"Shenmu Fang Tian is also painting plum blossoms!" At this time, someone in the hall suddenly exclaimed.

The crowd turned around, only to find that Shenmu Fang Tian was also holding a brush and drew a rough outline of a plum blossom.

"I didn't expect Shenmu Fang Tian and Lin Lao to paint plum blossoms. The crowd looked at the plum blossoms painted by Shenmu Fangtian, and then at the plum blossoms painted by Lin Dashan, and immediately shook their heads and sighed.

At a cursory glance, I really can't see which is good or bad, but I can only say that each has its own characteristics.

Brush!

In the hall, Lin Dashan and Shenmu Fangtian were engrossed and concentrated waving the brush in their hands, constantly painting and painting the plum blossoms in their hearts.

In the corner, Yang Fan put his hands behind his back, looked at the general outline drawn by the two of them calmly, and said to himself: "Shenmu Fangtian is even better. ”

At the beginning, Yang Fan was in charge of the prefecture, and countless masters of Chinese painting in history talked about the law of Chinese painting.

Yang Fan's attainments in Chinese painting are naturally unparalleled.

Yang Fan could easily see that the various details and painting methods mastered by Shenmu Fang Tian were much more subtle than Lin Dashan.

However, Lin Dashan's artistic conception is much higher than that of Shenmu Fangtian.

However, although Lin Dashan has a sense of meaning, Lin Dashan's stagnant painting methods cannot support the artistic conception in his heart at all.

In this way, the plum blossoms drawn by Lin Dashan in the end must not be as good as the plum blossoms drawn by Shenmu Fangtian.

Yang Fan shook his head and didn't say much, after all, this was a matter between Shenmu Fangtian and Lin Dashan, and Yang Fan didn't bother to care.

Brush!

At this time, Lin Dashan and Shenmu Fangtian entered the end one after another.

The two proud cold plums also gradually appeared in the field of vision of the crowd.

Whew!

In the crowd, Lin Dashan took a deep breath, slowly lifted the pen, and finally took the lead in completing the work.

"Okay! It's worthy of Lin Lao, this arrogant cold plum is really amazing!" The crowd turned around and looked at the plum blossoms in front of Lin Dashan excitedly.

Lin Dashan's proud plum, even if it is placed in all of Lin Dashan's works, it can definitely be ranked in the top three!

Moreover, Lin Dashan has not painted for ten years, and this "Proud Bone Hanmei" is even more precious!

On the side, Zhang Youguo and Tu Dazhi hurriedly poked their heads over, and carefully looked at Lin Dashan's "Proud Bone Hanmei" before nodding again and again, full of praise: "Good!

Zhang Youguo and Tu Dazhi looked at Lin Dashan's "Proud Bone Hanmei", and they finally breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

With Lin Dashan's masterpieces, Zhang Youguo and Tu Dazhi are also stable in this gamble.

"Shenmu Fangtian is also finished!" At this time, an exclamation suddenly came from the hall.

The crowd was slightly stunned, looked back, and found that Shenmu Fangtian's face was solemn, and he pulled his wrist hard, and then slowly lifted the pen and put the brush aside.

"This ...... This plum blossom ...... "The crowd's eyes were round, staring at the plum blossom painted in front of Shenmu Fangtian.

Shenmu Fangtian's painting is also a proud cold plum in the heavy snow.

However, the plum blossoms painted by Shenmu Fangtian are more vigorous and energetic, as if standing proudly in the snow, with a man with iron bones, which makes people intoxicated.

"Okay! It's so well drawn!" The crowd looked at the plum blossoms painted by Shenmu Fangtian, and the words of praise couldn't help but blurt out.

Soon, the crowd reacted again, as if they felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly covered their mouths.

The strangeness of the crowd naturally attracted Lin Dashan's attention, Lin Dashan walked in front of Shenmu Fangtian with his hands behind his back, and then squinted his eyes, bent his body, and carefully looked at the plum blossoms painted by Shenmu Fangtian.

Of course, Shenmu Fang Tian also walked in front of the plum blossoms painted by Lin Dashan and looked at them carefully.

However, Shenmu Fang Tian just glanced at it, then shook his head with a sneer, and walked back again.

However, Lin Dashan looked at the plum blossoms of Shenmu Fangtian, but he was stunned.

After a long time, Lin Dashan finally withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and sighed: "I lost." ”

Laugh at!

Lin Dashan's voice, like a sharp knife, pierced the hearts of the crowd.

The crowd never expected that even if Lin Dashan, the top Chinese painting master in China, personally took action, he was still not the opponent of Shenmu Fangtian!

"No! No way! How could Lin Lao lose!" Outside the crowd, Zhang Youguo's face was tense, he exclaimed, hurriedly opened the crowd, and squeezed in.

Zhang Youguo frowned, squinted his eyes, carefully looked at the plum blossoms painted by Shenmu Fangtian, and muttered to himself: "This ...... How is this possible......"

Zhang Youguo's eyes were dull and stunned, he never expected that Shenmu Fangtian's attainments in Chinese painting would be so high.

This plum blossom of Shenmu Fangtian is indeed better than Lin Lao's painting!

"Lin Lao, you lost. Shenmu Fangtian put his hands in his pockets and looked at Lin Dashan with a smile.

Lin Dashan's face was pale, his throat was sweet, and he directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Lin Lao!" The crowd was nervous, and hurriedly stepped forward, only then did they support Lin Lao, who was staggering backwards, so as not to fall to the ground.

Lin Lao's chest rose and fell violently, he reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Shenmu Fangtian, I, Lin Dashan, am a trustworthy person, in the future, I will seal the pen!"

Hearing this, the crowd shook their heads in disappointment and sighed, this "Proud Snow and Cold Plum" may also be the last work of Lin Lao's life.

On the side, Da Zhuang gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Youguo, if it wasn't for Zhang Youguo, how could Lin Lao lose to Shenmu Fangtian in the last period of his life, resulting in the sealing of the pen!

"Hehe, although the Chinese painting belongs to your Huaguo, your Huaguo's attainments in Chinese painting are too weak. In the crowd, Shenmu Fang Tian shook his head and sneered.

The crowd clenched their fists and raged.

However, Shenmu Fangtian's attainments in Chinese painting are obvious to all, and he does have enough capital to be proud of.

"In the future, where there is a place where I am a god, I also ask you Huaguo, the so-called masters of Chinese painting, to take a detour. Shenmu Fangtian said as he turned his mocking gaze to Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang.

"The Three Giants of Chinese Painting in China is just a joke. Shenmu Fangtian shook his head and said again: "Now, the entire Chinese painting world has been trampled under my feet by myself, you Huaguo people, it's really sad." ”

Shenmu Fangtian put his hands in his pockets and looked up to the sky and laughed.

However, Lin Dashan pushed away the crowd, straightened up, gritted his teeth and said: "My Chinese painting world is not so unbearable!"

"In this Chinese country, there is a young man, you are definitely not his opponent!"

As he spoke, Lin Dashan set his eyes on Yang Fan in the corner.