Time is still flowing, like quicksand in an hourglass.

"Little Magic Brush" Cheng Ying's landscape painting has been painted more than half, the mountains are steep, the ocean is lonely, the sunset is setting, looking at it from afar, the sky and water are the same color, and there is no end in sight...... It has the extraordinary artistic conception of ink painting.

Look at the "little sage" Shen Meng again, his seven-word quatrain seems to have been written, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the momentum is extraordinary, even Yue Han, Jiangdong, and Wang Zhen, a group of mainland masters, can't help but admire, "Well written!" ”

seems to be confident in his works, at this time Shen Meng has already put down his pen in the inkstone, picked up the mineral water and drank it leisurely, when drinking water, he also glanced at Lin Yi from time to time, and saw that Lin Yi was still "as steady as Mount Tai", he couldn't help but shake his head, as if to say, this opponent is too weak, so weak that he can't have fighting spirit.

And next to him, the "beautiful picture" of "Little Pen Fairy" Zhong Jiabao is almost drawn. The upper body has basically been drawn, and the appearance and form of the beauty have jumped out, and at this time Zhong Jiabao is sketching the beauty's Qianqian Su hand.

"Painting hands" is the most important part of the whole figure painting, known as "God is the eye, and the air is the hand". That is to say, the demeanor of the figure painting should be expressed with the eyes, and the temperament should be shown with the hands.

Why is that? Because the figure painting is flat and static, and the "posture" of the hand can make people move, for example, in terms of hands, there are roughly fists, spreadout, holding things, etc., this is not the end, hands can also be divided into left hand, right hand, old man's hand, woman's hand, man's hand, child's hand, there are many types...... Therefore, after determining the general shape of the hand, it is necessary to depict the detailed parts one by one, such as knuckles, nails, etc., in order to accurately "portray" the gender, age, and personality of the character.

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Just as everyone's attention was paying attention to Zhong Jiabao's pen to paint the figures, Lin Yi, who was under great pressure, couldn't help but wipe the sweat on his forehead, and he felt a little dizzy in his head.

Holding the pen in his wrist, he trembled a little, and a drop of ink on the tip of the pen gently fell onto the snow-white rice paper.

The ink collided with the paper, making a crackling sound, merging, emanating, and a wisp of strange fragrance wafted out......

"This is—" Lin Yi took a deep breath of his nose, and the keen sense of smell on the wing of his nose seemed to be awakened by this wisp of ink fragrance in an instant. His pupils began to dilate, his blood veins began to boil, and the essence of a pool of stagnant water seemed to be ignited by gasoline in an instant, rubbing the ground and rising!

No one paid attention to him, and Lin Yi moved.

He began to put down the pen, the tip of the pen brushed against the rice paper quickly, Lin Yi's whole person was like crazy, swept wildly, and with a few strokes, a roaring tiger head was revealed......

At this time, people suddenly realized that something seemed wrong here.

The old man, who had been paying attention to other people's apprentices, also noticed that something was wrong, and looked back, "My day, what happened?" ”

The three masters couldn't help but burst into foul mouths, the scene in front of them was too surprising. Is this kid crazy? How so? There was no movement just now, how did you draw a tiger now?!

Watching Lin Yi's crazy wrist fly, the head of a hanging tiger immediately jumped on the paper.

Whether it is the demeanor, or the body shape, as well as the momentum of the tiger's roar, all of them are vivid and lifelike.

"How so?!"

The three masters, you look at me, I look at you, they are all confused.

Like them, there are also the three masters in Hong Kong, who said that they didn't take Lin Yi very seriously at the beginning. Not only because Lin Yi is not famous, but also because from their point of view, Lin Yi seems to know nothing about calligraphy and painting.

How can a person who can't even grind ink be an artistic elite? Unless, he's an inconspicuous genius.

But genius, since the "Old Man of Baishi" went away, this "rare animal" has not appeared for many years, could it be said that it would appear in such a place, think about it, it is funny.

But gradually, these three Hong Kong masters couldn't laugh, because the tigers drawn by Lin Yi were too realistic.

"Realistic" to what Cheng dù, from their point of view, is enough to compete with the great masters of Chinese painting.

"How is that possible?!"

The three Hong Kong masters couldn't figure out how this could be.

Just when they felt that their brains were not enough, they suddenly heard someone say, "Look, what is he doing?" ”

With this exclamation, everyone looked towards Lin Yi, and even Zhong Jiabao and Cheng Ying, who were immersed in painting, couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Lin Yi.

And then they froze—

I saw that Lin Yi didn't know when, but he actually picked up another brush, drawing a tiger with one hand, and flying grass with the other...... It's actually writing!

Left and right bows?!

Are you kidding?

Is my eye glazed?

How is it possible for a person to draw while waving a line of grass?

All the Hong Kong media even focused the spotlight on Lin Yi at this time, snapping, and shooting wildly.

Perhaps, they are witnessing a miracle.

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Not far away, Su Xue had already forgotten to beckon the photographer next to her to continue shooting, but looked at Lin Yi who was working with both hands stupidly, her eyes were full of questions and confusion......

Suddenly, she came back to her senses and looked around, everyone was immersed in Lin Yi's incredible paintings, Lin Yi at this time was like the brightest superstar on the stage, surrounded by his crazy fans, although there were no screams and shouts, but there was a constantly worsening breathing sound.

Su Xue felt that her heart was beating rapidly, she had never felt this way, she forgot about it, only the sound of her heartbeat kept speeding up and speeding up-

Bang bang bang!!

Clearly audible.

……

Lin Yi's forehead was oozing with sweat, his eyes were cracked, if you look closely, you will find that Lin Yi's two eyes are clearly different at this time.

Yes, at this time, Lin Yi was clearly not one person, but two.

Half wild grass, half painted tiger.

Madness is like him, madness is like him.

Finally-

The Tiger is finished, roaring on paper.

The wild grass is also completed, and the poem says: Who competes with the north and south of the world, and who is proud of the ups and downs of the vast earth.

Momentum like a rainbow!

With a snap, Lin Yi held the pen on the ground, gasping for breath, and then looked at his pale face, as if his spirit was drained in an instant, and his eyes gradually became dim.

There was silence all around.

Everyone looked at him with amazement in their eyes.

Perhaps it was like a dream for them.

How could it be, how could it be that someone could hold a brush in his left and right hands and draw while writing?

Open the bow left and right, dual-minded?

Aren't these all legends?

How can there be in reality?

It's not scientific! (To be continued.) )