Tang Yuyan remembered the scene when Luo Yang was at her home that night, looking at her father's painting, and she began to believe that Luo Yang could paint.

If you don't know how to draw, you probably wouldn't be interested in admiring your father's posthumous work like that!

But she estimated that Luo Yang might be a momentary interest, and he had taught himself painting skills for a few days, and if he wanted to beat Zhu Yongsong, it would be impossible!

Who is Zhu Yongsong? He was a student of his grandmother, and now he is a famous painter in the country, how could Luoyang, a student studying accounting, be able to paint him?

When the time came, he had to come forward to intercede, begging the Zhu family father and son to let Luo Yang go.

Next to him, Tang Xiude saw it, and also nodded secretly to his granddaughter.

Obviously, his thoughts are similar to those of his granddaughter, and he has already prepared that Luo Yang was completely blown up by Zhu Yongsong, and his grandson had to intercede for Luo Yang.

In the corridor outside the door, Xu Jiaying, Li Shaomin, Yang Lao, and other fans of Luo Yang watched from afar, waiting for the final result of Luo Yang's painting.

Here, Zhu Kang, Ma Huang, Xu Yingfeng, etc., like stars and moons, surrounded Zhu Yongsong and walked towards another room.

"Father, you will take action yourself and let everyone see your amazing painting skills! At the same time, you will also slap that kid in the face! Let him know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

Zhu Kang suppressed his excitement and said to his father.

Immediately, he could see the scene of his father pressing Luo Yang to the ground and slapping him in the face, and he was naturally looking forward to it!

"Teacher Zhu, don't worry, with a master of painting like your father, it is better than winning a little kid who teaches himself to paint, it is a matter of minutes! He really thinks that everyone wants to see his paintings, and many people actually want to take advantage of this to beg your father to make a move and draw a masterpiece for them to grab on the spot!"

Xu Yingfeng followed closely behind Zhu Yongsong and said with a flattering expression.

"Vice President Xu~ What the chief said is that with Brother Zhu's shot, the painting drawn must be earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods, which is easier than winning the nameless boy who came out of nowhere, it is even easier than drinking water!"

Ma Yi also complimented again and again.

"I actually asked Master Zhu to compare paintings with a little hairy boy, it's like killing chickens with a knife, I knew that we could just ask us to go!"

"That's, don't even think about it, it must be Master Zhu who wins, how can a layman in accounting be compared with Master Zhu, it's ridiculous!"

"Master Zhu, please come in, we are waiting for your paintings!"

"Mr. Zhu, when your painting is made, I will be the first to buy it!"

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Zhu Yongsong walked into another room, and there were bursts of compliments behind him.

For the sake of fairness for both parties, all acquaintances, friends, and all related people on both sides were asked to leave the second floor.

Only a strange guest was left as an attestator. The witness stood in the corridor on the second floor, waiting for the two to finish painting, and handed the painting to the witness.

Then, after both sides have finished drawing, the witness will take down the two paintings together for everyone to judge!

As a result, Luo Yang and Zhu Yongsong both entered two different rooms at the same time.

Zhu Kang, Xu Yingfeng, Ma Yi, including Tang Xiude, Tang Yuyan and others, were all invited to the downstairs exhibition hall to rest while waiting for the end of their paintings.

When the two of them were painting on the top, they were already talking about it below.

"I think that young man is definitely playing tricks, he wants to compare paintings with Teacher Zhu, it's just a big knife in front of Guan Gong!"

"I think he may not even be able to draw a complete painting, and he wants to compare with Master Zhu, he is simply a frog at the bottom of a well, and he doesn't know how thick the sky is!"

"A young man who has never studied painting before, what kind of good-looking things can be drawn, I think the ending has been predetermined, it must be Master Zhu who wins!"

"Of course Mr. Zhu won, that peerless painting was originally painted by Mr. Zhu, but now it's just to plug that kid's mouth, so it's difficult, and then I will draw a pair of paintings, so that everyone is convinced!"

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Listening to these people's discussions, Tang Xiude and Tang Yuyan's faces were very embarrassed.

Luo Yang came with them, if Luo Yang really lost, it means that what Luo Yang said was all bragging, all nonsense, and they were not having a good time!

in the room.

Luo Yang picked up the pen, spread out the paper, and began to draw.

I saw him, splashing ink, believing in the reins, the pen walking the dragon and snake, the action was done in one go, without any pause!

I saw the five guests who were in charge of witnessing next to me, their eyes were straight, and their mouths were wide open!

"What kind of operation is this? Ma Liang's movements are not as chic as him, right?"

"His movements are so fast, you see, just two strokes, a small shrimp is finished! Is it so easy to draw, if so, I want my grandson to learn to paint!"

"No, I haven't finished painting yet, I feel that this young man is not simple, he is definitely a hidden painting master!"

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For the surprise of the five witnesses, Luo Yang didn't seem to see it, and only focused on painting.

In an instant, a picture of "Qingxi Shrimp Play" jumped on the paper, and it was natural!

One of the witnesses looked at the time curiously, only to realize that the whole process did not take more than three minutes!

"Hey, that's a god's speed! Young man, you've really blown my eyes away today!"

"In this painting, there are at least a dozen vivid shrimps, and so many things can be painted in three minutes, which can be called a heavenly man!"

"What a master, young man, no, master, I only believe that you are the real master, let those masters go to hell!

The five witnesses stared at the undried painting in front of them, their faces filled with great shock, surprise and adoration.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that such a beautiful painting could be painted in such a short time, and that it was made by such a young man!

"Well, look slowly, I'll go first!"

Luo Yang said lightly, then waved his hand, opened the door in a dashing manner, and left, leaving five guests with surprised faces, still there like a treasure, appreciating Luo Yang's paintings.

Because it was agreed in advance, after the painting was finished, it could not be taken out for the time being, and it was not until the other person finished painting that the ten guests could take it out together and hand it over to the witness guarding the corridor, and then he would take it down together.

Therefore, after Luo Yang finished painting, he did not take the painting, but waited for Zhu Yongsong to finish painting, and then ten guests took it away together.

With his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran walked downstairs and came to the fifth exhibition hall, holding his head high and looking calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Look, the lad is out!"

"Make no mistake, that's it, it's too fast. I don't think he can draw at all!"

"I think so, how can you finish the drawing so quickly? It's just nonsense, a waste of our time!"

"There's nothing to look forward to, it's definitely Master Zhu Yongsong who won, aren't we too naïve to be tricked by a little kid!"

"Hehe, it's not that easy, this guy has played Master Zhu, will people let him go, and there will be a good show to watch later!"

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