Huang Qingya looked at Tang Chen's grinning face, no matter how she looked at it, it looked like she was provoking!

"It's okay with your proposal, I completely accept your suggestion, but what I suspect is that you have the ability to paint? However, Huang Qingya was a little disdainful of Tang Chen's words, painting is different from learning to write, and there will be no great results without a long period of exercise. She didn't believe that Tang Chen, a junior high school student who had just graduated from a rural elementary school, could have any painting ability.

Even she, who graduated from Suicheng, didn't dare to say such a thing, and when they were in elementary school, they only dabbled a little bit in painting, and at most they could draw some simple animals and flowers. Tang Chen actually said wildly that he would match her with any pictures whatever she wrote, he was really arrogant, and he was not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue!

Hearing Huang Qingya's words, everyone looked at Tang Chen with puzzled looks, after all, Huang Qingya's questioning was indeed a problem. And Deng Hua on the side looked at Tang Chen with a mocking expression, he didn't believe Tang Chen even more than Huang Qingya.

"Hehe~" Facing everyone's various eyes, Tang Chen didn't distinguish it. He stood up and walked through the crowd to Huang Qingya's side, looking at her with smiling eyes. Since Huang Qingya had already announced the adjournment of the meeting just now, everyone was now standing in the aisle. In the face of Tang Chen's sudden smile, they were also a little stunned, Tang Chen could still laugh at this time?

"What are you doing, if you can't do it, just say it, don't look at me with such eyes!" Huang Qingya was uncomfortable by Tang Chen's eyes, so she snorted coldly.

"Lend me your notebook and pen. Tang Chen still smiled.

"Why should I lend it to you?" Huang Qingya was a little baffled by Tang Chen's abrupt request, and the class cadres watching from the side were also becoming more and more confused, Tang Chen's thinking was jumping a little fast, and they couldn't keep up.

"Let me see if I have that strength!" Tang Chen retracted the smile on his face and said seriously. Facts speak louder than words! Mouth cannons are useless, and only by using strength can we silence others.

At this time, Huang Qingya and the others understood what he meant, it turned out that they were planning to "perform" on the spot! This made them a little excited, whether Tang Chen was confident or in vain, it was about to be revealed!

Huang Qingya didn't hesitate, and directly took the notebook and pen to Tang Chen. Now that it had reached this point, she had no way to retreat at all, but there were still many bandans watching beside her! And she wanted to see what Tang Chen could draw, how dare she be so arrogant!

"Do you want to help you change a pencil?" Huang Qingya asked with "concern" when handing Tang Chen the pen and notebook.

"That's better!" Tang Chen was not polite to her, although he could draw with a ballpoint pen, but what he was best at drawing with a pencil was to sketch. In his previous life, although he also saw on the Internet, there was a rural guy in his twenties who drew various things in the world with a ballpoint pen. Especially some ancient buildings in Huaguo, he painted them even more exquisitely, and he didn't know that he had exploded hundreds of streets of the so-called famous painting "Nude Girl" bought by a wealthy man for 1 billion yuan.

Tang Chen admired that guy very much, but the aesthetics of the world were too strange, so his paintings were not valuable.

Tang Chen had learned sketching in his previous life, and he was a little accomplished. When I was in junior high school, I would draw some characters from comics in my notebook when I had free time. At that time, "Inuyasha" was being broadcast all over the country, and Tang Chen liked it very much, so the characters in "Inuyasha" he drew the most. Now let him draw a character sketch, he has no pressure at all.

Huang Qingya didn't laugh at Tang Chen, she opened the desk and took out a pinned pencil from a small pencil case inside and handed it to Tang Chen.

Everyone gathered around him, even Huang Qingya, she wanted to know how strong Tang Chen's strength was more than others.

It didn't take long for the outline of a woman to appear on the notebook, because the facial features had not been drawn, so everyone didn't know who Tang Chen was drawing. But even so, they knew that Tang Chen was really powerful, and he wasn't bragging. Looking at Tang Chen's technique, you can know that this is definitely practiced!

At this time, Huang Qingya's face finally changed a little, she knew more than the people present. Tang Chen drew a character sketch, and at a glance, he knew that it was a real person sketch, which was a relatively difficult one in sketching. Tang Chen was able to sketch a rough outline in such a short period of time, the process was smooth, and the more he painted, the faster he painted, which he couldn't do without several years of skills! She didn't understand why Tang Chen, a student in a township, could do this, and at this moment she knew that she was going to lose again.

When Tang Chen first started painting, he was still a student, so he was a little slow to paint. But after he painted for a while, he slowly regained the feeling of his previous life, so he drew faster and faster. After a while, a beautiful sketch gradually took shape.

At this time, the onlookers next to him glanced at Huang Qingya next to him with strange eyes, with an inexplicable meaning on their faces, but Deng Hua stared at Tang Chen's paintings with jealous eyes.

"Qingya, let's see if Tang Chen's painting is you?" Song Chunfeng, who was standing behind Huang Qingya, said excitedly.

Hearing Song Chunfeng's voice, Huang Qingya, who had been in a state of emptiness, finally came to her senses, and she hurriedly looked at Tang Chen's notebook.

At this time, Tang Chen's painting was basically at the end, and some shadows were dealt with.

The painting shows a girl standing on a podium with her hands propped up on a table. The girl's hair is tied high on her head with a hairdress, two rows of cartoon hairpins with butterfly wings are scattered on both sides, and the narrow eyes, tall nose, small mouth, and slightly upturned chin show the pride to the fullest. Isn't this what Huang Qingya looked like when she came to power to run for class president in the morning?

Huang Qingya's face turned red as soon as she brushed it, and she secretly scolded Tang Chen in her heart, why don't you paint yourself well? Originally, she lost to Tang Chen in front of the class cadres today, which made her feel a little embarrassed, but now it is even more embarrassing. He said that he was bragging, and he immediately slapped himself in the face with his own portrait, is there anything more humiliating than that?

Huang Qingya had just given birth to this idea in her heart, and the next moment she answered herself. Yes! I saw that Tang Chen wrote two lines of extremely elegant words directly next to him after finishing the last stroke of the painting: "Beauty, why is the amount small? Where could Huang Qingya not understand the meaning? This is saying that she has a small belly, and she is grasping some small things.

Huang Qingya's face was bruised, and the matter related to her innocence became a trivial matter in his mouth?! But she lost to him twice in a row in the morning and now, and she was not qualified to speak at all. Looking at the strange eyes of the people next to her, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Tang Chen stood up, glanced at everyone, and finally stopped his gaze on Huang Qingya, whose face was blue for a while and red for a while, and said: "It is the bounden duty of each of our classmates to contribute to the class, and I am willing to be responsible for one-third of the content of the blackboard newspaper." Okay, so be it, I'll go first. After speaking, Tang Chen turned around in a dashing manner and left the classroom. A vivid sketch is enough to prove his strength, after all, the "real model" is on the side, so this persuasiveness has increased N times.

The people in the classroom looked at each other, and no one spoke. Even Huang Qingya didn't say anything more, as a loser, what else could she say? Tang Chen didn't take the opportunity to ridicule her, he had already saved face for her. Of course, the sentence Tang Chen left on the painting was enough to cause her some damage. Huang Qingya looked at the notebook in her hand and stared at the painting on it, the painting was a good painting, but unfortunately the two lines next to it were extremely dazzling.

She wanted to tear it off and tear it to shreds, but she stopped the moment her hand touched the page, and after a few changes in her face, she closed it and put it on her desk. This is the shame that the bastard left for himself, and he must keep it himself. Someday, she'll make that bastard double and apologize to herself by standing in front of herself!

"Chunfeng, let's go back to the dormitory. Huang Qingya is Huang Qingya, but after a while, she regained her composure, and then the two walked out of the classroom under the gaze of everyone. Tang Chen proved herself with her strength, she had nothing to say. It's just that the more powerful Tang Chen is, the stronger Huang Qingya's desire to "defeat" him, and the pride and dignity in her heart must not be trampled under his feet like this! As for other people's gossip, she won't care about it!

The two protagonists have already left, and the people watching the play have naturally left, whispering along the way, discussing what has just happened.

Deng Hua, who was walking at the back, had a gloomy face, his eyes were flashing, staring at Huang Qingya's back not far ahead, not knowing what he was thinking...

(Xiao Chen states here that there will be no tragedy in this book.) If you are born again, of course your life must be perfect, otherwise why be reborn?)