Chapter 0268 Change a big piece of paper for me!

Seeing that everyone else had already completed more than half of it, and Lin Feng didn't move, Zhou Anbang couldn't help frowning. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I can't help but think in my heart, it seems that this kid really can't.

But it's not a shame to not paint like this, and stay stunned until twenty minutes later.

At least he's won two rounds in a row.

This painting does not paint anything, and he is destined to be the winner of this first game.

To be able to win two games in a row at such a young age is already remarkable. You know, the people here are literary champions. Pull out a random one, and that piece of pen and ink will be sold, at least tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of ink treasures.

But seeing Lin Feng's serious and intoxicated appearance, it was not easy for him to step forward and comfort him.

"Lin Feng, don't be nervous, we won't be ashamed if we lose." Zhou Anbang had no choice but to silently cheer for Lin Feng in his heart.

Ten minutes passed as the men muttered softly. Lin Feng still didn't make any movements, still tilting his head. Although he was wearing sunglasses, one could imagine that he must be closing his eyes. Because all that was still moving on his face was a frown that wrinkled from time to time, and a sword brow that twitched from time to time.

If it weren't for these actions, everyone present would probably think that this kid must be asleep!

Twelve minutes!

The other five, the fastest, have already been drawn, even inscribed with poems, and are stamping their own exclusive seals.

The slowest one is already writing the final question.

At this time, Lin Feng undoubtedly became the focus of attention of the audience.

But for Lin Feng's attention, it is no longer an expectation, but a little bit of happiness.

But more than that, there is a trace of regret.

Although literati are easy to look down on, they prefer to see that a young man can have high attainments in all aspects. Although this may make their faces a little uncomfortable, then they are willing.

"Alas......"

"It's only the last eight minutes, and it looks like I can't do it."

"Look, the bamboo here has been painted, and it's exactly the same as the real thing."

"He is worthy of being the first person to paint bamboo in the world! Looking at these leaves, it seems that none of them are the same, what a stunning! ”

"Han Lao's landscapes are also fascinating, I seem to have felt the breeze in the mountains and the smell of flowers."

"yes."

Seeing that the two of them had finished their paintings, and even put down their pens, the focus of their eyes had also moved away from Lin Feng's body.

For Lin Feng, they no longer had any hope.

It seems that their expectations for Lin Feng are really going to be disappointed.

Some people also thought that maybe they were too strict. How could such a young man in his twenties be proficient in poetry and calligraphy at the same time as he was proficient in painting!

can be like him, which is already a rare genius in a century.

It was in this slight sigh that Lin Feng moved!

He moved the clip to the side, and everyone thought he had abstained.

Unexpectedly, he arched his hand at Old Man Qiao and said indifferently: "Old Qiao, the kid has a reluctant request, and I hope that Old Qiao can agree." ”

"Oh?" When Qiao Lao heard this, he thought that Lin Feng was trying to say something, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart. But I also feel that his requirements should be met, otherwise I will become a bunch of old men to bully juniors.

"Little friend, please speak." Old Qiao said with a smile.

Time is running out, Lin Feng doesn't talk nonsense, and said bluntly: "Old man Xie, the kid wants to remove this painting clip and replace it with a two-and-a-half-meter-long and one-and-a-half-meter-wide Shengxuanlai, I don't know if there is one here?" ”

"Two and a half meters...... He still thinks this paper is small? ”

"Could it be that he can really draw it?"

"I don't think so, it's already twelve minutes in the past, and if you still need a big paper, it will definitely not be finished."

The group of people standing behind the Jinghua University team were also frowning, all worried about Lin Feng.

But there is one person who is a bit of an exception.

He wished that Lin Feng would make a fool of himself.

At the beginning, when someone proposed to paint, he was a little lucky, glad that this kid's good days of being in the limelight had finally come to an end.

Then, just ten minutes, when Lin Feng was motionless, he began to look proud. He knew that when the time passed, it would be when Lin Feng made a fool of himself.

And now, when he heard Lin Feng's request, his face became even more proud. I can't help but think in my heart: Hmph, stinky boy, if you can't do it, you can't do it. Still pretending to be a ghost there. I knew that it was impossible to find such a large amount of raw rice paper here, but I made this request. I just made this request again at the end of the day. Even if you could buy it somewhere else, that time would have passed. This kind of little trick is good to deceive others, but it can't be deceived by him!

This person is Professor Wang, who was kicked out of the recording room by Lin Feng before.

He was ready, and once the time came, he would tell Lin Feng's identity. If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to find it in the future!

Old Man Qiao was also stunned when he heard Lin Feng's request.

He couldn't figure it out, it had been so long before he thought about coming to rice paper, what did this mean?

Is there any rice paper here?

Yes!

And he prepared it early in the morning, and there were two of them. But that was at the end of the poetry meeting, when others came to give him gifts, he would make two poems and paintings to show his thoughts in return.

He quickly weighed it in his heart, nodded, and said to Master Chen on the side, "Go, bring him the small piece of rice paper that I prepared for the teacher." ”

Master Chen was stunned, his face was difficult, and he said, "Old Qiao, this ......"

He knew that this was prepared by the master a long time ago, and if there was one less, it would seem that the master was too stingy.

Qiao Lao said in a voice that could not be questioned: "Go, we want to give young people the opportunity to show." ”

"Yes, Old Qiao." Master Chen nodded, turned around and walked to the table in the main hall in two steps, and from the new painting box, the prepared shengxuan.

"...... Uproar"

This time the lobby exploded!

"Really!"

"There's a drama to watch now." Someone muttered.

"It's only seven minutes, how do you make a painting of more than two meters?"

"And I have to inscribe a poem......"

"Hmph......" Professor Wang also sneered softly, "Now it's up to you how you can clean it up!" ”

In the face of these people's various performances and noise, Lin Feng stepped forward indifferently and took over the circle of shengxuan: "Xie Qiao, old." ”

Then no more time is wasted, and the paper is spread out on the table.

Painting tools were also brought forward.

"Hiss-......" Lin Feng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it.

Hold the pen in one hand and recite it backwards in the other.

Brush!

A stroke is pulled from the top nine part of the paper directly to the bottom of the paper.

Brush Brush Brush!

Again, a few vertical strokes in a row.

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(To be continued.) )