Updated: 202-0-29

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Zhong Tian stood up and looked at Zhang Dong with concern, which immediately attracted Miao Yanyu's attention, and recognized him at a glance as the subordinate of the bad man who saved himself that day but almost scared him to death.

In her mind, Zhang Dong's appearance that day was really bad, and there were few good aspects. If you want to say that Zhang Dong is a good person, she will never admit it, but it is not appropriate to say that Zhang Dong is a bad person.

She was angry, excited, and a trace of unknown shyness, because Zhang Dong closed her eyes to recuperate, she could only vent her anger on Zhong Tian and glared at Zhong Tian angrily.

Zhong Tian shrank his head weakly, and secretly said What are you staring at me? It's not that I had a one-night stand with you, the main man is in front of you, you go to him!

Suddenly, Zhang Dong opened his eyes, his face was full of confident smiles, unfolded a roll of drawing paper, spread it on the table, calmly picked up a paintbrush with his right hand, dipped it in paint, and waved it at a very fast speed, and he kept changing the pen, dipping it in other paints, and depicting it with a sigh, the movements were very chic, as if he was doing aerobics.

After a while, he actually stood up, holding a pen in each hand, and at the same time waved it very quickly, and even jumped on the table at times, dotting the hook and hook, looking obsessive.

The students in the audience were dumbfounded, don't say they've seen it like this, they haven't heard of it, this is definitely Zhang Dong's random performance, like a clown is pampering the public, making them secretly despised, and their eyes are full of disgust.

Liu Kui and Zhong Tian were stunned, and a narrow smile appeared on their faces, Dong Ge's painting is different, this masterpiece must be miserable, the two of them had better find a steel helmet to put on, and wait for the next crazy shout for him to be safe.

Chen Xiaojiao, Gao Qian and Ding Fangfang couldn't help but cover their mouths and snicker, Brother Dong's move was really unexpected to them, it was just nonsense, how should it end later?

There is also a woman who is clapping her hands gently, with a disdainful face, she is naturally Tang Xue, the more ugly Zhang Dong is, the happier she is, and the regret in her heart can be reduced.

Zhang Dong's such a strange movement disturbed Ye Yong, who was painting on the side, and couldn't help but glance up at Zhang Dong, seeing Zhang Dong squatting on the table and waving his pen indiscriminately, he was stunned, and then wanted to laugh, his hand shook, and he almost didn't draw the carp into a puppy.

He was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but now he completely understands that Zhang Dong painted like this in order to disturb himself and make himself unable to paint a good painting, so that Zhang Dong could take the opportunity to win, which is really despicable.

He gritted his teeth, settled his mind, and didn't look at Dong anymore, taking care of himself and painting.

The judges also cast their eyes on Zhang Dong one by one, and shook their heads pityingly, what good painting can be made by painting like this?

Miao Yanyu covered his mouth and snickered for a while, secretly saying that he was really a bad guy with sores on his head and pus on the soles of his feet, and what the hell was he doing.

She walked over gracefully.

Wu Menglin, as the host of the show, had no place to sit, so she first stood aside to watch Ye Yong paint, then looked at Zhang Dong with contempt, and finally saw Miao Yanyu walking over, curiosity rose in her heart, and she also approached the past to watch.

As soon as they knew it, the two of them were shocked on the spot, turning into clay sculptures and wood sculptures, unable to move, only their eyes shot a scorching light that could melt metal.

The picture on the table is a beautiful scenery that they have never seen in their lives! Continuous large and small white clouds and colorful clouds floated in the sky, and a huge and terrifying eagle jumped on the paper, although it only drew a head and a wing, but it was so realistic that it made people's hearts tremble.

It is definitely a great joy and happiness to be able to see a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages to be created, the two beauties are so excited that they can't help themselves, their small mouths open into a circle, their eyes are wide to the limit, and they don't dare to blink, for fear of missing that even a second, which is a great pity.

At this moment, Wu Menglin forgot that Zhang Dong had molested her, that absurd gambling contract, that she had forgotten herself, and that she had forgotten a qiē, and that she only had this painting gradually created by Zhang Dong in her eyes; Miao Yanyu is the same, forgetting his relationship with Zhang Dong, forgetting Zhang Dong's violation that night, and his whole body is filled with a kind of excitement.

Several judges were attracted by the two beauties' expressions, and couldn't help but get closer, and then they were stunned on the spot one by one, with shocking expressions on their faces, and they couldn't wake up.

Finally sober up a little, the two famous painters couldn't help but get closer, and couldn't help but give Zhang Dong a hand, take the pen and put the pen, dip the ink and hand the pen, use the blotting paper to absorb some excess colors, etc., their faces are full of admiration, and their eyes are full of admiration.

The two calligraphers were even more obsessed.

Yao Xingxing stood at the table, holding the scroll and slowly turning it to keep up with the progress of Zhang Dong's paintings, his respectful attitude as if Zhang Dong's most unsuccessful student.

As for the most famous calligrapher, Huang Xi, his eyes shot a fanatical color, and he bent down and put his head on the picture, and he turned into a statue, and he couldn't straighten his waist.

He is short-sighted, so if he doesn't blur the picture, this is also a helpless thing.

The students in the audience gradually discovered that the situation was wrong, if Zhang Dong was really a clown who was favored by the public, how could he let a few experts break the knot to do his thing?

Could it be that he is really a peerless painter, so clever that several judges admired him?

Chen Xiaojiao was the most surprised, and asked suspiciously: "Liu Kui, you tell me honestly, does Zhang Dong know how to paint?" ”

Liu Kui scratched his head and replied in confusion: "Sister-in-law, I don't know, anyway, I have never been to Dongge to touch the pen, let alone his painting and writing." ”

Chen Xiaojiao was speechless, she thought that Zhang Dong was a peerless genius, and she had been learning to write and paint hard recently, and it was not necessary to be quick to become a painter, but now she heard Liu Kui say that Zhang Dong didn't even touch the pen, how could he become a painter?

Could it be that there are really masters in the world who are born to understand a qiē, and Zhang Dong is such a typical person?

He doesn't study, and he is the top student in the college entrance examination; If you don't practice martial arts, your martial arts skills are terrifying, and you can also convey internal qi to yourself, so that you can also become a martial arts master; After only reading a few books on gambling stones, he became an expert in gambling stones; Now it seems that the title of a famous painter will be added.

My husband is a monster.

Chen Xiaojiao's pretty face showed a happy smile, like spring returning to the earth, beautiful and boundless.

Her eyes were full of love, projected on Zhang Dong's face, who was busy painting.

Since Zhang Dong grasped the pen, he has fallen into a world of art, and he can't help himself with an impulse to create.

Painting with both left and right hands at the same time is Tang Bohu's stunt, and Zhang Dong has a memory of Tang Bohu, so he is naturally able to control it freely.

Now there are a few judges who are working on it, and the pace of creation is getting faster and faster.

Gradually, a beautiful picture scroll with a length of more than ten meters and a width of three meters was created.

A huge and terrifying, so realistic that people want to stop breathing eagle flying in the endless sea of clouds, the palace of the immortal can be faintly seen in the depths of the sea of clouds, majestic and magnificent, and even there are wonderful fairies dancing in the palace, each fairy's action form is completely different, so realistic as if it is right in front of you.

There are two immortals standing on the back of the eagle, in fact, it is Zhang Dong and Chen Xiaojiao, they are exactly the same, but they are slightly different, strictly speaking, the temperament of the two is a little different, the two people standing on the back of the eagle are like immortals who do not eat the fireworks of the world, indifferent, it seems that none of the qiē in the world can affect them, it seems that they are the masters of the whole world, and a feeling that cannot be expressed in words makes all the onlookers fall into a magical world, and can no longer extricate themselves.

After a few more polishes, this immortal riding carving painting was completely completed.

It is really magnificent, magnificent, atmospheric, with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, and the taste of indifference like a fairy.

Zhang Dong himself was excited, such a peerless picture, was it really created by me?

"Heaven, a peerless masterpiece, will definitely be passed down through the ages and forever."

"This can only be painted by immortals, so the work should not be in the human world, but in the fairy world."

"It's so magnificent, it's magnificent, it's so atmospheric, it's a good artistic conception, I admire it so much that I bow to the ground."

"It's a miracle that such a work, crowned contemporary, is no less than any historical master."

The four experts squeezed Zhang Dong out, and then they were obsessed with the picture one by one, commenting feverishly, and they were reluctant to even raise their heads.

Miao Yanyu already likes painting, and she has a lot of research on painting, but her level is still limited, but her appreciation ability is not lacking.

As for the host Wu Menglin, although she couldn't appreciate such a masterpiece, she was still shocked by the beauty and atmosphere of this masterpiece, and realized that Ye Yong was definitely going to lose, and if Zhou Wei also lost to Zhang Dong in calligraphy, she would give him her first kiss.

What should I do now?

She glanced at Zhang Dong secretly, and two red clouds crawled out of her pretty face, which was so beautiful that Zhang Dong's heart trembled, and secretly said Could it be that this beauty was impressed by me so quickly, and she wanted to throw herself into my brother's arms? Aren't the boys at Aoki University going crazy with anger?

He touched his nose, and his burning gaze gradually moved to Wu Menglin's bulging snow-white plumpness, the secret path is really material, it is definitely not something that can be mastered with one hand.

Ye Yong didn't listen to what was going on outside the window, and finally finished drawing his carp playing in the water, put down his pen with confidence, and waited expectantly for a few words of praise from the judges who were standing behind him to admire, but unfortunately it was quiet behind him, but there was crazy admiration from everyone on Zhang Dong's side.

He felt a chill in his heart, and it seemed that the situation was not good. couldn't help but walk over, and then he was stunned on the spot, his eyes were full of horror, his face was full of ashamed expressions, and a suicidal impulse instantly surged into his heart!