"Tianyu...... Are you sure I painted a portrait of the patriarch......" Yang Feiyu had an uncomfortable expression on his face, and coughed lightly: "Actually, I painted the two of you." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The expressions on Lu Tianyu and Xiu Li's faces froze at the same time, remembering that Yang Feiyu suddenly started painting with great interest some time ago, and asked the two of them to go together after the painting, although they could barely see that the painting was two Taoist priests, but the lines on their faces were almost pasted together, and they could only roughly guess that it was the ancestor of a certain Taoist.

However, Yang Feiyu now said that she painted the two of them, thinking of those two paintings like children's graffiti, the muscles on their faces twitched a few times, and they almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

"What's wrong, isn't it like?" Yang Feiyu asked with some puzzlement as he looked at the expressions on the faces of the two.

"It's still quite similar. Lu Tianyu nodded, the corners of his mouth moved, afraid that he couldn't help laughing.

"Well, then it's up to you to play the first game, there are two more to come anyway. Xiu Li also nodded, when it comes to painting, she and Lu Tianyu are even worse, in comparison, Yang Feiyu is more powerful, and finding a tall one among the short ones can only let Yang Feiyu appear.

It seems that these monks from the Tang Dynasty only have this means. ”

"It's not, what is there to compare with painting, and the national teacher can do everything, even if it is painting, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary people like them. ”

"Yes, it's a blessing for me to be able to see the handwriting of the National Teacher today, I haven't seen it for so many years. ”

When the ministers heard the content of the first competition, they also talked about it, and most of what they said was to belittle Tang Sanzang and his party and praise the three national teachers.

Seeing that the two sides had decided on the first project, the little king also said in unison: "If you want to paint, then paint this hall, the final result will be determined by me, rest assured, I will carefully select the best one as the winner." ”

"Okay, then according to Your Majesty's words. Sha Wanjing nodded, and glanced at the civil and military officials in the hall, although she felt that it was a little difficult, but this challenging feeling was exactly what she liked.

"I don't have a problem either. Yang Feiyu nodded, she is still very confident in her own paintings, some time ago in her room painted more than 100 pieces of drawing paper, those disciples are all praised, saying that they want to take it back and frame it, as a family heirloom forever, these words make her a little fluttering, now it is rare to have the opportunity to show in front of so many people, of course, you can't show too weak.

"Master, it looks like we've lost our first game. Zhu Tianpeng sighed and said, but there was a smile on his face.

"Well, almost. Tang Sanzang nodded, he knew Sha Wanjing's painting level best, that is, put one thing there so that she could draw something else, now there are so many people in the hall, if you want to draw it, you are simply embarrassing her.

Of course, if you don't know how good she is, looking at the confident expression on her face, I'm afraid you would think that her painting strength is really very good.

On the other hand, Yang Feiyu on the other side is also calm and relaxed, without panic at all, at first glance, only people who often paint have such confidence, and this competition seems to have no suspense from the beginning.

"Then set the time, the time of a stick of incense, the two of you draw everyone in this hall, whoever draws it beautifully, then this game will be considered as the winner. The little king explained the rules again, and at the same time added a time limit, the time for a stick of incense is very short, if she wants to draw everyone in the hall, even Tang Sanzang is not very sure, let alone Sha Wanjing, this is undoubtedly a hellish difficulty for her.

A few little eunuchs quickly lifted the two small tables up, Sha Wanjing and Yang Feiyu stood opposite each other a foot away, and the others stood on both sides in order not to disturb the two of them, and the flat paper and pen were too far away to be seen clearly.

"Okay, let's go!" the little king called out with some excitement as he looked at the two men who were already standing at the table and were ready.

A little eunuch lit a stick of incense, and the two of them lifted the pen at the same time, glanced at each other, and their eyes touched in mid-air, as if they had touched sparks, and there was a vague feeling of being evenly matched.

With two brushes, the two of them put down their pens almost at the same time, and then ...... Both sheets of paper were broken at the same time.

The audience was suddenly quiet, and everyone looked at each other, not expecting such a start.

Tang Sanzang slowly turned his head to the side, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, hoping that Sha Wanjing would not say that she had taught her to paint.

"Another one. Sha Wanjing and Yang Feiyu said at the same time, looking at each other, they felt more and more that they had met an opponent in chess, and they needed to go all out to defeat this opponent today.

The two pieces of paper that were punctured were replaced with new ones, the two took a deep breath and adjusted their mentality, and then lowered their heads and began to paint seriously, everyone watched from a distance, only to see the two of them holding a brush like a knife, one stroke at a time, they seemed to be very serious, and the expression on their faces was even more serious, as if they were doing a very serious and solemn thing.

Infected by this emotion, the whole hall fell silent, and everyone tried not to move as much as possible, so as not to affect the two people who were painting seriously, and even the little king stretched out his head to see how they were drawing, but did not speak.

"If I didn't know what she would draw, I guess I would have the same expression as theirs. Tang Sanzang sighed silently in his heart, Sha Wanjing still looked very clear when she got serious, the posture of holding the pen was also very good-looking, her wrist was gently turned, and the brush in her hand seemed to have spirituality, just like the appearance of a master of Chinese painting - just looking at the posture.

On the other side, Yang Feiyu is similar, with a solemn expression, holding a brush in his hand, and painting one stroke at a time, he looks very cautious, as if he is carving something exquisite.

Everyone poked their heads to know what kind of paintings the two had drawn, but because the edges of both sides of the table were upturned, everyone's vision was blocked, but looking at the posture of the two of them, their hearts were already full of anticipation, and they unconsciously stood up straighter, these two paintings will definitely leave a legendary story, and they may be recorded in it, so they naturally want their appearance to be painted better.

"You say...... What will Wan Jing draw?" Zhu Tianpeng also looked at it twice, and said with some curiosity.

"It should be very beautiful, the third senior sister is amazing, the flowers are really beautiful. Ao Xiaobai said with confidence.

"I think...... Maybe those people want to hit someone when they see it. Luo Xi analyzed somewhat rationally: "And will we be arrested and beheaded directly because of the painting of the third senior sister." ”