Chapter 11 I thought it was bronze, but it turned out to be a king
This scene stunned everyone.
But thinking about it, it is really not easy to make money in society now, and many people think of their parents when they see Wu Xiaoming's appearance.
However, Wu Xiaoming didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and walked over and picked up the painting tools.
"Huh!"
When Wu Xiaoming picked up the painting tools, Qin Mengqi felt as if Wu Xiaoming had changed as if she had changed into a different person, and she couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise.
Not only her, but even the famous experts of the three provinces lit up when they looked at Wu Xiaoming, because the moment Wu Xiaoming picked up the painting tools, the temperament exuded from his body completely changed.
Calm, calm, as if at this moment the whole world is only him and painting.
It's a realm.
Before he started painting, Wu Xiaoming had already shown the demeanor of a master.
"Wait a minute, Mengqi, what do you say I'm going to paint, I can't draw something that's too difficult, I originally wanted to draw a portrait of you, but Chen Shao has preemptively painted it, it's really a headache."
Just when everyone thought that Wu Xiaoming was going to make a quick move, Wu Xiaoming turned his head back and looked at Qin Mengqi and asked.
I originally thought it was a king, but it turned out to be just a bronze.
This is the thought of many people at the scene.
"You····· You just have to draw the scene here."
Qin Mengqi, who thought Wu Xiaoming was a king just now, was asked this question by Wu Xiaoming, and she didn't know what question to ask him.
Just asked him to draw the scene of the birthday party.
This one is a little simpler.
It seems that the three requirements he put forward on the Sharing Male God APP, this Wu Xiaoming only meets the one with charming eyes.
It's right to think about it, so what kind of company can do what kind of sharing boyfriend it requires, and what kind of sharing boyfriend can be sent over.
This advertisement is a bit exaggerated.
Wu Xiaoming didn't know that his employer was not very happy with him now.
After listening to the words of his employer Qin Mengqi, his eyes lit up, and he immediately started to draw quickly on the paper that the hotel had prepared for him a long time ago.
Because he just started painting, others couldn't see anything special, and after Wu Xiaoming didn't know what to paint just now and asked Qin Mengqi, everyone didn't have any hope for Wu Xiaoming's painting skills.
Wu Xiaoming, on the other hand, is immersed in the world of painting.
When he put pen to paper, the drawing skills that had been systematically instilled in his mind immediately appeared.
It's as if he was born with it.
These painting techniques are based on the strengths of others, and they are absolutely unprecedented.
"Hey, isn't this Limin, you? This Qin Mengqi's boyfriend seems to be drawn, showing your greed for money, and this Chen Shao, who seems to be jealous, and ········"
After a while, some people soon discovered that the characters drawn by Wu Xiaoming's pen were lifelike, as if they were alive, especially the eyes, which simply showed everyone's personalities flexibly.
There is also the surrounding scenery, and even the texture of the cake that fell on the ground seems to be visible, not to mention the appearance of the characters, which is almost like taking pictures with a camera.
It even looks more dynamic than a camera shot.
Everyone looked at Wu Xiaoming, who was concentrating on painting, as if he was not painting a picture now, but creating a world.
The banquet hall is the stand of the world, and they are the soul of Wu Xiaoming's paintings.
This is definitely a soul-level painter.
Before the creation was completed, everyone looked at the half-finished painting as if they were fascinated.
It's as if there's a magic that attracts them.
The students, who didn't like painting very much, became painting addicts one by one at this time.
They never imagined that a painting, and a half-finished painting, could be so beautiful.
Not to mention Qin Mengqi and the famous collection experts of the three provinces.
The four of them were already looking at Wu Xiaoming with the eyes of a master.
Especially Qing Mengqi, not only admired Wu Xiaoming's painting skills, but also looked at Wu Xiaoming with a blur and was fascinated.
Chen Shao, who originally hated Wu Xiaoming, was also immersed in Wu Xiaoming's paintings at this moment, temporarily forgetting that Wu Xiaoming was his rival.
Wu Xiaoming painted for three hours before he painted more than half of the painting.
At this time, I don't know when three men in suits came behind them, one Mediterranean, one with a fat head and big ears, and one who looked polite.
If you look closely, the fat-headed and big-eared one looks a little like Chen Shao.
The three of them came down from the second floor, passing by here, and when they saw so many people around, they were curious to come and see what was going on.
After arriving at the scene, they realized that someone was painting, and they were immediately attracted by Wu Xiaoming's paintings.
The polite middle-aged man's face became a little strange after glancing at Wu Xiaoming.
However, Wu Xiaoming didn't pay attention to these things, and the others also kept paying attention to Wu Xiaoming's paintings, and they didn't notice that there were three more of them.
But by this time it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
There is still an hour to go, and the time for Qin Mengqi's employment is about to come, and when the time comes, Wu Xiaoming's painting skills will all disappear.
The most important thing is that this painting will take at least two hours to paint.
There is simply not enough time.
"Okay, let's paint half of this painting, I'm tired of the day today, I've been concentrating for so long, my eyes are dazzled"
In the end, Wu Xiaoming's approach was that he only painted half of this painting, and he stopped his pen and said to everyone.
He believed that with this half of the painting, he would be able to win that Chen Shao, and it should be no problem.
Being systematic is so confident.
"What!
Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard that Hu Xiaoming stopped drawing, and then looked at Wu Xiaoming in disbelief and said.
"Yes, I was going to give this painting to Mengqi as a birthday present, but I prefer that we can finish it together, and I'll leave the remaining half to you, this is the first time we've painted a picture together."
Wu Xiaoming took the half of the painting to Qin Mengqi and handed it to Qin Mengqi and said with a look on his face.
Everyone was infected by Wu Xiaoming's affectionate appearance, and the audience unconsciously burst into warm applause.
At this time, Chen Shao was also awakened by those applause.
Seeing everyone applauding Wu Xiaoming and Qin Mengqi, he felt like a punch on cotton in his heart.
Originally, he wanted to trample Wu Xiaoming under his feet in terms of Qin Mengqi's hobbies, so that he could not be humiliated and gave up Qin Mengqi.
Who knew this guy turned out to be a king when it comes to painting.
He had a feeling that he was being played by Wu Xiaoming and Qin Mengqi together.
Yes, these two must have done it on purpose, and all of this was directed by the two.
A fire of anger burned in Chen Shao's heart.
"Wu Xiaoming, you are looking for death!"
Chen Shao, who had completely lost his mind, let out a loud shout and flashed in front of Wu Xiaoming and Qin Mengqi.