The old man in Tsing Yi is a well-known calligrapher and painter in Amber City, known as the ancient Qiuhan, and is known as the ancient master. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This ancient master not only has excellent calligraphy and painting, but also has a high eye for connoisseurship. After his admiration, everyone looked at the projection circle curiously.

I saw that on the projection array, Wu You's hand was like a light butterfly, holding a paintbrush and painting on paper.

His technique is light and agile, pleasing to the eye, and just watching him paint gives people a feeling of great enjoyment.

At this moment, he is depicting a great river that is about to flow down from the drawing paper in the outline of the pen in his hand.

"This worry-free pot is really worthy of being the descendant of the painting saint, and it has actually reached the realm of lifting the pen and painting into the wood. ”

"That's natural, I heard that this Wu You is very famous in the whole Wu country, and it is said that he once had the honor to paint the golden body of the Buddha in the temple. ”

"What? I was fortunate enough to paint the golden body of the Buddha? No wonder his paintings are so expressive. ”

The audience was all amazed by Wu You's painting skills.

At this moment, except for a few disciples and professors from Pearl Academy, almost no one paid attention to Lin Yi anymore.

Because Lin Yi's paintings are unremarkable, he seems to be completely immersed in his own world, as if he is painting trees, a kind of strangely shaped trees.

Seeing the amazing brushwork of Wu You, and then looking at the blandness of Lin Yi's painting skills, even Professor Yi Tian, who was full of confidence in Lin Yi, frowned at this moment. 潶し言し格 Intoxicated Chapter has been uploaded

"What is this kid doing? Since it's a painting battle, he has to come up with his most brilliant and best paintings, but I think Lin Yi seems to be groping for painting. Professor Yi Tian muttered to himself.

"I also feel this way, I feel that Lin Yi seems to be a little absent-minded, and his heart doesn't seem to be painting at all. Wu Zixi nodded.

Lu Fangliang, Shi Biao, and Qu Xiuzhi all looked at Lin Yi on the high platform in confusion.

Shi Biao said in a low voice: "Ge Laozi! Isn't it that the pressure on the third child is too great, and he can't stand it anymore?"

Lu Fangliang shook his head and said in a low voice: "On that day, Lin Yi broke into the Lin Clan's martial arts training ground alone, his parents were captured, he had to face Lin Wei and Lin You alone, as well as countless monks in the open and in the dark, do you think he was under a lot of pressure at that time?"

Shi Biao nodded without hesitation and said: "Big, of course it's big, if it were me, Ge Laozi! ”

But in the face of countless strong enemies and countless powers, Lin Yi still survived. Lu Fangliang pointed out.

Shi Biao scratched his head, thought for a moment, slapped his thigh, and said with a smile: "Hey, I understand, the third child has even experienced that kind of big scene, how can he be intimidated by this kind of small fight." ”

Qu Xiuzhi listened to the conversation between the two on the side, and became more and more curious about Lin Yi's past.

He decided that if he had time in the future, he must study the legendary experience of the third brother in the past. It seems that bringing down the Gaze Cliff and killing twenty-six generals in one fell swoop is not the whole of the third brother's legendary experience.

Lin Xue'er looked at Lin Yi in a daze, for some reason, a trace of sentimentality rose in her heart, with a woman's intuition, she obviously felt that Lin Yi was missing someone, and that person must be a woman.

"Why is he so depressed? Why is he distracted in such an important ring as the Battle of Qin Ming? What kind of girl is qualified to make him miss him so much?

"What did Lin Yi go through in the past, and why did I feel that every time he painted, he was smiling on his lips, but he was crying in his heart?"

Unconsciously, tears appeared in Lin Xue'er's eyes, she raised her head slightly, her lips pursed slightly, and looked at Lin Yi's smiling eyes.

At this moment, a trace of illusion suddenly rose in Lin Xue'er's heart, she felt as if she and Lin Yi had known each other a long time ago!

It's like we should have known each other a long time ago!

Lin Xue'er's heart was beating wildly inexplicably, her eyes looked at Lin Yi in a daze, at the strange little tree depicted by Lin Yi, and at Lin Yi's very careful strokes on the small tree.

Although I don't know what Lin Yi wants to paint, it gives Lin Xueer a sense of déjà vu.

A girl who is diametrically opposed to Lin Xue'er's heartbeat is Lin Lan who is mixed in the crowd.

Lin Lan looked coldly at the high platform, silently depicting Lin Yi with a strange picture.

The audience is all discussing Wu You's painting skills, Wu You's brushwork, Wu You's painting of mountains is mountains, painting water is water, Wu You is simply the reincarnation of painting saints......

Listening to this, she suddenly felt very happy.

Once Lin Yi was admired and sought after, her mood was simply terrible. But some people compared Lin Yi, even if it was temporary, she felt very happy and excited.

Even she didn't feel it herself, her mindset had changed drastically.

Wu You's paintings are becoming more and more magnificent, more and more majestic, more and more delicate, attracting more and more admiration from people.

On the other hand, Lin Yi fell into silence from the beginning of painting, and two-thirds of the incense time had passed, but he still didn't say a word, and there was not much hair left on the brush in his hand, and he was about to turn into a bald pen.

He didn't even notice it.

With a smile on his face, he scribbled almost mechanically with a bald pen on the scroll, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

Time flies.

A stick of incense burns out.

Wu You's splendid landscape map has been drawn.

The bald pen in Lin Yi's hand had already worn off all the hairs.

Gu Qiuyu announced the end of the painting time, and the two painters stopped writing.

Wu You looked at the magnificent and beautiful picture scroll in front of him, and let out a long breath.

"Perfect! It's so perfect, I was stimulated by Lin Yi today to play a little extraordinarily. Wu You said secretly proudly in his heart.

His gaze was withdrawn from his painting scroll, and it was only at this moment that he was in the mood to look at Lin Yi's paintings.

However, when he saw Lin Yi's picture scroll, Wu You was stunned.

He blinked his eyes and stared at Lin Yi's painting scroll carefully, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"This ...... What is this painting? Why does it look like it's not as good as a child's graffiti? Could this be the painting that Lin Yi made with a stick of incense?"

Wu You felt a little unbelievable, he felt that he didn't value Lin Yi too much, if Lin Yi really just drew such a clumsy picture, then Lin Yi like this was not qualified to be his opponent at all.

He didn't even have the qualifications to lift his shoes, Wu You thought.

"Wu Xiaoyou, can you show your scroll to the old decay?" Master Gu looked at Wu You eagerly.

"Of course, the disciple is honored. Wu You's eyes lit up.