Almost instantly, the eyes of the entire venue converged.

"Whose child is this, take it away!"

"You actually insulted Master Song, don't you want to die?"

"I actually said that Master Song's painting is rubbish, you hang you up to paint like this, who wouldn't be a fool?"

Everyone accused, if it weren't for the fact that the king was still a child, he would have been thrown out.

Liu Tingcheng, who was sitting at the second table, only felt that this voice was very familiar at the moment, but because the back row was too dark, she couldn't see who that person was.

On the contrary, Liu Changqing recognized it, this is her classmate, Wang Tu!

Wang Tu walked forward step by step, and the people around him looked at Wang Tu with an idiot look, and Liu Changqing was still desperately lip slapping Wang Tu.

"This is the famous Master Song of Zhonghai, not something that can be measured by your comment skills!"

But Wang Tu just smiled and continued to walk forward, Liu Changqing was dying, where did he get his confidence, he actually thought that his three-legged cat kung fu could guide Master Song like he pointed to himself.

Although she Liu Changqing is known as a genius in calligraphy and painting, she is still too far behind the famous Master Song.

Wang Tu commented that her paintings were fashionable and like crazy, who knows what he will say to offend everyone later?

It was all the big bosses of all parties present, not her classmates who would only eat and eat a little jealousy.

Liu Changqing wanted to stand up and persuade to stop it, but was held down by her father Liu Xingcheng.

"I'm sorry, I just walked away, what did you say?" Master Song smiled falsely.

Wang Tu pointed to Master Song's tiger hunting diagram and said word by word: "I said you, the painting is very rubbish." ”

Master Song laughed: "Since I started learning brush and ink, no one has ever said that my paintings are rubbish, and even my teachers have praised me for my extraordinary talent. ”

And the old man in white couldn't sit still, and said angrily: "That's right, I have read countless paintings, Master Song's painting is the most powerful painting I have ever seen, this tiger is in ambush, like a killer buried in the shadows, it is difficult for ordinary people to look at it, even if it is used in the town house, it is not an exaggeration." ”

"You are a young child, how dare you speak wildly, and you don't retreat quickly. ”

Wang Tu said with a serious face: "Didn't you ask me to comment?"

"Master Song is inviting everyone to calligraphy and painting, what's your business?"

Someone once said that if you want to understand the essence of calligraphy and painting, you must grind the inkstone for three years, hold the pen for three years, cover the paper for three years, and tremble the ink for three years, so that it can be regarded as a beginner.

Like Master Song, he has already mastered the essentials, at least since he was a child, he has been learning calligraphy and painting since he was a child, and it has been more than 20 years before he has been able to achieve great success, and he is respected as Master Song and is famous throughout Zhonghai.

"I am a master of calligraphy and painting. Wang Tu stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly.

"Poof!" Liu Moxue smiled, and in fact many people laughed.

Such a guy under the age of twenty, who claims to be a master of calligraphy and painting, is afraid that he will laugh off people's big teeth!

Since ancient times, everyone in calligraphy and painting has been admired by thousands of people, they have no power and average family background, but the bigwigs from all walks of life have to pay respect.

"Just you, go home, don't be embarrassed here. ”

Liu Moxue didn't expect that this guy who wanted to chase his sister turned out to be an arrogant person, and in order to perform in front of Liu Changqing, he didn't even want his senses.

I looked at him indifferently before, but it turned out that he was just pretending, and this person was an idiot.

Liu Changqing shook his powder fist and lightly hammered the table, scolding in his heart why this person is so stupid, where did he get the courage to say that he is a master of calligraphy and painting, and now if you admit your mistake and retreat, no one will hold you accountable.

Why bother with a momentary strength?

Liu Tingcheng looked at the back of Wang Tu, and felt more and more familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember who it was.

"Mr. Wang......," Liu Liancheng said worriedly.

Even though Wang Tu is a martial artist and holds magical powers, it is absolutely impossible to compare with Master Song in this kind of literary fighting.

As the saying goes, interlacing is like separating mountains, and civil and military do not intersect, not to mention that Master Song's heritage has been accumulated for decades.

Mr. Wang can't not only understand treasures, but also master martial arts, and also know calligraphy and painting, right?

"I don't know what is the shortcomings of my painting, so you can give such an evaluation?" Master Song said with a smile.

In the eyes of everyone, Master Song has reached a new height, worthy of being a big man in the middle of the sea, with a generous bearing, even in the face of provocation, he is calm and calm.

I usually think that Master Song is a celebrity, far away, but when I see it today, it turns out that he is so approachable, which makes everyone respectful.

On the other hand, Wang Tu is like a clown who jumps off the beam, he has no half ability, and he only comes to power to please everyone.

"It's an exaggeration to say that it's a cat. The king suddenly spoke.

"What did you say?" is Master Song's bearing, and he can't stand the painting of Wang Tu insulting him.

"It's just presumptuous!"

"Master Song's tiger is vivid, fierce and aggressive, I am in a cold sweat when I see it, you actually say that it is a cat. ”

"You can do it, you can do it. ”

Wang Tu's eyes condensed slightly, and he said indifferently: "Have you ever seen a real deep mountain tiger?"

"Haha, between calligraphy and painting, it all depends on the artistic conception, if you really have to see it to paint, then who can control the real dragon?" Master Song smiled contemptuously.

It's a pity that he couldn't have thought of it in his life, let alone a real dragon, even the noble and supreme white dragon girl of the dragon clan, and the kings and disciples have ridden it.

"The tiger is the king of the mountain, ruling over all beasts, majestic in all directions, and a roar can break people's courage. ”

"Not bad. Master Song nodded, he didn't expect this person to be a little knowledgeable.

Suddenly, the voice of the king disciple seemed to descend from the nine heavens, turning into a heavenly god, overlooking mortals.

"You are just a coward who indulges in his own imagination, how can you understand the demeanor of a king?"

"If the king wants to do it, he will do it, why hide, ambush, and wait for the opportunity to move?"

"Besides, tigers are beasts and belong to yin, what do you mean by painting a yin beast to celebrate Yang Shou?" Wang Tu asked.

"This is called a symbol, it is a symbol that Old Man Liu should be old and strong, born like a tiger, what do you know?" Master Song actually felt that he was a little lacking in confidence.

"There are so many heroes in the world, but it is ridiculous to use a beast to symbolize it!"

Wang Tu said, took out a new piece of paper, held the bamboo pen, the pen must be volleyed, and touched the tea lightly.

I have a pen like a knife, and I can cut the evil in the world!

But the action of the king disciple fell into the eyes of the big bosses, but it was a joke.

"You're so mistaken, that's tea!"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, this guy shouldn't be a blind man, can't he even tell the difference between water and ink?"

"Seeing that he was aggressive just now, I thought it wouldn't work, but he turned out to be an idiot, and he actually wanted to paint with tea, damn it, I shouldn't see a stall of yellow, right?"

"Do you think he'll draw a picture of a chicken pecking rice?"

When everyone saw Wang Tu dipping tea, they immediately slapped the table and laughed.

And at this time, Liu Chengcheng finally saw the face of the king's disciple, she frowned suspiciously, isn't this the kid who gave her half a piece of the star to save the sky, you are a mountain digger, how dare you say that you are a master of calligraphy and painting?

"He'll just hold on to it, and wait to see the show. Liu Xingcheng sneered.

It was only a dozen seconds before Wang Tu stopped writing.

"Why, you can't put it on, can you?" someone scoffed.

Wang Tu turned a deaf ear, looked at Liu Changqing, and said solemnly: "Liu Changqing, do you remember what I told you, what is a general?"

"With one as a hundred, standing up to the sky, magnificent and majestic, and magnificent. Somehow, Liu Changqing blurted out without even thinking at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Changqing remembered Wang Tu's sentence "The ape-armed general is not old, and he swallows 100,000 feathers in the forest", as well as the crimson figure who was not in the flames and held a spear.

Unconsciously, Liu Changqing has become obsessed with that king-like figure.

"Yes. Wang Tu turned his head to look at Master Song.

"This mountain yin tiger is just a beast, he only knows how to fill his stomach and hunger, but he doesn't know the pride of the world, how can he compare with a hero. ”

"Compared to your Tiger Hunting Diagram, how is my battlefield general Yindang?"

Wang Tu suddenly picked up the inkstone, waved his hand, and splashed all the ink inside on the drawing paper.

"What are you doing here?"

"Are you playing in the water?" Liu Moxue scolded.

Only Old Man Liu and the old man in white suddenly stood up, their eyes widened, and they couldn't speak for a while.

Liu Changqing also stood up immediately, covering his mouth in surprise, with a look like seeing a god in his eyes.

"What a battlefield general's seal, it's a mess......"

Master Song walked over and was about to start sneering, but when his eyes moved to the painting under Wang Tu's hand, he was instantly dumbfounded, and his hands trembled like chaff.

"How is it possible, how is it possible?"

Master Song grabbed Wang Disciple's hand like a madman: "How did you do it, how did you do it!"

Everyone looked confused, why did Master Song suddenly become like this, could it be that the painting was too ugly and disgusted Master Song?

The old man in white shook his head in shame.

"It's because I underestimated the heroes of the world, but I didn't expect there to be such a miracle in this world. ”

"What the hell is going on, old man?" Everyone was seated one step lower than the chairman's table and the second table, so even if they all stood up, they couldn't see what was really on the king's drawing paper.

The old man in white sighed, his eyes revealing a kind of longing.

"It is. ”

"Splash ink into a painting!"