Pity......

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He comforted himself in his heart: Hmph! Liu Su'an's speed is indeed extremely fast, but he is just playing tricks, and he is just deceiving these laymen, this is completely the rhythm of scribbling, and the quality of this painting must be very average, it must be very rubbish.

Yes, it must be!

Painting requires a peaceful state of mind, the speed of painting is too fast, the control of painting is weak, how can he paint a good work like this?

Just let you Liu Suan sigh for a while!

Thinking about it like this, his heart finally relaxed.

At this time......

The painting on the rice paper is gradually becoming clearer, and the rudiments of the mountain top and the sea of clouds have come out.

At last.

Liu Su'an quickly added a few strokes and stopped.

A picture of the top of the mountain is just like that?

Many people were still immersed in Liu Suan's show-off just now, intoxicated, and had not reacted at all.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to this kind of speed, so I might be able to draw a little faster than you guys." Liu Suan saw everyone's surprised expressions, scratched his head embarrassedly and said.

"There should be applause here." The fat man took the lead in applauding, and said while applauding: "I see that this painting you painted is no worse than that of a professional master, what were you doing so modestly just now!" ”

Yang Zhiyan's eyes lingered, as if he was thinking about something.

Ding Guoqing also nodded frequently, very approvingly.

The other students also applauded the fat man and sent heartfelt praises.

At this moment, only Chen Hao's face is a little ugly, and the top of the mountain on the painting appears in the sea of clouds, giving people a very strong visual impact, as if he has been in the painting at this moment.

No matter from the perspective of spatial sense, virtual and real use, or layering, Liu Suan's paintings can definitely be called masterful.

Such a painting, placed in front of you, can make people feel refreshed and have a sense of immersion.

Chen Hao felt that he couldn't compare at all.

The two are not on the same level at all.

This is the difference between a real amateur and a professional, while the amateur is Chen Hao, and the professional is Liu Suan.

Wrong!

Why does it feel awkward?

Chen Hao, who was immersed in the painting, suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong with the painting.

Yes!

The colors of the mountaintop and the sea of clouds are too bright!

Unexpectedly, he accidentally caught Liu Suan's mistake, and Chen Hao's mood became inexplicably better.

"This painting is not right! How can the colors of the mountaintops and the sea of clouds be so bright? Chen Hao's eyes lit up, and he immediately blurted out, and the corners of his mouth outlined an inexplicable smile.

As soon as this statement came out......

Everyone was attracted by Chen Hao's words, and they looked at it again one by one.

"Looks like the colors are a little lighter, right? Liu Su'an will change quickly? ”

"In this way, it feels a little wrong, can it be changed?"

"It does seem to be a little less flavorful, but I can't tell what's wrong!"

The fat man pinched a handful of sweat for Liu Su'an, he clenched his fists, and was silently cheering for him, hoping that he could correct this mistake back, so that Chen Hao, who was not a big deal to watch the excitement, was speechless.

Ding Guoqing stroked his chin and thought with a frown.

Only Yang Zhiyan looked at Liu Suan quietly and didn't worry too much.

"I'm sorry! It's that I'm not done yet. Liu Suan saw that everyone was looking at him in unison, and said lightly embarrassedly.

Liu Suan!

Are you kidding me?

You're not done?

Why didn't you say it earlier if you didn't finish the painting?

What are you stopping for when you're not done yet?

Chen Hao almost wanted to go crazy, but he held back his anger and waited to see what tricks Liu Suan had to do.

It's all like this, what else can you Liu Suan paint?

No matter how much you draw it, this painting is already a failure!

"I stopped just now because there was no red ink, and I still need red ink to finish this painting." Liu Suan smiled apologetically.

As soon as the words fell.

Someone was going to get the red ink right away.

A few minutes later.

The red ink was brought to Liu Su'an.

This painting is a foregone conclusion, can Liu Suan still be able to remedy it?

Chen Hao couldn't think of anything he could do if he wanted to break his head---- what would Liu Su'an do?

If it were Chen Hao, there would be no way to remedy a failed painting under such circumstances.

Liu Su'an calmly took out another new brush, dipped it in some red ink, and continued to wave to finish the unfinished painting.

I saw him draw a circle in the upper right corner of the painting, and then stopped.

"Is this the end of it? Was this red circle just missing? "Some students couldn't understand it.

"Isn't this the Red Sun? This is how the sun at sunrise in the morning, the sun just after it comes out of the clouds. Someone was quick to get his doubts out.

All of them were immersed in the painting, as if they were standing on the top of a mountain, watching the sun rise over the horizon.

The sky was gradually dyed orange, and then the orange became more and more intense, and the clouds and sky turned purple, and the sun was about to break through the clouds, and the slight halo was slightly revealed, as if it had become a red agate disk, and a sea of clouds between heaven and earth rolled.

Finally, the sun finally jumped out of the clouds, and in an instant it shone brightly, illuminating both the clouds and the top of the mountain.

The trees at the top of the mountain suddenly woke up from their slumber and stained the entire summit green.

The whole painting, after Liu Su'an painted a round of red sun, suddenly became vibrant, the clouds, trees, and mountain tops all seemed to be alive, and even the sun was no longer an inanimate object at this moment, and the light it emitted illuminated the hearts of all viewers.

"The finishing touch, that's the real finishing touch......"

Chen Hao looked at the scenery in front of him, his lips kept trembling, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Finally, add a painting after the red sun, which is a real masterpiece.

Such a painting is really from Liu Su'an's hand.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

For a while, Chen Hao, who was once extremely arrogant, was destroyed and disappeared at this moment!

Yang Zhiyan finally smiled, she believed that Liu Suan had the ability to redeem it, but she didn't expect Liu Suan to be able to do this.

Ding Guoqing's tightly knit brows stretched, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he clapped his hands and kept complimenting: "Okay, great, I have to find someone to frame this painting and hang it in the office." ”

The applause rang out and the cheers continued......

His last stroke, not to save the previous defeat, but to lay the victory on the already excellent foundation, and to complete the painting perfectly.

This is Liu Suan's real confidence and strength!

And Chen Hao compared with him, as if he had become a clown jumping off the beam......

Afterwards......

Under the intentional mediation of Ding Guoqing and Liu Suan, the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

On the dinner table.

Everyone was staggered, chatting and laughing, and it was very lively, and the carefree years of the old college days seemed to have quietly returned at this moment.