"What! This, this ......" Everyone was dumbfounded, their eyes glazed and stared at it with an extremely incredible look on their faces.

It turns out that it is a picture-in-picture, and the real master's work is actually hidden in it!

In an instant, their faces turned pale, and they were still laughing at Chu Hao for picking up garbage before, but in the blink of an eye, they were slapped in the face, and this instantaneous change made them feel very uncomfortable.

"If this is rubbish, please bring me ten tons of garbage!"

Some classmates shouted, looking very excited, if they had picked it up just now, they would have made a fortune! Tens of millions of garbage, who can ignore it?

"Haha...... The little farmer who picks up garbage......" Yang Bin was still laughing wildly, leaning forward and back.

But when Chu Hao revealed Zheng Banqiao's true handiwork, his voice stopped abruptly, like a duck choked by someone's throat, and he couldn't pronounce a single word.

For a moment, his face turned red, like a pig's liver.

"Really, the real thing is actually in there!" His eyes were about to burst out, and for a moment, he was stunned, shocked, remorseful, angry, and so on.

Chu Hao stepped forward with a smile, his mouth grinned to the root of his ears, he bowed to Yang Bin again, and then thanked him deeply: "Thank you very much to Mr. Yang, Yang Shao's family is worthy of being in finance, and his hand is big." Since Yang Shao sent me sincerely, I can't live up to Yang Shao's kindness, and my little brother will accept it! ”

Chu Hao called himself the little brother, and his posture was very low, almost holding Yang Bin to the clouds.

On weekdays, Yang Bin enjoys the flattery of others the most, but the corners of his mouth twitch at this moment.

For a moment, Yang Bin wanted to take it back, this is a master's true work worth tens of millions, his family's assets are nearly one billion, but that is the total assets, and the liquidity is only about two or three hundred million, how can tens of millions not care? If he wanted his dad to know about this, he would have to break his leg.

However, hearing Chu Hao's words, at this moment, he is in front of the public, and even more so in front of the flower of art, Bei Ruolan, how can he go back on his word? If the matter spreads, in the entire Jiangcheng high society, he will have no face at all.

"No, it's okay......" Yang Bin could only pretend to wave his hand generously, indicating that he didn't care.

But in fact, his heart was dripping blood, which he bought for 10 million, and he wanted to give it to the goddess in his heart, but this back and forth ended up in the hands of Chu Hao, a hillbilly, no wonder he could be happy!

"This is really Zheng Banqiao's painting! Oh my God, Chu Hao, you are so powerful, you can even see the picture-in-picture! Bei Ruolan stepped forward with a cheer, looking at Chu Hao's beautiful eyes full of little stars.

"Mean, do you like it?" Chu Haofeng said lightly, he was not pretending to be forced, but according to the truth.

After being promoted to the realm of a first-class painter, he was input too much information about painting by the super cow pen, which was nothing to him at all.

"yes, I like it." Bejolan nodded and said softly, she has been pursuing art since she was a child, and the joy in her beautiful eyes at this moment can't be concealed at all.

"Like, I can give you a painting of mine."

"Your paintings?" Bejolan frowned at first, and then nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "Okay, okay, did you bring it?" ”

"No," Chu Hao shook his head, "I can draw one for you on the spot as a birthday gift for you." ”

Then, Chu Hao's gaze swept for a moment, and finally his gaze stayed on a girl with neat short hair, "This classmate, can I borrow your painting tools?" ”

Many of the students came directly after class, so they still brought painting tools.

"Absolutely." The voice of the short-haired girl is clear.

Taking the painting tools, Chu Hao walked to the long table, first cleaned up the things on it, then spread the drawing paper on it, took out a brush and dipped it in ink.

"What is this poor sling doing? He just knows some ways to distinguish the authenticity, does he think that painting can be compared to those of us who are professional? Yang Bin looked at Chu Hao coldly, as if he had found a way to make him ugly.

Chu Hao ignored it, he held his breath and concentrated, gathered the spirit of the whole person, and let his state reach the peak.

After a while, Chu Hao took a deep breath, and suddenly, his eyes became extremely focused, sharp, and firm.

If Chu Hao just now was a master of connoisseurship with a calm and sophisticated temperament, then now, he has changed impressively, as if he is a unique and expressive painting master.

In the next moment, Chu Hao began to paint, he picked up the brush and sketched it on the drawing paper.

Whew......

You can clearly hear the sound of the brush drawing on the paper, and his movements are like flowing clouds, like a master of painting.

It didn't take long for some of the images to take shape under his brush, a few stones and a few young bamboos.

"Hehe, a few broken stones and a few dry bamboos, at this level, they are still taken out to show off, I really don't know how to write the word shame?"

Seeing this, Yang Bin couldn't help but hug his arms and looked at it with interest, the corners of his mouth full of sarcasm.

Chu Hao completely abandoned everything, and all his attention was on the painting in front of him. In this process, Bejolan's eyes kept on him, never moving.

She was so deeply attracted that before she knew it, her heartbeat and breathing followed Chu Hao's frequency.

Stained with ink, Chu Hao began to sketch again, his eyes were calm and firm, and his movements did not drag the slightest mud and water, completely in one go.

When Chu Hao closed the pen, a complete painting was displayed, strange stones and bamboo, straight strokes, easy freehand, the picture was arranged properly, its bamboo brushwork throughout, leaves and leaves, the next pen was vigorous and vigorous, the ink of shade reflected each other, and it was very graceful. Its stone charm is contained, lively and floating, and the style is unique......

"Huh! What kind of painting is this? How is it so familiar? ”

"Zheng Banqiao's bamboo and stone drawing, oh my God! He just had just taken a few glances and it was depicted! ”

"This bamboo and stone map, handsome and beautiful, bamboo leaves are swaying, the artistic conception is lofty, it can be described as a masterpiece!"

"Have you noticed, just now he was like a god, with a different temperament and a confident demeanor, it's so charming!"

"Oh my God, this picture, this artistic conception, this collocation, is completely redundant and thin, and it has won the true biography of Master Zheng Banqiao!"

"Even if you can't compare to a painting master, you're definitely a quasi-master! Even, in some ways, even better, you know, he is so young, and this painting only took about half an hour! ”

……

After a painting was finished, the whole scene was in an uproar, as if it had exploded into a pot, and it could not be calm.

They are all from the Academy of Arts, and they deeply understand what realm Chu Hao has reached, which is beyond their reach, and they can't catch up with them.

"Ruolan, this is my painting, for you as a birthday gift!" Chu Hao slowly picked up the painting, and then handed it to Belola with a smile.

Chu Hao's painting is really not as good as the level of a real master, but it is enough to cause a major earthquake. If he uses a super cow pen to make it, even the transcendent master will not say it is necessarily.

Hearing this, Bejolan came back to her senses, and her pretty eyes widened suddenly, "My birthday present!" ”

She took it solemnly, admiring every stone, every bamboo leaf, and even every track on it, and couldn't help but be amazed and shocked from the bottom of her heart.

Although Chu Hao's painting is not as authentic as Zheng Banqiao's, it was painted specifically for her, and in this sense, this painting is extremely precious to her.

"Chu Hao, thank you, this is the best birthday gift I have ever received!" Bei Ruolan smiled, and when her words fell, she threw herself directly into Chu Hao's arms and hugged him deeply.

At this moment, her eyes looking at Chu Hao were completely different, they were full of little stars, as if she had seen an idol, and she was completely like a little fan girl.

Chu Hao was stunned, he never expected that Bei Ruolan, who had always been pure and elegant, would have such an almost impulsive side.

Enjoying the warm fragrance of Belolan's nephrite in his arms, and smelling the unique fragrance of the goddess, Chu Hao couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"Ah......" At this moment, a wild roar came out, and everyone looked over, it turned out to be Yang Bin.

Seeing such a scene, he couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately roared loudly, and pulled his hair with his hands, his face was hideous, and he was completely crazy.

In the next moment, he straightened up and looked at Chu Hao with resentful eyes, and actually let out a weird laugh.

He laughed angrily, "Chu Hao, I let you pretend tonight, you are very good, very good, next, Lao Tzu will let you lie down and go out." ”