However, Chen Pingting's threat behind Yan Feng made Yan Feng very dissatisfied, if Yan Feng really didn't know anything about painting skills, it would be okay, but he just accidentally told the truth, since you are so persecutive, then you can only show a little ability!

Yan Feng thought about it, looked at Chen Pingting, and said, "I'm just telling the truth." ”

Yan Feng said, took a few steps forward, and directly picked up a blank piece of drawing paper on Zhao An's desktop, then looked at Chen Pingting, and said, "You can choose one of these paintings." ”

Hearing Yan Feng's words, the disdain in Chen Pingting's eyes became even more obvious, and said, "Do you want to compare with our teacher?" Good! I'll give you this chance, and if you lose, kowtow to my teacher immediately and apologize! ”

Yan Feng listened and said lightly: "Okay, but what if I win?" Chen Pingting heard this, and said directly: "That's impossible!" But if you win, I apologize to you! ”

Yan Feng heard this, and said directly: "Okay! ”

Chen Pingting chose a picture of a tiger roaring in Zhao An's painting, the original author of this painting is Master He Xiangning, Zhao An copied it again, with the artistic conception of three of them, it looks slightly a feeling of tiger majesty.

Yan Feng just looked at these pictures, and the artistic conception can deduce the artistic conception of the original painting with nine points, and the remaining point is He Xiangning's own emotions, Yan Feng can't deduce it, but he can fully express the artistic conception of these nine points, and even improve it by one point.

But in that case, I'm afraid it will lose a bit of the taste of the original painting, and that kind of painting is also something that can really be painted by a person who is called a painter, although it is not very clear, but Yan Feng knows that if he paints it like that, it will definitely be shocking to the world, so he is ready to draw a picture of the nine-point artistic conception.

Immediately Yan Feng began to write, Master Zhao An was broad-minded, even if Yan Feng commented on his paintings, there was nothing dissatisfied, on the contrary, he was a little dissatisfied with the performance of his disciples, but he was also very curious about Yan Feng, wanting to see what Yan Feng could draw, so he didn't stop it, and Yan Feng started painting with Zhao An's brush and the speculation in his mind about the tiger roaring picture. Yan Feng wrote quickly.

The four disciples all had a trace of disdain in their eyes, and at the beginning, Zhao An's eyes were also full of incomprehension, Chinese paintings are generally drawn calmly and slowly, painting so quickly, can you express what needs to be expressed?

However, with Yan Feng's painting, the five of them all quieted down, and the disdain in their hearts disappeared, and what the four of them thought about at this moment was the feeling that Yan Feng was painting now, just like their teacher.

And their teacher, Master Zhao An, also thinks so, Yan Feng gives people the feeling when he paints, which is very similar to his master, the real painter He Xiangning He! Could it be that this teenager in his twenties has already reached that level? Zhao An looked at Yan Feng painting incredulously.

Ten minutes later, the tiger has basically been completed, just a pair of eyes are missing, next, Yan Feng waved his hands, the brush in his hand fell, the ancient finishing touch only said, today is the finishing touch of the tiger, the tiger's eyes have just been drawn by Yan Feng, the big lion roar first felt a threat, barking towards the portrait.

And Zhao An, Chen Pingting, Yao Yao and other five people clearly heard the violent and powerful tiger roar in their ears, and the tiger on the picture also seemed to be about to pounce out, the five of them couldn't help but take a step back, just a painting, but like a real tiger descending, such painting skills, can be called a must!

At this time, the big poodle seemed to be very angry at this painting, only to see it jump up and pounce on the wall, directly tearing the tiger roaring picture that Yan Feng had just drawn into pieces! Although only a painting was torn to pieces, but if there is a professional dog breeder here, I am afraid that I will exclaim, because Yan Feng's painting completely depicts the momentum and roar of the tiger, which is not much different from a real tiger put there, the general fierce dog is here, I am afraid that he will run away directly with his tail between his legs, this big lion dog still dares to rush up, so powerful, it can be seen!

And Master Zhao An and others are all angry looking at the big poodle, what they regret is the artistic value of this painting, this painting has just been completed, so that they can hear the sound of the tiger's roar, sense the tiger's momentum, it is definitely close to the role that can be called a generation of people in the painting world can be painted!

But such a superb painting, was torn apart by a dog, the five of them are lovers of Chinese painting, naturally very dissatisfied with the big poodle, the big poodle saw, the same shrunk his head, the eyes of these five people seem to eat the dog, than the tiger seems to be a lot more terrifying!

When Yan Feng saw it, he touched his big poodle, and then said: "My painting was torn apart by it, how about our bet being a draw?" ”

Hearing Yan Feng's words, Chen Pingting's face flushed slightly, although she was the mayor's daughter, she was very dissatisfied with Yao Yao, who pressed her head everywhere.

But she is not a very unreasonable person, seeing Yan Feng's paintings, coupled with the teacher's expression, she can already conclude that Yan Feng's painting skills are above her teacher, so he said that his teacher's paintings are very general and there is no problem at all, but he is disrespectful, it is simply unreasonable and brainless.

And now Yan Feng directly said that the winning gamble was a draw, which shows that he is open-minded, and the young man in front of him who looks a few years older than himself, whether it is painting skills or character, is at the master level, at this moment Chen Pingting is convinced, she bowed slightly, and said: "Master, it was Pingting who said the wrong thing, and Pingting apologized to you." ”

Although he didn't kneel, it was good to be able to bow, and Zhao An looked at Yan Feng excitedly and said, "May I ask who the master is learning from?" Which school and sect are they high? Yan Feng listened, shook his head slightly, and said, "There is no sect." ”

Hearing Yan Feng's words, Zhao An's eyes showed a hint of disappointment slightly, and said, "Since the master refuses to tell him, then forget it." ”

When Yan Feng heard this, he felt uncomfortable, being called a master by such an old man, and he was so respectful, but he couldn't even answer a question from the other party, which was really a little unkind.

And Yao Yao was also dissatisfied: "My master asked you, how dare you not answer?" ”

Yan Feng listened, picked up the brush again, and drew two birds casually, but these two birds give people a completely different feeling and style, one bird is gentle and soft, the brushwork is lubricated, and the other bird is rustic, but vivid, Yao Yao was even more dissatisfied, and said: "My master asks you a question, what do you mean by painting two birds?" ”