Wu Qifan stood in front of the desk and wrote a word again, feeling still dissatisfied, always almost something.

Another piece of paper was thrown into the trash, and a group of viewers in the live broadcast room looked depressed.

"Brother Fan, I call you big brother, don't throw it, that word looks good. ”

"That is, Brother Fan's first pair of words is not bad with the words just now. Even though I don't know calligraphy, seeing that character makes me feel like my eyes are shining. ”

"Alas, I don't know what Brother Fan's own words are like?"

"Is there a big hand in this area in the live broadcast room, help analyze it, how is the anchor's words?"

"Yes, yes, help analyze it, I feel good, but I don't understand calligraphy. ”

"Wait, I'll go find my grandfather, the old man should come back from morning exercise at this time. ”

In the imperial capital, in a courtyard, a young man in his twenties hurriedly ran out of the room.

"Grandpa, grandpa......"

"What's the matter, you kid stays at home every day, and you don't know how to go out for a run, so how can you find a daughter-in-law. ”

"Grandpa, why don't you follow my parents, I'll move out and live alone tomorrow. ”

When the old man heard his grandson's words, he hurriedly said, "I didn't listen to your parents nagging every day, and your grandmother also told me about this matter every day, and it was smooth."

Moreover, you are also of age, and it is time to find a daughter-in-law to come back. ”

"Don't worry, I'm sure I'll find my daughter-in-law, don't listen to their nonsense. Hurry up, come and help me look at the calligraphy. ”

The old man asked in surprise, "Aren't you the least disliked writing calligraphy?"

"I didn't write it, it's an anchor on the Internet who is writing calligraphy, you go and evaluate it for me. I look at the writing well, better than what you write every day. ”

Hearing this, the old man's face suddenly turned bad, and the grandson woman said that other people's calligraphy was better than his.

At this time, Wu Qifan had already thrown away the third piece of paper, and he was a little puzzled, how could he not find the feeling of writing in Haoran Academy.

I can't say that the words are bad, but there is no comparison with the words written in Haoran Academy.

Moreover, he has now reached the artistic conception, and it will be better to write according to the words.

I thought to myself, is it the reason why there is no aura?

It's not right to think about it, the artistic conception has nothing to do with the aura, that is a kind of realm, even if there is no aura, he should be able to write the words of the artistic conception, but he has no special ability.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched Wu Qifan throw the paper into the trash again, and they were so depressed.

I thought to myself, should I go to the trash can of the anchor's house, I heard that someone has done this kind of thing.

When he was about to write for the fourth time, Wu Qifan paused and suddenly understood what was going on.

When Wu Qifan put pen to paper again, he no longer looked elegant, just like ordinary people writing.

"Good as Water"

When Wu Qifan wrote these four words, the barrage in the live broadcast room became less.

Soon, someone posted a barrage and said: "Strange, how do I feel that these four words are different from what I just wrote?"

"Dude, I also feel different, and I don't know the difference there, it looks no different from the words I just threw away. ”

"It's definitely different, you didn't see it, Brother Fan didn't throw away the words, we can participate in the lottery. ”

Wu Qifan wrote five words in one go, and stopped.

"Okay, that's all for the lottery, drawing might be a little slower. ”

Wu Qifan laid out the paper for painting, looked out the window, picked up the paintbrush and moved.

More than 20 minutes later, an ink painting appeared on the paper.

This time, even if you don't know how to draw, you can see that this painting is a good painting.

"Rub, don't grab it from me for a while, I want this painting. ”

"Get out, Brother Fan, don't draw a lottery for this painting, can I pay for it?"

"Brother in front, Brother Fan is not short of money now. ”

"It's really not bad money, our company wanted to ask Brother Fan to add a month's advertising on the live broadcast software, but Brother Fan ignored it. ”

In the courtyard of the imperial capital, Wang Mingyu pulled his grandfather into the house, and at this time Wu Qifan's five characters had been written.

Seeing the argument on the screen, he said depressedly: "Brother Fan has written well, but he has drawn another picture, grandpa, you can help me take a look." ”

The old man stared at the computer screen, already stunned.

He has seen a lot of ink paintings, and he also has a collection of calligraphy and paintings of the ancients.

Wu Qifan's painting made him feel incredible.

"Are you sure he drew it?"

"Of course, it's live. Wang Mingyu looked at his grandfather speechlessly.

There are 100,000 people in the live broadcast room at this time, so many people are watching, and there can be fakes.

"The level of this painting is very high, higher than your Grandpa Mo's. ”

Wang Mingyu opened his mouth wide and said in astonishment: "It's impossible, isn't it? Grandpa Mo's painting is a million!"

Seeing that his grandfather was sure, Wang Mingyu was not calm.

", Brother Fan, my grandfather said this painting is worth millions, don't give it away. ”

Afraid that others would not be able to see it, he directly gave a gift of 1,000 yuan.

After his barrage was issued, the barrage in the live broadcast room instantly became lively.

"Brother, even if it's Brother Fan, you can't blow it like this! A painting is millions, you think you are a master. ”

"It's, it's just, you're going too far. ”

"If you don't believe it, you can go and check Mo Xiao's paintings, my grandfather knows him. My grandfather said that Brother Fan's paintings are even better than Grandpa Mo's. ”

Although many people still don't believe it, they still searched it casually, and they were immediately not calm.

"Brother, are you sure you're not kidding, your grandfather knows Master Mo, and says that this painting is better than Master Mo's?"

"Sure. My grandfather called Master Mo and should be over in a moment. ”

"Brother, can you start a live broadcast?"

"Okay, Grandpa Mo will come in a while, I'll start the live broadcast. ”

Seeing the barrage on the screen, Wu Qifan didn't speak, the painting that reached the artistic conception was definitely at the master level, otherwise how would he complete the task.

Of course, this painting is certainly not worth millions, because the scenery chosen is not good.

After thinking about it, he looked at the arrogant rabbit outside and drew it directly.

A master's painting is definitely worth something, and if you want to make it worthless, then draw something fun.

In addition, Wu Qifan is ready to paint more, so that the painting is worthless.

Because he knows very well that his paintings are too valuable and not good, and it is likely that something will happen after sending them out.

He doesn't need to be like those masters, who make money with paintings, he just wants to complete the task.

is also a strange thing like Wu Qifan, and other art masters all want to paint masterpieces, only he wants to use the master-level level to paint some worthless paintings.

In the courtyard, when Wu Qifan had painted all five paintings, the old man came in slowly.

"Old man Wang, what is there on your phone that you can't say clearly, do you want me to come here?"

Wang Wenmin was inside, sitting in front of the computer, explaining the five characters to the audience.

Wang Mingyu ran out and shouted, "Grandpa Mo, come in quickly, my grandfather doesn't have time now." ”

The old man looked at Wang Mingyu and walked towards his room.