After finishing the title of "Watching Flowers", Tang Yin took a look at the sandalwood in the incense burner and found that it was only a little more than half burned.

"Well, it's okay, it's within 30 minutes." Tang Yin grunted and stood up, as if he was not too satisfied with the speed of his painting.

After stretching his waist, Tang Yin glanced at Guitian Longyi's desk and found that he was bending down and waving his pen, and his painting was strong.

"I'll take a look, and by the way, hit his weak little heart!" Tang Yin smiled evilly and walked towards Guitian Longyi.

Tang Yin stood quietly behind Guitian Longyi, glanced at his painting a few times, and sighed casually: "Hey, it's a pity, it's a pity!" ”

Guitian Long turned around in shock, and when he saw Tang Yin coming to disturb him again, he said coldly: "Why are you so thick-skinned?" Why are you messing around again? ”

Tang Yin smiled, took a few steps back, left with interest, and shook his head: "Hey, it's a pity!" ”

"Wait!" Guitian Long glanced at his painting, thoughtful, and shouted at Tang Yin's back in a blink of an eye.

Tang Yin stopped and looked back, "What do you have to teach you?" Guitian Long said with a horizontal eye: "You just said it's a pity, what's a pity?" ”

Tang Yin smiled and said: "Of course it's your painting, although you have Danqing's skillful hands, it's a pity that the idea is a little superficial, and the artistic conception is not too far-reaching!" ”

"Why is it superficial, why is there no artistic conception? I'm just looking at the flowers, am I digressing? "Returning to Tian Long.

Tang Yin smiled: "I know that you are not convinced, so let's do it, I see that you have almost painted it, why don't you come and see my paintings?" ”

After hesitating for a few seconds, Guitian Ryuichi nodded, intending to take a look at how Tang Yin drew it. After approaching Tang Yin's desk, Guitian saw such a painting.

In the distance, the towering green mountains surround, the female wall of the city tower is faintly visible, several pavilions in the city looming, it can really be said that it is the outer building of the green mountain building outside the mountain, and it is the city tower looming.

Nearby, you can see a forest, the forest path is full of flowers, along the path you can see a clear stream, there is a small bridge over the stream, the water under the bridge hole is bubbling, stirring a few waves.

A white-clothed scholar stood by the stream with his head held high, holding a water bag raised to his mouth with his right hand, and his left hand crossed his waist, making a wild smile in the sky, unable to hide the pride of the spring breeze!

Next to the scholar, a white horse was stretching its neck to drink water in the stream, probably thirsty. The white horse is quite a miracle, with several flowers stuck to the hooves of the four horses, attracting several butterflies to fly around and refuse to leave.

As soon as Guitian Ryuyi finished reading Tang Yin's painting, he was silent for a long time, and his gray eyeballs suddenly became dim, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The smoke in Tang Yin's hand floated in, and the figure of Guitian seemed to be very lonely.

After reading Tang Yin's work, Guitian Longyi pondered for a moment, then ran back like crazy, leaned down and looked at his painting frantically!

That's a picture like this.

The streets of the capital are full of flowers, and in the streets, a horse with four hooves is in the air, and a triumphant scholar is riding on a horse and laughing wildly.

After looking at his paintings, Guitian Longyi ran to look at Tang Yin's paintings again, and compared the two, he felt more and more that Tang Yin's skills were superior!

"Why, why can you think of butterflies and I don't?" Guitian Ryuyi asked in a muttered face to Tang Yin.

Tang Bohu twisted his chin lightly, and the old god said: "The artistic conception of freehand painting is subtle and intriguing. As for yours, your drawings are too straightforward, too direct, and lack any room for imagination! As the saying goes, you should draw a little more subtlely. Just like a beauty, light gauze silk, only revealing a snow-white fragrant shoulder, it seems even more moving, if you take off naked, what is the mysterious space of imagination?

At the same time, you have not been able to draw the scholar's grievances and narrow temperament for many years, and the painting of the wild smile on his back is not expressive enough, and it does not express the true meaning of looking at the flowers at all! ”

Tang Yin's words were full of witty words, and the face of Guitian Long was like earth.

"Hehe, you also said that you are good at ink painting and freehand painting? What a shame! I see that you haven't even figured out the essence of freehand painting, and you dare to come to my Huaxia to show your majesty? Do you understand the essence of freehand painting? ”

"Uh......"

Tang Yin asked Guitian Longyi directly, which made him stunned and retreated again and again.

"Poof!"

Guitian Longyi suddenly stopped his retreating steps, leaned his neck back, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, blood splashed everywhere, and a few drops just dropped onto Tang Yin's painting. Suddenly, the ink flowers became more vivid.

His soul seemed to be reflected in the flowers, and his eyes began to blur.

The mutation on the stage attracted the audience to point and whisper.

Raising his eyes to look at the audience, a mockery was printed in Guitian's vague outline, and his ears seemed to be full of people's ridicule: "Haha, do you see that he dares to compete with Yueyue for glory with the light of fire?" ”

Suddenly, Gui Tianlong ran back to his desk as if he was crazy, picked up the brush, poked left and right on the painting that was about to be drawn, circled and circled, and said madly: "Waste, waste!" If I still boast of being a master of calligraphy and painting, I haven't even realized the true meaning of freehand painting, ah! ……”

"Poof!" Guitian Long spurted blood in one mouth, and the blood soared out two feet away, which was enough to rise!

"Ahh

Guitian Long beat his chest and cried, he was embarrassed, and the blood kept clicking out of his throat!

All the audience were stunned by Ryuichi's madness and vomiting blood!

In the midst of the beating and howling, Guitian Ryuichi suddenly felt dizzy, and the sky and the earth changed color!

His legs suddenly weakened, his sinking body fell back heavily, and there was a "boom" sound, which shocked people and stunned people!

The host hurriedly ran over to check and found Gui Tianlong lying on the carpet like a corpse, seemingly unconscious?

The host couldn't help but squat down, probed Guitian's snort, and retracted his hand in fright, and found that he had lost his breath.

Tang Yin on the side was slightly stunned, and asked the host, "Dead?" ”

The host nodded, sorted out his thoughts, raised the microphone and said: "It's a pity, Guitian Longyi feels that his skills are not as good as others, he has no place to be ashamed, and he dies in a hurry...... Tang Yin won this game! ”

"Oh! Yes! ”

"What? He's dead? Actually? ”

"Wouldn't you, be so fragile?"

"Haha, die well, who told him to get an axe!"

Guitian Long vomited blood and died three liters, and the audience was shocked, turning heads and ears, making noise!

On the stage, Guitian Long was lying on the corpse without looking at it, Tang Yin couldn't help but close his eyes when he looked at it, slightly guilty, originally he just wanted to return to Tian angrily, but he didn't expect Guitian's classmates to have such strong self-esteem and a weak little heart, so unable to withstand the blow? Dead like this? Sin, sin!

Tang Yin didn't understand a little, he was implicated in a fraud case and imprisoned, and he carried such a big blow, and Gui Tian Long was free and easy to hang up as soon as he experienced such a small setback, which is too fragile, right?

Could it be that he has always been too smooth, has he always been a flower hidden in the greenhouse?

Tang Yin was a little overwhelmed, guilty, confused, I don't know what to do, should I apologize?

After all, death is great, but I didn't expect that his brush was sharper than a sword?

Suddenly, the blue screen of Tang Yin's mobile phone lit up, and someone sent a message.

"Come back quickly!" It was sent by Zhang Lan.

After reading the short breath, Tang Yin understood the anxiety in Zhang Lan's tone, and without saying a word, he ran straight to the large private room on the third floor.

……

Just as Tang Yin ran back to the large private room on the third floor, an extra figure suddenly appeared on the stage, and he was holding the corpse of Guitian Longyi and whimpering.

"Gui Tianjun, you died so miserably!"

……

"Tang Yin, count you fast! I won't let you go! ”

Glaring viciously at the direction of Tang Yin's escape, this person picked up Guitian's corpse and left tragically.

This person walked vigorously, and without waiting for the help of the staff who arrived, he ran back to the VIP lounge of the island country in a few dodges.

Carrying Guitian's body to the VIP lounge and gently putting it on the carpet, Jiang Liushui glanced at the mustache on the sofa, and choked up: "Teacher, Guitianjun ...... him"

"Don't cry, the emperor's samurai don't shed blood without tears! …… We have one more blood debt! Shunichi Oda said coldly, the crow's feet at the corners of his face wrinkled deeply.

"Ahh Tang Yin, I must break your body into pieces! Also, his master Zhang Lan has to die the same! ”

The fist of the flowing water crackled.

Oda's face was cold, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he snorted coldly in his throat: "Blood debt and blood repayment!" ”

Oda had long known that there would be casualties in this coming to China, but what he never expected was that the first person to die was not a ninja fighting in the ring, but a scholar waving a pen on the desk!

PS: Thanks for the out-of-print God's tip! Thank you!