According to Zhou Dingcheng's meaning, at this end today, no one on either side will lose face. Besides www.biquge.info after all, it is small, and a draw is already a win. Everyone is tired, and besides, this wine still has to be drunk!

It stands to reason that such a result is obviously not good for Tang Bohu and others, and the old talent has a tie with a new talent, and it will not sound good if it spreads. Unexpectedly, before they could speak out, they were the first to jump out and compare, looking unconvinced.

All three of them wondered in their hearts, could it be that this kid really had a secret in his paintings, and could win in one fell swoop, or at least defeat one of them?

In the field of painting, the three Chinese Zhengming are obviously weaker, and if you want to defeat one of them, you should aim at him. Painting with Tang Bohu and Shen Zhou is simply unthinkable in the eyes of everyone, after all, the specialty of these two people is painting, not calligraphy.

Tang Bohu agreed without any burden. Wen Zhengming is somewhat cowardly, but there is no way to retreat, if he really wants to retreat, I am afraid that the hypocrite's hat will be difficult to take off in this life. Shen Zhou is indispensable, better than not, no better than not, anyway, he doesn't take this reputation very seriously.

In the end, there is no Shen Zhou, and among the four great talents in Wuzhong, there is no name for him, not that he is not qualified, but he is too indifferent and ambitious, and he never shows his dew, which is equivalent to giving up on himself.

Fame is such a thing, sometimes you don't fight for it yourself, and it won't fall on your head from the sky, but in Suzhou, Shen Zhoucaizi's laurels are still stable, but they are not among the four majors.

The name of a talented person is to be comprehensively assessed, not only good at calligraphy and painting can be shortlisted, but also good at articles and words, for example, Zhou Wenbin is only good at poetry and articles, and he is also included in the four major talents.

At this time, Wen Bin didn't care about anything else, he walked over and pocketed the four works without blushing, as for whether the four of them still wanted to exchange their own works, he didn't care, and he didn't blink his eyes.

"The one who is close to the ink is black, Wenbin is such a good child, he was just taken by some people around him. Pomegranate looked at Wen Bin with a greedy look, and said with emotion.

Listening to her old-fashioned words, Qiu Xiang and Xiao Nier were about to burst into laughter, Wen Bin is still a child, a few years older than you.

"In this case, the child is even more pitiful, and he may be taken into the pit by someone one day. "I don't care about the calligraphy and painting of talented people, and I can't do it at all. Still, she still has to sneer at Pomegranate, where is there any fun if she doesn't fight.

Zhou Dingcheng paced over and whispered: "Boy, are you able to grow up for a while, and you will accept it if you don't see it?"

Besides, he smiled slightly, shook his head and said nothing. Of course, Zhou Dingcheng doesn't understand his mentality, for him, winning or losing doesn't matter much, he just wants to take the opportunity to take the works of the three people, and the opportunity will not come again.

The works of these three people have a price in the market, and sometimes they will fluctuate, but they will only rise and not fall, so these three people also attach great importance to their calligraphy and paintings, unlike besides, there is no price in the market.

In addition, he is a latecomer, regardless of whether he wins or loses, it is an honor in itself to be able to compete with these three people, such as Wen Bin, who is not qualified for this time, and has lost a lot in the reputation of the literati. Moreover, through these competitions, I naturally got the admission ticket for Jiangnan talents, which is indeed a very cost-effective business.

At the beginning, Chen Musa set the goal of defeating Tang Bohu and Wen Zhengming in Jiangnan, and finally defeating Wang Shizhen, the overlord of the literary world, in the capital, so that he could be qualified to become the successor of the mantle of Chen's science. At the time, he thought it was impossible, but now he was on his way.

Although the trek through the darkness was extremely difficult, the dawn was ahead.

At the moment, according to Fang Cai's agreement, each of the four people continued to complete a piece of calligraphy to exchange, and he wrote three copies, and he wanted to exchange one copy with each of the three.

Although it is an exchange, the four of them are still very attentive, and they are only stronger than the previous one. It's also a silent contest, not a game like a game.

After the exchange, he showed a sincere smile to the three of them: "Thank you, brothers!"

The three of them immediately felt as if they had been punched in the chest, and they had fallen for this kid, where did he come to compete, obviously using this method to get calligraphy and painting, and they only realized it now, and it was too late to regret it.

The competition of calligraphy and painting was proposed by Tang Bohu, and even forced to agree, and the proposed exchange conditions were not too harsh, and they all fully agreed. This pit is perfectly dug!

For Tang Bohu and them, a calligraphy and painting is nothing, and they are angry that they have fallen into the calculation. This guy has a handsome face that is simpler and kinder than anyone else, but he plays with the three of them who have become fine characters. It's a snake swallowing an elephant, and they absolutely don't want to put up with it.

"Count it in. Tang Bohu snorted coldly.

Wen Zhengming was silent with a bitter face, in fact, he didn't feel much loss in his heart, and there was still a certain gap between the words and him, but some of the new essence was still worth his reference, so it seems that he has earned it, after all, in his realm, innovation is a big problem, and every small progress is a surprise.

Shen Zhou was also smiling bitterly, he didn't care about exchanging calligraphy and paintings, but he was unwilling to be calculated, and he felt like an eighty-year-old lady was tightening her child's hands.

After all, the four of them re-spread the paper and took the pen to meditate on the idea.

The process of painting is obviously much more complicated than writing, and the effort and effort required are not the same. Generally speaking, painting a picture in a few hours can only be said to be in a hurry, and most of them are works that are usually good at drawing, and they are just copied at this time.

But today, these four people are obviously more energetic, and they don't want to take shortcuts, but want to create on the spot and come up with their new works. This is not only a challenge to compete with others, but also a challenge to yourself, and there is a great probability of failure in on-the-spot creation, which is often discovered in the second half.

"Second uncle, won't you be at the bottom again this time when you paint?" Wen Jie ran over and whispered into Zhou Dingcheng's ear.

Besides, he also feels faceless at the bottom, although he can afford to lose, after all, the opponent is too strong, but he still wins after all.

"If you play normally, you won't be at the bottom, you should be able to suppress Xiao Ming, and if you fight with Zhou Zhouyou, it will be more difficult than Xiao Tang, unless Xiao Tang himself is not angry. Zhou Dingcheng deliberately amplified his voice and said.

He is determined to hack these three people today, usually he doesn't call them that, but calling them like this today is nothing more than to disturb their minds.

Sure enough, Tang Bohu and the other three all turned dark, this partiality is too obvious, can you not show it publicly. In fact, when Zhou Dingcheng judged his works, he still enforced the law impartially, and they were also convinced.

Wen Zhengming was not convinced, he was indeed not good at painting, but this was not good at comparing with Tang Bohu and Shen Zhou, not that he was good at painting. Why did Zhou Dingcheng say that he was overwhelmed in painting.

Wen Zhengming was indeed amazed when he saw the Zhang Menglong stele copied by him, but he had never seen his paintings, and he really didn't believe how clever his paintings were.

Shen Zhou was in a state of mind, and he was even more energetic, if he was better than him in painting, there would be no place for this old face today.

Besides, he has no bottom in his heart, he has never seen Wen Zhengming's paintings, and they have not been handed down in later generations, and Wen Zhengming has no one to comment on his painting level in history, is he an underestimated painter?

He didn't dare to despise it, as long as Zhou Dingcheng's export evaluation was naturally not at an ordinary level, otherwise he would not care about it at all. He has seen Shen Zhou's painting once, the painting style is delicate, the pen is old, it is indeed that he is not enough, Zhou Dingcheng said that he can have a fight, in fact, to encourage him, cheer him up.

Compared with Tang Bohu, there is no hope at all, I am afraid that even if you come up with the highest level of your oil painting, it will also be a loss. Sotheby's New York auctioned one of his vertical scrolls "Lushan Waterfall View", which started at 300 million US dollars, and after 120 rounds of bidding, it was finally sold for 590 million US dollars (about 3.59 billion yuan).

However, I didn't give up completely, even if I lost, I had to lose decently, look good, and I couldn't lose in a mess. Just like the test Xiaokai just now, although he is a step worse than Wen Zhengming, he also has many commendable points, and even surpasses in some parts, but he is slightly inferior on the whole.

Besides, I didn't put down the pen immediately, and suddenly I felt a little hungry, so I went back to the other side, took the melon, fruit and pastry on the table and ate it in a big gulp, looking very greedy.

He took the lead in eating, and Tang Bohu and others also put down their paintbrushes and followed. Tang Bohu ate a few melons and fruits and began to drink, but Wen Zhengming drank tea and ate snacks, only Shen Zhou was the same, whether it was wine or melon and fruit cakes.

"What's the matter, you still have to play in the middle of the game, it's not wrestling!" Pomegranate couldn't help but be happy when she looked at it.

"The loss of essence is too great, so we have to make up for it. Besides, he laughed.

"You don't see him when he heals people, and then he eats about half a deer. Xiao Nier looked at him eating and drinking, and suddenly thought of the scene where he ate half a deer in one meal after giving acupuncture to people in his hometown. And the first meal he had when he arrived at her house, he almost ate a third of the breakfast prepared by the store.

Besides, the amount of food is usually not large, and sometimes the appetite is open, which is not worse than the big stomach.

"Eat half a deer? Pomegranate didn't believe it.

"Gongzi, have you really eaten half a deer?" Qiu Xiang asked for confirmation.

"Yes, the average family background is not enough for me to eat. "Besides, it's a little weird, and I don't forget to gag.

Shen Zhou smiled: "Besides, why don't we compare the two of us to painting, how about eating meat?"

Shen Zhou is also a foodie, he has no wine, no meat and no joy every day, and his appetite is surprisingly big, and the silver he gets from selling paintings is basically filled. At this time, I heard that I had a big appetite, and I couldn't help but feel like I was meeting an opponent in chess.

Shen Zhou said in his heart: I can't compare to you than drinking, and I can't compare to you more than eating meat?

Wen Bin couldn't wait for this, and hurriedly ordered: "Tell the cook, hurry up, roast a deer up!"