Chapter Ninety-One: Like and Don't Like

Next to it is accompanied by the famous poem of Li Yannian of the Han Dynasty, there is a beautiful woman in the north, left behind and independent, looking at the city, and then looking at the country, rather not knowing the city and the country? It's hard to get a beautiful woman! ”

"Good!"

"Poetry is good, painting is better!"

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Changsun Chong and the others immediately cheered, while Qin Huaiyu and the others suddenly turned ashen and couldn't help but be full of frustration.

"Thank you, Young Master Yan!"

Even Gongsun Yue was brilliant and splendid, feeling honored and thanking again and again.

Yan Xingjian's face was proud, being able to overwhelm the Mo family today, it will definitely make his reputation go to the next level, as long as the old man who has been famous for a long time does not come forward, he has absolute self-confidence.

"I don't know how the sword dance picture of this grandson girl is, please ask Brother Mo for advice." Yan Xingjian said step by step.

As soon as Merton put down the teacup in his hand, he couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of tea: "Poof! Who do you mean to draw? ”

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect Merton to react like this.

"Miss Gongsun!" Yan Xingjian's second uncle was puzzled and said suspiciously.

"Oh! In addition to the clothes portrait, which point do you draw that looks like Gongsun Girl! Morton pointed to the scroll and said lightly, causing everyone to be stunned.

"Not like that!" Qin Huaiyu recalled, looked at Gongsun Yue on the side, and immediately laughed.

"It's not like it, it's not a person!"

Fang Juncheng Chumo and others were also ridiculed, you said that the painting was a Gongsun girl, but the painting did not look like the main owner at all, how could it be said that the painting was a Gongsun girl.

"I said that the character in this painting must be Liu Niang, she is wearing the clothes of the grandson girl." Fang Jun said with a grin.

"...... you?" Yan Xingjian's face suddenly turned blue with anger, he wanted to say that it had been painted like this since ancient China for thousands of years, but he couldn't refute a fact.

It doesn't look like it!

Gongsun Yue is in front of him, and the painting scroll is in front of him, and now even he feels that he has painted it, as if it is really a little different.

All right! Not a little, but really not like it.

From ancient times to the present, Danqing's wonderful hand painting has attached great importance to artistic conception, perhaps a master like Yan Liben can achieve the coordination of artistic conception and characters, but at least Yan Xingjian can't do it.

"So? Brother Mo seems to be able to draw the charm of the Gongsun girl! Eldest Sun Chong asked as if he was very interested, and suddenly woke Yan Xingjian from his panic.

Yes! If he doesn't like it, can he paint like Mo Jiazi, as long as it is stronger than Mo Jiazi's painting, then he will naturally win.

"Then Yan is waiting for Brother Mo's masterpiece!" Yan Xingjian said in an unkind tone.

Qin Huaiyu and the others were suddenly dumbfounded, staring at Mo Dun one by one, hoping that the magical Mo family would be able to create another miracle.

Soon the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were presented, and everyone looked at Mo Dun, Qin Huaiyu and the others with a look of hope, and the eldest grandson sneered at the others, not believing that Mo Dun could draw anything famous.

Mo Dun shook his head and said, "Mo doesn't need these things to paint at all, but needs some help from Gongsun Girl. ”

"Young Master Mo! Despite the commands! Gongsun Yue said.

Morton whispered a few words in his ear, Gongsun Yue blushed, glared at Morton coquettishly, and got up to leave.

"High!"

Fang Jun quietly gave a thumbs up on the side. And Du He Yan Xingjian on the side almost wanted to breathe fire in his eyes.

Soon Gongsun Yue came back, carrying a beautiful box in his hand, gently placing it on the table, retreating to the side with a red face and saying, "Young Master Mo, what you want!" ”

Morton stepped forward and snapped the box open, revealing the purple and red inside.

"Rouge gouache?" Yan Xingjian exclaimed.

For a moment, everyone looked at Merton differently, and they didn't expect that the painting tool that Merton needed was rouge gouache.

At this moment, even Qin Huaiyu and others were dumbfounded, everyone felt that Merton was too unreliable this time, and he actually used rouge gouache to paint, which was a big joke in the world.

"Rouge gouache?" Morton smiled in his heart, no, to be exact, it should be an eyebrow pencil.

Merton picked up a long, black object and looked closely at the closest thing to graphite in this era...... Luozidai.

Merton also has no ability to make graphite, so he can only replace it with this kind of thing, Luo Zidai is from Persia, the price is very expensive, and it is deeply loved by women in Chang'an, and as a celebrity in the sect, Gongsun Yue obviously has no shortage of this kind of thing.

Luo Zidai was very soft, and Morton carefully wrapped a layer of rice paper to avoid staining his hands, and then the rice paper was spread out neatly on the table.

After all this work, Morton showed his signature smile and said, "The rest of the work is very boring, in order not to let everyone wait, I wonder if Miss Gongsun can dance again." ”

Gongsun Yue is also a shrewd person, this matter seems to be jealous between the two parties, but after this battle, the biggest beneficiary must be herself, I believe that after today, her reputation will definitely go to the next level, and what is it if she dances again.

Knock knock,

The drum beat again, and Gongsun Yue danced again, compared to the first passion, this time Gongsun Yue chose a man dance that consumed less physical strength.

Rao is like this, and the entire priest's house once again flashes with sword light,

Merton kept shuttling on the rice paper with the snail Dai in Jian Wu's hand, leaving black ink stains that were dazzling.

Boom, with a drum at the end, Gongsun Yue flew by and ended the performance, one rigid and one soft, and the two sword dances were vividly and vividly performed by Gongsun Yue, each with the ultimate beauty.

"Even if you lose today, you will have no regrets about being able to see the dancing skills of Miss Gongsun." Fang Jun said with satisfaction. It was clear that he had no confidence that Merton would win.

At the same time, Merton also dropped the snail Dai in his hand.

"In a hurry, that's all it can do." Merton looked at his work and said regretfully.

"Pretending!" Yan Xingjian snorted coldly in his heart, he didn't believe that Merton could draw any fame.

He thinks that the reason why he is still standing here is to taunt him after defeating the Mo family.

But when he looked at the drawing paper, the whole person was immediately stunned.

On the rice paper, countless black lines are intertwined, forming hair, eyes, and nose into a three-dimensional woman, with fluttering clothes, like a dragon.

What's more, these women depicted with simple lines are actually nine points similar to Gongsun Yue.

"This is me?" Gongsun Yue looked at the woman in the painting in shock, and couldn't help herself for a long time.

"If you lose, you lose." Yan Xing staggered, and now he had tasted the bitter fruit of his own sin.

originally wanted to step on others to achieve his own reputation, but now he has become a stepping stone for others.