Ding Song wiped the sweat on his head: "Yes, if it weren't for Jia Fuyin's reminder, I almost made everyone misunderstand what I meant." Oops, it was a mess just now, my brain was confused, misunderstanding, this is really a big misunderstanding. ”

Wiping his sweat, his heart was scared to death.

If it weren't for the fact that Jia Dedao was not surprised, Yan Qi's sudden attack just now would have been revealed.

Yan Qi's house is really hateful.

Judd glanced at Wei Yi and Mo Bufan.

Wei Yi and Mo Bufan began to sing praises again.

"Dean Ding, have you forgotten? This painting was painted by you in January last year, and on that day, we drank together, and you were drunk and excited, splashing ink, and creating a masterpiece. ”

"That's it, that is, Dean Ding was low-key that day and did not sign his name, but I didn't expect that this delay would be a year later. Today, I will sign this work and display it in public, so that everyone can see your true strength. ”

……

With Jia Dedao's perjury, coupled with the testimony of Mo Bufan and Wei Yi, everyone is beyond reproach.

Although, they still have doubts - when did Judd's painting skills improve by leaps and bounds?

In the past, his painting skills were mediocre, barely eye-catching.

Could it be that overnight, he transformed himself into a painting master?

Yan Qi looked at Jia Dedao's sinister smile, thinking that this guy was really powerful, talking and laughing, the spring breeze turned into rain and saved Ding Song.

Originally, I was counting on a few words to pierce Ding Song's diorama.

Now it seems that that was an extravagant hope.

Anyway, you still have to convince people with skills, and you can't say that it will be hard.

Yan Qi looked at Ding Song with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that Dean Ding's words are not up to the mark, I said Dean Ding, you are also the soul of the Witty Sayings Study, and your writing is outstanding, why can't you even understand a sentence, a three-year-old child?" You'll have to pay attention next time. ”

"Be careful, be careful."

Ding Song muttered a few words in a weak heart, suddenly reacted, and shouted at Yan Qi: "Little Ding, why are you teaching me, who are you?" How old are you, I have such a high status, where is your turn to teach me a lesson? ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

Ding Song pointed at Yan Qi, and shouted: "Next, it's time for me to come up with the question, you also come to paint, and everyone will evaluate it, if the grade is lower than mine, then what else do you pretend?" Kneel down and beg for mercy, if you surpass me, you win. But, haha, want to overtake me? It is estimated that it will be in vain for you to cultivate for another ten lifetimes. ”

Wei Yi and Mo Bufan picked up Ding Song's words and sneered.

"Yan Qi, what are you still doing with it? In front of Dean Ding's masterpiece, you don't have a chance of winning, and now you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and you can save face. ”

"Do you know how to draw? Even if you know, do you have that talent? Like you, a bottle of goods that is less than half a bottle shopping, but a stunned young ......"

Yan Qi walked to the table and reached out to grab the ink, but when he grabbed it with one hand, the ink was knocked away.

Black ink spilled into the air.

Coincidentally, it just happened to splash Wei Yi and Mo Bufan's face.

These two people, who were boasting about the saliva just now, where did they think that the ink would fly, not only splashed their faces, but also ate a stomach.

"Wow."

Wei Yi and Mo Bufan vomited wildly.

The ink doesn't taste good.

Yan Qi looked back and pretended to be surprised: "Oh, Professor Wei Yi, Professor Mo Bufan, why did you become black without seeing it?" Get fast enough, you're chameleons. ”

The crowd laughed.

Wei Yi and Mo Bufan made a fool of themselves in public, they were going crazy.

"Yan Qi, what are you doing? It caused us to eat a belly full of ink. ”

Yan Qi's eyes widened: "Isn't it good to eat ink?" I think that the more you eat, the better, which shows that you have knowledge in your stomach. Here, the ink is still here, do you want to eat some more? The more you eat, the more knowledgeable you are, hehe. ”

Wei Yi and Mo Bufan were so frightened that they hurriedly dodged, and they didn't have the heart to count Yan Qi anymore.

Everyone could see that Yan Qi did it on purpose.

However, everyone very much agreed with Yan Qi's quick wit.

These two sycophants, listening to their noise, are overwhelmed.

Ding Song was anxious: "Yan Qi, can you paint?" Does procrastination work? Hehe, that's all you can do. ”

Yan Qi smiled indifferently and grabbed the brush.

Day!

Everyone looked at Yan Qi, looking at his posture of grasping the pen, their eyes widened, and they rubbed it vigorously, almost in disbelief.

Is this the posture of holding the pen?

Yan Qi's posture of holding the pen was like grasping a big potato, clumsy, nervous, without the slightest agility.

Ding Song laughed when he saw it.

"Yan Qi, Yan Qi, you really don't know how to learn, you can't even hold a brush well, and even a three-year-old child is not as good. Hehe, at your level, you are still fighting with me, you really ate the gall of a leopard. ”

The students of the Gewu Academy also grinned wryly.

Yan Gongzi is full of economy, how can this be, he can't even hold a pen well?

Di Renfeng and An Tian looked at each other and smiled, full of bitterness.

Yan Qi scratched his head: "I'm sorry, let everyone laugh." ”

Leng Youxue ran over from behind, curled her seductive lips, glared at Yan Qi resentfully, and muttered in a low voice: "Bai taught you to hold the pen, really, you don't study hard, you want to beg for a beating." ”

Yan Qi muttered in a low voice: "Xiaoxue, teach me next time, okay?" ”

"Nasty!"

Leng Youxuejiao's face was crimson, and she put on a shy flush: "Ignore you, don't think about beautiful things." ”

Like a coquettish anger, she ran away shyly.

Thinking of that day, she was held in Yan Qi's arms and taught Yan Qi to hold the pen hand in hand.

Hands intertwined, palms hot.

was taken into Yan Qi's arms, and his powerful arms were full of manliness and charming.

In particular, Yan Qi showed a man's majestic style, and her plump buttocks were pushed by the burning stick, which caused her to almost lose. Prohibit.

Thinking of that stimulation, Leng Youxue's body was itchy, and she was looking forward to it.

It's an unforgettable feeling, it's beautiful.

Yan Qi's indifferent eyes swept over the faces of Ding Song, Jia Dedao and others.

Push your palms slightly.

Click!

The brush pinched the powder body and broken bones.

The crowd was shocked.

Yan Qi smiled: "Painting is a work of inspiration, the premise of inspiration is the cooperation between the hand and the brain. ”

He pushed the pen aside, took out a white cloth, threw it on the drawing board, and took out dyes of various colors.

Everyone was very curious and didn't know why.

Ding Song's face was full of disdain: "Yan Qi is crazy, he doesn't use paper to paint, he makes a rag dance and chirps, he is obviously a layman." ”

Mo Bufan snorted: "You don't need a pen to paint, what are you pretending, how to paint without a pen?" Isn't that self-inflicted? ”

Wei Yi's face was full of sarcasm: "I want to see what tricks Yan Qi is doing, he is going to make a fool of himself in public." ”

Everyone's eyes were aimed at Yan Qi.

When they saw Yan Qi's strange movements, they all cried out in surprise.