Chapter 72 Master of Painting
Lu Xiaomo's head easily dodged the smashed pen holder, and when he saw that Qu Yue'er was going to smash the inkstone, of course he would not sit still, so he pulled his legs and ran towards the second floor.
"Bang dang!"
The inkstone smashed on the wall and was scattered, which shows how much Qu Yue'er hates Lu Xiaomo.
Da Da Da ......
Lu Xiaomo's speed was like a rabbit, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the bend of the stairs. However, Qu Yue'er's speed is not slow, I don't know why she broke out with such an amazing speed, and followed closely behind like a shadow, maybe she was mad by Lu Xiaomo, right?
Lu Xiaomo looked sideways, and couldn't help but be frightened, this little girl is so fast, if she is caught, even if she doesn't die, she will have to peel off her skin, a cool breath rushes straight to her head, and the speed under her feet is a little faster.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Xiaomo had already arrived at the hall on the second floor, and after taking a look, he saw more than a dozen old men with slender bodies and white hair and sideburns chatting there, and let out elegant laughter from time to time.
Lu Xiaomo jumped behind them without saying a word.
A dozen old men saw a young man rushing towards him with a stern expression, followed by an angry girl, shouting and howling to kill him.
In the blink of an eye, the young man had already run behind them, and the girl was none other than Qu Zhengtian's granddaughter Qu Yue'er, she was Qu Zhengtian's pearl in the palm of her hand, and she was taken with her every time they met, and she was unrecognizable there.
"Yue'er, what are you doing? chasing a boy like this, recklessly, what kind of system. An old man quipped.
"This bastard...... I'm going to kill him. Qu Yue'er hurriedly stopped her body, bent over and pinched her waist, gasping for breath.
"Look at you kid, you're sweating profusely, why are you running so fast? People who don't know think they're chasing their boyfriends. An old man said happily with his hands behind his back, then glanced at Lu Xiaomo behind him, and said meaningfully: "Did this young man make you angry?" ”
"Uncle Lu...... You're making fun of me again. Qu Yue'er was shy and complaining, and was mistaken for a little girl who guessed her mind.
"Hehe......" Lu Xiaomo grinned.
Qu Yue'er finally eased up, glared at Lu Xiaomo, then sorted out her appearance and made a salute, "Uncle Lu is good." Then he turned to the other old man who spoke, "Hello Uncle Su, hello uncles." ”
Uncle Lu's name is Lu Yuanshan, Qu Zhengtian's closest friend, a top painter known to everyone in Shangjun City, and he has made unparalleled achievements in freehand.
And Uncle Su's name is Su Chengyan, and he also has extraordinary attainments in painting, with an easy-going personality, and a Confucian scholar.
Su Chengyan said with a smile: "Yue'er, why are you so rude, chasing and fighting with a boy, and you're not afraid that our old guys will laugh at you, haha......"
Qu Yue'er blushed, blushed, and murmured, "Uncle Su, why do you always make fun of me." Then he looked at Lu Xiaomo and gritted his teeth and said, "He's just a bastard!"
"Oh" Su Chengyan stroked his beard and became interested, "What's the bastard of him?"
"He drew a picture of me. Qu Yue'er said angrily.
Su Chengyan glanced at Lu Xiaomo, then looked at Qu Yue'er and asked, "Isn't it just a painting?" ”
Lu Xiaomo grabbed in front of Qu Yue'er and said: "I worked hard to draw a picture for her, if I don't appreciate it, I just have to play with me, I am wronged." ”
Su Chengyan said happily: "Yue'er, this is your mistake, he worked so hard to draw a picture for you, how can you treat others like this." ”
"Uncle Su, don't you know what he painted?" Qu Yue'er said angrily, thinking of herself in the painting, she couldn't help but be shy, and her appearance was very shy and lovely.
Su Chengyan said with interest: "What is he painting? Could it be that you are very ugly?"
Lu Xiaomo hid behind Su Chengyan, poked his head out, and said with a smile: "No, I'm a master of painting, and I paint her like a fairy." ”
"You...... Shameless!" Qu Yue'er was angry, eager to dismantle him.
Su Chengyan turned around and said in surprise: "Oh, young man, you can also paint, what did you draw just now that made our family Yue'er so angry?"
Qu Yue'er was furious and burst into a foul mouth, "He can be a fart!"
Lu Xiaomo smiled slyly, looked at Qu Yue'er with bad intentions, and said in a loud voice: "I...... ...... just now"
"You dare to talk nonsense, believe it or not I'll tear your mouth apart. Qu Yue'er immediately interrupted him, afraid that this bastard would tell the matter of the fruit body.
Lu Xiaomo pretended to be innocent, "This old man, you give me a comment, and I just work hard." Then he pointed to Qu Yue'er and accused: "She still has to kill me, you say that I am not wronged." Then he looked aggrieved, "I'm afraid I'm more wronged than Dou E." ”
"You say that the public is reasonable, and the mother says that the mother is reasonable, I really can't judge which of you is right and wrong, there are so many people here, it is not appropriate for you to be so noisy, so let's do it, neither of you two is allowed to make trouble. Su Chengyan presided over justice with his hands behind his back.
"Hmph, I don't want to say another word to him. Qu Yue'er pouted and twisted her head to the side, Yan Ran looked like a little girl with an angry look, I saw pity, and her charm was fully displayed, and she was really a goblin and a stunner.
Lu Xiaomo felt a sigh in his heart, almost looked straight in his eyes, and then sighed: "I was kind enough to paint her a beautiful and unworkable painting, not only did she not appreciate it, but she was kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs." ”
"This little friend, are you also a painter?" Su Chengyan looked at Lu Xiaomo and said.
Lu Xiaomo walked a few steps behind his back, looking like he was no one else, "Painter, you guys are underestimating me too much, I'm a special painter." ”
More than a dozen old men were shocked when they heard this, knowing that the people who came to Qu Zhengtian's studio were extraordinary, could it be that he had become a special painter at a young age?
Seeing everyone's earnest eyes, Lu Xiaomo felt very embarrassed, so he clicked his mouth and said boastfully: "Birds in the sky, beasts on the ground, fish in the sea, scenery, and characters...... All paintings, I know everything, I can do everything......"
Oh, and you've met the masters.
Lu Yuanshan put down the master's shelf and asked humbly: "Xiaoyou is good at freehand? Why don't we have a discussion?" ”
"Capitalization, capitalization, good talk, good talk. Lu Xiaomo looked at him with his hands behind his back and smiled.
As long as Lu Yuanshan sees people who can paint freehand, he always has to discuss with people and compare wins and losses.
"Let's give it a try. Lu Yuanshan rubbed his hands and said.
Lu Xiaomo was puzzled: "What is the freehand?"
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Nima, I don't even know what a freehand is? You still pretend to be a master in a serious way, it's really annoying to me.
"Poof" Qu Yue'er laughed and said, "Uncles, don't believe him, he is a person who runs the train with his mouth." ”
When more than a dozen old men heard this, they thought that Lu Xiaomo was a braggart boy, and their faces were almost green.
An old man asked, "Little friend, how many years have you studied painting?"
"Two years. ”
"In which gallery have you exhibited your work. ”
"It's never been exhibited. ”
"Have you ever had a famous work reported on any website? ”
"Nope. ”
Cut!
More than a dozen old men snorted with their noses, and then turned to leave, no longer paying attention to Lu Xiaomo, who was "open-mouthed".