Zhu Jia's words were obviously deliberately embarrassing Wang Xiu, and several people present heard it, and the old man shook his head indifferently, not really listening. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hello old man, I'm Wang Xiu. ”

"You're welcome, young man, I actually agree with what you said about Zhu Jia last time, but Jiajia's girl is not really malicious, your words are a bit heavy. ”

Wang Xiu spread his hands and said with a helpless smile: "Old man, I was also angry last time, Wang Chao is my friend, but he was used like that, so ...... I have apologized to Zhu Jia, but she has not forgiven me. ”

"Humph!"

"Jiajia, everyone has apologized, don't be angry. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to Grandpa Li once, Wang Xiu, I forgive you. ”

After talking and becoming a little more familiar with the atmosphere, Wang Chao took the initiative to step forward, walked quickly to the old man, arched his hand, and bowed: "Senior, I'm rude." But as he spoke, his hands stretched out to the old man's hands.

It is the meeting and examination of the national art world, and the hand in hand to try the strength.

The old man also said happily when he saw the hunting: "Okay! ”

Zhu Jia watched slightly nervously, although she knew that there would be no danger in joining hands, but she was still a little worried, but when she inadvertently glanced at Wang Xiu out of the corner of her eye, she was shocked to find that this guy didn't know when he took out a sketchpad in his arms, just like an art painter, he was engrossed in holding the pen, watching the two of them join hands, and the strokes in his hands kept stopping.

After Zhu Jia was slightly flustered, he walked behind Wang Xiu with some curiosity, looking at the brush in his hand, squirming, as fast as a phantom, almost in the blink of an eye, the outline of a young man and an old man had jumped on the paper.

Wang Chao and the old man's hand did not last long, not even a minute, and they had already let go.

I only heard Wang Chao say: "Senior is smart, I lost." ”

Zhu Jia turned his head to look at Grandpa Li, and saw that he nodded slightly, obviously satisfied with Wang Chao's performance: "How many years have you been practicing?"

At this time, Zhu Jia looked back at Wang Xiu's sketch, and was surprised to find that the brushes on his drawing board were finishing up, and they had already finished it.

"You, you printing press?!" Zhu Jia said in surprise.

"Where, where, but familiar. Wang Xiu put away his paintbrush and rubbed his hands, this kind of explosive brush speed naturally cannot be the norm, it is due to many reasons, there are many reasons after his wrist fingers reached the peak of Ming Jin, there are also reasons why the spiritual attributes are far greater than ordinary people, and the reason for the blessing of the power of the divine soul, and the alternative support that will not be forgotten after the breakthrough of the divine soul realm.

To put it simply, under normal conditions, it actually takes at least ten minutes to draw well, but Wang Xiu used special means to speed up the process, and also slightly injured his hand, didn't he see that he had been rubbing his hands, and they were slightly swollen.

"It's so fast, who knows how the quality is...... Uh......" Zhu Jia didn't finish her words, because she couldn't speak anymore after seeing the finished painting.

On the drawing paper, the background of the old man and the young man has been blurred, and the faces are blurred, but the two hands, the two completely different hands together, are extremely clear, the young man's hand is strong, the old man's hand is vigorous, the moment they are put together, the old man's vigorous hand seems to be tightening and shrinking, as if there is some invisible force stabbing out, and the young man's powerful hand trembled slightly......

Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, such a portrait highlighting the essence and points of the hand-to-hand was drawn, and the name was written on the portrait - "Hand in Hand".

It's really the essence of simplicity.

After Zhu Jia looked at the name, she laughed slightly: "Wang Xiu, this painting of yours is absolutely expressive, but what about this word...... Elementary school students are not as good. ”

Wang Xiu didn't care at all: "It's okay, I want to be a cartoonist, not a calligrapher, it's not strange that the ugly writing is not strange, I used to write online texts, I used to type on the computer every day, I rarely touched the pen, and the natural writing was poor, and then after becoming a cartoonist, I touched the brush, and the ugliness of the writing was not strange." ”

"Hmph, the word is like the person, the word is ugly, and the person is even uglier. ”

"You're just talking nonsense with your eyes open, why don't you say that the painting is like the person? Look at my painting. Wang Xiu said angrily.

"Hmph...... It's just a good draw. ”

……

“…… This is the pinnacle of strength!"

At this time, the conversation between the old man and Wang Chao was a little louder, and the old man's voice was almost twice as loud, obviously surprised.

But it turned out that the old man asked who Wang Chao was studying and what realm, Wang Chao said Tang Zichen's realm, which shocked the old man.

"I can't imagine that there are still people who have practiced kung fu to such a level! Could it be that I am old? It seems that I am old!"

Zhu Jia approached and heard this, and asked Wu Xiu suspiciously: "What kind of strength, the water is not more than the knee, what is it?"

"That is the realm of national arts, Wang Chao's boxing is taught by another master, there is a realm of strength, there are three realms of light and shade in the national arts, and the strength is almost the limit of ordinary people, and the water is not more than the knee is a way to show the strength. ”

"Oh...... Seems to be amazing. "Zhu Jia is not proficient in martial arts, and he is not as good as Zhang Tong in this aspect, and he seems to understand whether he understands or not.

……

"There is a saying in the boxing scripture: the muscles and bones must be loosened, the fur must be attacked, the sections are intertwined, and the void spirit is in the middle. ”

After Zhu Jia heard Grandpa Li say such a sentence after the break, and said something to Wang Chao in detail, such as "cold hair explodes", "fur to attack", "yin and yang movements", "natural erection" and the like, Wang Chao seemed to have realized and muttered to himself on the spot, saying something like "lead and mercury ball" and "big soft and loose"......

Zhu Jia didn't understand it, and she was very confused.

Then Wang Chao fought in a strange posture, pressing his ribs with his right hand, raising his left hand flat, tightening his muscles, and shrinking his body.

Yes, here Zhu Jia can see that Wang Chao has understood something.

Zhu Jia also saw that when Grandpa Li saw Wang Chao's comprehension, his face was slightly pale, and after a while, he muttered something, 'At the peak, martial arts also entered the strength', 'After getting old, kung fu degenerated', and so on,

After another blink of an eye, I only heard Grandpa Li speak: "Young man, boxing is not a myth, no matter how high the cultivation is, it can't compete with the passage of time and the ......invasion of the years."

After finishing speaking, Grandpa Li actually stepped forward to make progress and fought with Wang Chao.

"Hey, why are you fighting again, Wang Xiu, Wang Xiu, you hurry up and stop them, you ......" Zhu Jia turned his head to look, yes, this guy took out the drawing board again, and the paintbrush waved quickly and drew it.

Zhu Jia looked at the old man and the young man who were fighting in front of him, and then looked at Wang Xiu, who was drawing comics with an excited face on his face, and almost fell into a state of aphasia.