"Let me first introduce you to the three masters. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The one on the far left is Master Steve from the United States. At the age of seventeen, he became world-famous for his painting "Riverside in Louisiana," and in the following paintings, his technique improved greatly in each of them.......

In the middle is the master Thatchers from England, who began to learn to paint at the age of four and showed considerable talent from an early age. His works are full of spirituality, and every stroke is just right, and he is known as the greatest painter of his time......

The one on the far right is the Chinese master Yang Daqian, who is proficient in traditional Chinese ink painting and is known as the leader of the Southern School. He is especially good at painting tigers, wolves and other beasts, and each picture of a beast is vivid, and countless collectors have spent a lot of money just to ......"

Every time Sa Beibei introduced someone, there was a round of applause from the audience.

Liu Xing took a deep breath and strode into the studio, he looked around at the audience below, and suddenly his pupils shrank. In the middle of the third row, there sat a young woman with sunglasses, and at this moment the young woman also raised her head.

Their eyes met.

Yang Lixuan took off her sunglasses, winked at Liu Xing mischievously, and clenched her fists in a cheering gesture. Today she painted a light makeup, neither thick nor light, with long hair and a shawl, so beautiful that she seemed to be an elf left behind in the world.

Liu Xing couldn't help but laugh, Yang Lixuan had been shouting to come to the scene to watch the recording of the show before, but she didn't expect it to be on the last episode of the show.

What do you say about this feeling? Five points of joy, five points of weirdness.

After selecting a piece of drawing paper from the shelf, Liu Xing closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and conceived the image in his mind. The moment I opened my eyes, my hands started working on the left and right sides at the same time, and the brushes fell on the paper little by little.

Zhou Qi looked at the big screen behind him, scratched his hair and said: "Now Liu Xing has begun to put pen to paper, but the pen and ink are too scattered, and we can't see what he is going to draw for a while." Let's see Master Steve......"

Among the people present, only Yang Lixuan seemed to see it. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and every time Liu Xing put down his pen, he would involuntarily clench his fists, and a pair of beautiful big eyes looked directly at the big screen without blinking.

Ten minutes passed, and the first painting had reached the final stage, but no one could understand what Liu Xing was painting.

"Liu Xing won't be scribbling casually, he can't tell what it is at all."

"My Almighty brother must have his intentions, but our artistic conception is not high enough to understand. "Almighty Challenge" has been held for so many issues, when has Almighty Brother failed once, no matter what master he is, he can only lose in front of Almighty Brother. ”

"I think so too, Almighty brother, come on, that Master Steve!"

The audience talked in a low voice, and when Liu Xing brought up the last stroke, the whole scene suddenly boiled, as if a pot had exploded.

"Ohmygod, this is a picture of a grassland night scene, it's so beautiful."

"This artistic conception is good, a man and a woman leaning on the grass, looking up at the beautiful scenery in the sky, if there is a girl who can be like me, just thinking about it is exciting."

At this moment, an unsociable voice interjected: "What is this painting, much worse than Master Tiffany's." ”

But before he could finish his words, he was drowned out by the denunciation of a group of people......

On the other side, Steve has also entered the final stage, and he doesn't even have the heart to see how Liu Xing is doing. With each stroke, there will be a little more smile on the face, and everything is going according to expectations.

For Liu Xing, Steve actually didn't like it in his heart, thinking that he was too showy. Especially his fan grandson, who has now switched to the camp and has become a loyal fan of Liu Xing, Liu Xing is mentioned eight times in ten sentences.

So this time, the "All-Around Challenge" program team just sent out an invitation and immediately agreed. I made up my mind to teach Liu Xing a lesson when the time came, and told my grandson that Liu Xing and the almighty brother were all small rake vegetables in front of me.

In other industries, you can be lucky enough to get the first place and make a big show. But in terms of oil painting, I am the one who sits on the throne, and it is impossible to get through me.

Lifting the paintbrush, Steve rubbed his somewhat sore wrist and glanced at the big screen casually. Suddenly, my mouth opened wide, and my face was full of disbelief, what happened, how it was completely different from what I thought.

Was that painting really painted by Liu Xing on the spot?

With his ability to appreciate oil paintings, the merits of the two oil paintings were instantly judged. Unfortunately, although his oil painting is already very good, it is not at the same level as Liu Xing's.

He was so stunned that he even forgot that he was competing, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and take Liu Xing's drawing paper.

Liu Xing lined up his hands and said coldly: "Take care of your hands, don't touch my paintings." ”

Steve has said bad things about him on many occasions, and Liu Xing's memory has always been very good, and his attitude is naturally not very polite. You are an old man who relies on the old and sells the old, you are dumbfounded, who is the little rake in the end.

Sa Beibei picked up the microphone and walked to the stage, and said loudly: "Liu Xing and Master Steve's oil paintings are quite good, with my level I can't judge the merits of the two paintings at all, and I will invite a professional jury to come to the stage to comment." ”

The audience sat up slightly and looked at the jury with bated breath. Liu Xing also involuntarily clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

"Pass!"

"Pass!"

"Pass!"

"Pass!"

"Pass!"

Every judge held up a sign, and the group performers would cheer very cooperatively.

Steve, on the other hand, was completely devoid of his previous spirit, his hands were dead on the table, his knuckles were white, and sweat was dripping from his forehead. He didn't want to look at Liu Xing very much, but he still couldn't avoid it after all, so he could only cover his cheeks in pain.

Zhang Daqian's eyes showed a glimmer of light, leaning back in the chair and rubbing his chin, secretly thinking: "This young man is indeed talented in painting, no wonder my granddaughter specially reminded her before the competition, if she is careless, she may lose this game." ”

As for Thatches, he wasn't much better than Steve. He also majored in oil painting, drawing and other aspects with only a slight dabbling. In other words, Liu Xing can win this game in a crushing manner, and when it comes time to compete with him, he can still win. (To be continued.) )