When I saw the old man's drawing, there was a silence in front of the fountain.

Not only Su Ziyan, but even Fang Chenhua himself instantly shrank his pupils!

It was the first time he had seen someone who could crush him so thoroughly in terms of painting skills!

Aside from the painting skills, and even in the artistic conception, shape, and other aspects of the painting, Su Ziyan painted by the homeless old man seems to be alive, almost jumping on the paper!

"You, your painting is ......"

Fang Chenhua's eyes widened, and he was speechless for a while.

"Now do you think, who loses, who wins?" said the old man coldly.

"I ...... I lost!"

Seeing Fang Chenhua lowering his head, the passers-by around him, as well as Su Ziyan, all looked like they had seen a ghost!

"No, Fang Chenhua, the president of the Art Association, actually lost...... And it's a loss to an unknown roadside wandering artist!"

Su Ziyan's beautiful eyes widened, feeling too unbelievable.

She turned her head sharply and looked at Ye Lingtian with an indifferent face in surprise.

Unexpectedly, he was prophesied by this guy again, what is there in this world that he doesn't know?

At this time, she suddenly rolled her eyes, put her hands on Ye Lingtian's back, and pushed him out.

"Two old gentlemen, his name is Ye Lingtian, in fact, in my opinion, your painting skills are far inferior to him!"

Whew!

In an instant, Ye Lingtian became the focus of everyone's attention!

"Little girl, what do you say, our technology is far inferior to his?"

Fang Chenhua and the homeless old man sank their faces one after another, especially Fang Chenhua.

Just lost to the homeless old man, he has lost face, but he is convinced, but now a young boy has run out, saying that the technology is above them?

"Yes, if you don't believe me, let him draw one for you to see now, and I'm sure to scare you to death!"

Su Ziyan snickered in her heart, of course she didn't think that Ye Ling was innocent enough to draw.

But this guy has always looked indifferent, no matter what he does, he can bring her a lot of shock, Su Ziyan wants to see his ugly and embarrassed appearance this time, and by the way, revenge for letting her ride the "roller coaster" just now.

Just when she thought that Ye Lingtian would definitely retreat in embarrassment!

Unexpectedly, Ye Lingtian's face was like water, and he took a step forward calmly, revealing a faint tenderness in the depths of his eyes.

"It's been a long time since I've touched a brush or paper, so today, I'm here to borrow something to express my lyrics. ”

In front of everyone's eyes, Ye Lingtian actually lifted the brush and drew on the drawing paper!

He's so fast, he's got a lot of confusion!

In one stroke, he is uninhibited and boundless, as if a drunken person is fascinated by the country!

"Alright. ”

In less than five minutes, Ye Lingtian put down his pen.

At this moment, everyone around was stunned!

Is this painting or scribbling?

In less than five minutes, let alone drawing, I'm afraid I can't even write many words!

"Hehe, I want to see what a masterpiece you can draw in five minutes!"

Fang Chenhua took a step forward and looked down.

In an instant, the whole person was like being struck by lightning, his expression was sluggish, and he was stunned in place!

The homeless old man also frowned, and subconsciously stepped forward to talk about the picture scroll and picked it up to take a look.

"Smack!"

The next moment, the scroll in his hand fell to the ground!

Similarly, the homeless old man also seemed to be infected, his pupils suddenly narrowed, and his whole body froze in place as if he was petrified!

At the same time, the painting made by Ye Lingtian fell to the ground and instantly entered everyone's field of vision.

Immediately afterwards, passers-by were stunned!

Su Ziyan was no exception, her cherry lips opened and closed, her hands covered her mouth, and she was stunned by the scene on the picture scroll!

On it, there is no complicated background, no rendering of the slightest painting technique, not even a little extra pen and ink!

Just, just a woman!

To be precise, it is an incomparably beautiful thing, a woman like a goddess descending from heaven!

Everyone only felt that they had entered another world, not because the characters in the painting jumped out, but because they entered the painting!

In the world in the painting, that woman has ice skin and jade skin that does not exist in the world, long black hair like a waterfall, and a flawless perfect face, which is enough to make all beings fall for it!

She is wearing a purple jade shirt, with long sleeves and good dancing, every demeanor, with a smile and a smile, seems to be stirring the nebula and turning everyone upside down!

It's a pity that in just an instant, the smile on her face disappeared completely, as if there was only one person in the world who could make her smile!

"Good...... It's beautiful!"

This is the first time that Su Ziyan admires from the bottom of her heart because of another woman's appearance!

She really felt that if this woman appeared in the world, it would definitely cause madness!

Like Su Ziyan, for a while, everyone was immersed in the painting, and it seemed that seven souls and six spirits were taken away.

It took a few minutes for everyone to come back to their senses, their eyes full of horror!

You must know that even the homeless man and Fang Chenhua spent half an hour, but they only completed a rough sketch.

And this young man, in less than five minutes, not only finished the painting, but also colored the painting, and its quality far surpassed that of the two of them!

Among them, the difference in painting technology is judged by the superior!

"Every stroke is wild but delicate, every painting is free and easy but full of fetters, the connection between one stroke and one painting seems to be natural, this style can no second person in the world imitate......! This, this is a master-level level!"

Fang Chenhua stared at the painting and exclaimed.

"What, master level!"

Su Ziyan's beautiful eyes widened, she didn't expect Fang Chenhua to give such an amazing evaluation.

In the world of painting, the master level is the top level that stands on the pinnacle!

There are many people with top painting skills in this world, but there are only one in ten million who can become a master!

Just like Xu Beihong and Qi Baishi, only with top-notch technology and truly have their own unique painting style, can they be called masters!

"This young man is not only a master-level level, but what makes me unbelievable is that his artistic conception may have reached the legendary Zen realm!"

The homeless old man added with a complicated face.

"Old man, what is the realm of Zen?" Su Ziyan asked subconsciously.

"The real painting is determined by the level and artistic conception, they complement each other, just like the relationship between the exercises and martial arts techniques practiced by the ancient martial artists, this young man can be in such a noisy and noisy environment, without any influence, without any references, within five minutes just by imagination can complete this masterpiece of the world, there is only one possibility......"

"That is, his ideological conception has entered the legendary Zen realm that many masters do not have!"

The homeless old man said word by word.

As soon as the words fell, the air around them seemed to freeze.

At this moment, it seemed that even the heavens and the earth fell silent for an instant.

Only a series of stunned, frightened, and unbelievable eyes fell on the young man in the center of the field!