their robes.

With all kinds of memories of the 10,000-meter divine dragon, calligraphy and painting are simply trivial to Ye Nan.

Ye Nan's words are atmospheric, with a touch of chic and elegant, giving people a sense of amazement!

"Good and good! Good drawing, good calligraphy! There are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky! Xiaohao, you have to study hard with Ye Nan, don't be proud!" Nie Lao said with a smile.

Wei Wenhao's teeth are about to be crushed!

Nie Bing on the side was very excited when he saw Wei Wenhao deflated, and he looked at Ye Nan's gaze, which slowly took on a bit of strange color!

Ye Nan smiled and nodded when he heard Nie Lao's words, but at this moment, the eyes of several people did not look at Wei Wenhao's body.

For a moment, the atmosphere of the entire hall instantly became awkward!