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"Ah, what did you say?"

Ye Rongrong came back to his senses and asked.

"You...... , are you still comparable?"

Zhao Ying was almost so angry with this Ye Rongrong's attitude that she vomited blood.

Big brother, please can you be serious, this attitude is simply ignoring yourself.

It's crazy.

"Hey, you've drawn it, it's good, this painting is still a painting, there are mountains and rivers, how beautiful it is, it's much better than this ghost drawing. ”

Ye Rongrong looked at the landscape painting painted by Zhao Ying, and couldn't help nodding and said. In Ye Rongrong's view, this is the real art of painting.

"You ......"

Zhao Ying was so angry that she couldn't speak.

I think that the most perfect painting this year has become a ghost painting in Ye Rongrong's mouth, which is really annoying.

"Don't just talk and don't practice, if you have the ability, you can draw one quickly!" a member of the Calligraphy and Painting Association looked at Ye Rongrong with disdain and said.

In his opinion, Ye Rongrong is a mallet who just talks but doesn't practice.

"It seems that if I don't show my hand, you are not convinced, what is good to draw?" Ye Rongrong thought for a while.

"Draw me!"

Liu Yifei said excitedly.

Ever since she saw that kind of beautiful portrait in Liu Jingqing's bedroom, Liu Yifei thought about when Ye Rongrong would be able to paint such a beautiful portrait for herself.

It's just that Liu Yifei didn't know how to speak all along, after all, Liu Yifei knew some painting art, and knew that the kind of portrait that Liu Jingjing hung on the bedroom, if it was put up for auction, would definitely be priceless, at least, she couldn't afford it.

"Good. ”

Ye Rongrong glanced at Liu Yifei and agreed.

Picking up the brush, Ye Rongrong painted on a blank piece of paper on the side of Zhao Ying's painting, there was not too much color, Ye Rongrong only used black and white colors, using a single brush, and soon a stunning beauty appeared on the drawing paper.

Although it is only a very monotonous black and white portrait, it gives people a visual beauty enjoyment.

"This ......"

Master Chen was stunned.

"Oh my God!"

The people of the Calligraphy and Painting Association were dumbfounded.

"What a beautiful person, what a beautiful painting!"

The people who saw the beautiful women on the side were amazed.

"Oh my God, it's like, it's like people living in paintings. ”

Zhang Linlin looked at the painting painted by Ye Rongrong, and felt like a ghost, if it weren't for her friend Liu Jingqing being by her side, Zhang Linlin even suspected that her friend had run into the painting.

Although the painting is only a monotonous black and white color, it gives people a sense of life, especially the eyes, as if they are staring at themselves with affection.

Everyone couldn't help but think of the famous painting "Mona Lisa's Smile", and suddenly felt that this painting was much better than "Mona Lisa's Smile".

"Mom, this painting is so beautiful. ”

The little girl in a princess costume said to her mother.

The little girl's voice suddenly recalled the thoughts of the entire hall from the portrait painted by Ye Rongrong.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Ye Rongrong's eyes, full of shock.

Especially the people of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, they are all blinded

Who is this man?

The level of this Chinese painting is no longer at the level of a master, it has definitely surpassed the level of a master and reached the level of the legendary grandmaster.

But such a person, how come these people have never heard of it before?

At this time, the people of these calligraphy and painting associations have a feeling that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and they are poor frogs at the bottom of the well.

"Sir, can you sell me this painting, for as much as you want. ”

Coming back to his senses, the master of Chinese painting Chen Desheng looked at Ye Rongrong with admiration and said.

With this painting, Chen Desheng knew that in the art of Chinese painting, there was a far gap between himself and the young man in front of him, and there was simply a gap that was difficult to cross.

"Don't buy it. ”

Ye Rongrong shook his head directly and said. This painting is Liu Yifei, of course Ye Rongrong wants to give this painting to Liu Yifei.

No matter how much money others pay, Ye Rongrong will sell it, this is Ye Rongrong's principle of life.

"I don't know, Master's surname. ”

Although he was a little disappointed, Chen Desheng no longer insisted on it, and began to ask Ye Rongrong's name, after all, in Chen Desheng's opinion, the person who can paint such a peerless Chinese painting will definitely not be an unknown person, maybe he was born in those hidden families of calligraphy and painting.

"I'm not a master, I'm just a farmer. Ye Rongrong said lightly.

"Peasantry?"

"Big brother, you just want to pretend to be forced, you don't have to do this. ”

"If the current peasants' painting level is so high, I, the calligraphy and painting artists, will all jump off the building, where can I still call myself a calligrapher and painter." ”

Hearing Ye Rongrong's words, the people of the Calligraphy and Painting Association didn't believe Ye Rongrong's words at all.

"I lost. ”

Zhao Ying said weakly. Zhao Ying can't admit defeat if she doesn't admit defeat, the gap between her landscape painting and other people's portraits is not one or two points, and it is not a grade of calligraphy and painting at all.

When Ye Rongrong painted this portrait just now, he talked very lightly about the ink, and soon, the ink of the portrait was dry.

"For you. ”

Ye Rongrong rolled up the drawing paper, handed it to Liu Yifei and said.

"Give it to me?"

Liu Yifei asked in surprise.

You must know that Liu Yifei has always been very envious of Liu Jingqing for having a peerless portrait of her own, which can be passed down as a family heirloom.

Today, Ye Rongrong also painted a peerless portrait for himself, although it is far less perfect than Liu Jingqing's painting, but in Liu Yifei's opinion, this is completely enough.

This is also a peerless portrait that records one's beauty and youth, and can be passed on to one's children and grandchildren as an heirloom.

"The beauty in the painting is you, of course it was given to you. ”

Ye Rongrong said with a smile. Ye Rongrong has always wanted to give Liu Yifei a gift, but he didn't think about what to give, this time he drew a picture for her on a whim, which is much more meaningful than spending money to buy a gift.

"Thank you!"

Liu Yifei excitedly took Ye Rongrong and handed over the painting, and held it in her arms, as if she was afraid of being snatched away.

Liu Yifei thought about it, and tomorrow she will ask someone to frame this painting, and hang it in her bedroom like Liu Jingqing, so that you can see it every day.

"That, handsome man, can you also help me draw a portrait?"

Looking at Liu Yifei in her arms, Zhang Linlin was envious, Zhang Linlin also wanted to have a perfect portrait of herself, and couldn't help but ask Ye Rongrong with a flattering look.

"Can't!"

Ye Rongrong directly denied it, this Zhang Linlin is not related to him, he and she only met today, Ye Rongrong will not have the spare time to paint her.

"Stingy!"

Zhang Linlin glanced at Ye Rongrong unhappily and said.

"I think it's time for us to get out of here. ”

Ye Rongrong saw that so many people in the exhibition hall looked at him like monkeys, which made Ye Rongrong a little unhappy, and he didn't want to stay here, so he spoke.

"Well, let's go. ”

Liu Yifei took Ye Rongrong's hand and walked outside the clubhouse.

Anyway, she has already participated in Zhao Ying's personal exhibition, as for her being slapped in the face by Ye Rongrong, in Liu Yifei's opinion, she deserves it, who let her grow up from childhood to adulthood, always calculating others, this time she dug a pit by herself and jumped by herself, she deserved to be unlucky.

Liu Yifei won't comfort her!

"Wait for me, Fei Fei, don't mind if I hold your boyfriend's hand, do you?"

Seeing that Ye Rongrong and Liu Yifei were leaving, Zhang Linlin hurriedly chased after her, grabbed Ye Rongrong's other arm, and said to Liu Jingqing on the other side.

"Can I say no?"

Liu Yifei glanced at her friend and said.

"Hehe, of course not. ”

Zhang Linlin said with a smile. Now Zhang Linlin is very curious about what Liu Yifei's farmer boyfriend does, and his paintings are better than those of Chinese painting masters.

Zhang Linlin didn't believe that Ye Rongrong was an ordinary farmer.

"Then you still ask. ”

Liu Yifei said depressedly.

"This master, can you leave a contact information?"

Li Desheng saw that Ye Rongrong was leaving, so he hurriedly caught up and said. In Li Desheng's view, this young man's calligraphy and painting attainments are far above himself, and even in Huaxia, in Chinese painting, there is no one among the people Li Desheng knows who has reached this level.

When Li Desheng was young, he followed his master to learn Chinese painting, and his master said that the real calligraphy and painting are among the people, and Li Desheng has never believed in it.

Now that Li Desheng believes it, isn't it very telling that such a young man can paint such a realm?

"No, you can't. ”

Ye Rongrong directly refused. Ye Rongrong is not ready to develop in the calligraphy and painting world, so he doesn't want to have anything to do with these people.

"On behalf of the Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Association, I invite you to participate in the Painting and Calligraphy Association. Chen Desheng invited.

"Not interested. ”

Ye Rongrong shook his head directly and said. For participating in these associations, Ye Rongrong really has no interest at all.

"This gentleman, you can think about it, joining the Calligraphy and Painting Association has only benefits, not harms. ”

Chen Desheng persuaded Ye Rongrong. Chen Desheng sincerely hopes that Ye Rongrong can join the Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Association, what is lacking in the Chinese calligraphy and painting industry now is a leading figure, and this young man's painting skills can be a leading figure in the Chinese painting and calligraphy industry.

"Thanks, I don't need to. ”

After Ye Rongrong finished speaking, he took Liu Yifei and Zhang Linlin and walked outside.

"It's a pity ......"

Chen Desheng is a little disappointed, the level of calligraphy and painting art in China is getting worse and worse, and it is very important that these folk calligraphers and painters are too indifferent to fame and fortune.

In a corner of the hall on the first floor of the clubhouse, Lin Wanrong stared at Ye Rongrong's figure viciously, and asked to find Yunhai beside him, "Have you arranged all the people?"

"Lin Shao, don't worry, it's all arranged, at least let this kid break his leg. Zhao Yunhai said coldly staring at the figure of Ye Rongrong who walked out of the door of the club.

"Very good, I want him to understand that robbing a woman from me is simply killing himself. ”

Lin Wanrong said viciously, in Lin Wanrong's opinion, Liu Yifei is his own, and no one can rob him.

"That's, that's, and only a beauty like Liu Yifei is worthy of Shanglin Shao. Zhao Yunhai slapped a sycophant.

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