Now the name Yamamoto Ryu is known to almost everyone who is involved in the painting circle.

Anyway, this Yamamoto Ryu now has a lot of names, such as young painters, as well as future painters, and some people say that Yamamoto Ryu is the strongest person to revitalize Toei's future painting.

Anyway, there are a lot of people, people who don't mix in the painting industry can't understand it, but they can understand one sentence, that is, only one piece of information is revealed now, this Yamamoto dragon is very powerful, very strong, is cowhide.

Wang Tianxiong began to panic, at this time he forcibly held back, didn't say a word, and now even if he loses, he has to lose a little.

There were others who were nervous as well.

At this time, Kazuo Okamoto's eyes swept over everyone: "Okay, our people from Dongying have already stood up, it's your turn, hurry up and let your people play." ”

"Are you in such a hurry to lose?" Jiang Xiaofan said coldly.

"Who loses and who wins, I'm afraid it's not certain. Kazuo Okamoto didn't give Jiang Xiaofan face now, and said coldly.

After all, now that the project has been decided, I can't change it if I want to.

Jiang Xiaofan didn't bother to pay attention to him, looked back at the students of class 18 and said, "You guys...... Who's going up to compete with this Yamamoto Ryu?"

The students of Class 18 were stunned, what the hell?

They won't, if it's more than learning, they're crushing each other now, but compared to painting, they haven't learned.

Now no one is coming out.

Wang Tianxiong knows the bottom of his group of students, and it is normal for no one to come out now, after all, the children of HX, except for art candidates, have not learned painting at all, that thing is too wasteful of time.

Hey, is this first project going to be lost?

Kazuo Okamoto sneered, the competition he picked was what their Dongying students were best at, and it was also the worst for HX students, so he took it out for comparison.

He didn't miss this opportunity to sneer, and said: "Let your people hurry up, if you compete with other countries, and you haven't been on the list for so long, they will definitely sentence you to abstain, but we won't, we will wait until your people stand up." ”

Jiang Xiaofan said: "Since no one has come out, then I can name it now." ”

"Whoever you point to is whoever you want. Jiang Xiaofan stretched out his hand and clicked casually among the students.

Finally his fingers stopped.

"Liu Xuanwu, come up. ”

Liu Xuanwu, the fat house who was spotted, is trembling now.

Liu Xuanwu stood in the crowd and was stupid, was he hit?

Damn, don't be so pitiful.

The other students also looked at Liu Xuanwu, and their faces turned blue, what kind of person is Liu Xuanwu, he is the worst person in their class.

Let him paint, isn't that looking for death?

In the crowd, there are also onlookers art teachers, this kind of teacher only exists in the first year of high school, because of this incident in the school, many teachers came to watch.

The art teacher recognized Liu Xuanwu at a glance, and remembered the student's painting, if there is a fool in the painting, then Liu Xuanwu is a complete fool.

Let this guy and Yamamoto Ryu try to paint, isn't that looking for abuse?

And the painting drawn by that guy, there is no way to look at it at all, look at the spicy eyes, when you look at it too much, you will have nightmares at night.

"No, absolutely not, Liu Xuanwu's paintings are ugly, the kind that can't be seen at all. The art teacher shouted.

"Don't you know that this teacher, Shibei should be impressed for three days? The current Liu Xuanwu is no longer the original Liu Xuanwu, but the current he is a painting god. Jiang Xiaofan said.

Liu Xuanwu's own face is black, don't say don't say three days, don't be like that for thirty years.

"Teacher...... I can't, I really can't. Liu Xuanwu also said: "I can compare with others, but painting is really not suitable for me." ”

"Trust you, you can. Jiang Xiaofan said, then took out a brush and handed it to Liu Xuanwu.

"Now you're going to use this pen to draw. ”

Liu Xuanwu took the brush, the whole person was stupid, he didn't learn watercolor pen painting, at most he knew how to doodle, and now he actually let him paint with a brush, even if he chased ducks to the shelves, he couldn't be so rushed.

However, after he saw Jiang Xiaofan's believing eyes, he couldn't refuse, so he could only nod fiercely: "I...... I'll try it. ”

"Trust you. Jiang Xiaofan said.

Then he directly pushed Liu Xuanwu out.

"Our people are here and ready to go. ”

Liu Xuanwu himself is stupid, he just came out like this? He doesn't even know the foundation of painting, this is not terrible, the terrible thing is that he can't even grasp the brush now.

Wang Tianxiong and the others were shocked, so they went out, didn't they have any preparations? I wanted to call Lin Xuanwu back quickly.

But it's too late.

Kazuo Okamoto said, "Since your people have come forward now, then the game will start now." ”

It's over, I can't shout back, Wang Tianxiong and the others are out of recruitment, forget it, this first project will be regarded as gone.

Ay.

But Jiang Xiaofan didn't care at all, he looked at Kazuo Okamoto and said, "You can make a question." ”

"Okay. Kazuo Okamoto laughed: "Let's compare your HX paintings now, after all, there have been many famous painters in your HX history." ”

"Well, you all know this, and you dare to come to the class to get an axe, which is also powerful. Jiang Xiaofan said.

Kazuo Okamoto sneered, does the class get an axe? Just kidding? Yamamoto Ryu can draw anything.

He said, "Since they are all here, they naturally want to get an axe." ”

"I like people who don't think about themselves, come on, you can solve the problem. Jiang Xiaofan said.

Wang Tianxiong and the others below were completely impressed by Jiang Xiaofan's pretending momentum, they have nothing to say now, but this thing, you actually gave it to others, is it still comparable?

Don't make trouble, Jiang Xiaofan, is it a game with Dongying people?

Kazuo Okamoto smiled and said, "Good spirit." ”

"For the weak, you must have such courage. Jiang Xiaofan said.

Kazuo Okamoto no longer takes what Jiang Xiaofan said seriously, but only as a struggle to hit the street: "In this case, we are better than copying, and we are better than your famous painter Xu Beihong's "Eight Horses", how about it?"

"Good. Jiang Xiaofan said.

"So, let's get started. Kazuo Okamoto said.

Something like a trial brush is now ready.

Now the topic has been decided.

I'm ready to start copying.

Ryu Yamamoto spread the paper flat and began to paint, a smug smile on his face.

He didn't know that he had copied the painting "Eight Horses" no less than 300 times, and it only took half an hour for him to complete it.

This time, he wants to be a blockbuster, what ancient HX is the origin of painting, he Yamamoto Ryucai is not convinced, he wants to represent Dongying painting, crush the HX painting under the soles of his feet and rub it again.

He wants to win, he wants to amaze the people of the world.

Ryu Yamamoto began to write.

But by this time, the cheers around had already been heard.

Yamamoto Ryu was stunned for a moment, what's going on? Haven't started painting yet? The other people have already cheered, who is it cheering for, is it the dead fat house opposite that is competing with him?

Yamamoto Ryu couldn't help but sneer, the inferior nature of the HX people is really serious, do you use cheers to boost your morale?

However, no matter how much you improve, it is useless.

They were doomed.

"Stop drawing. Kazuo Okamoto's voice trembled next to him, as if he had seen a terrible scene for him.

When Yamamoto Ryu heard this, he was slightly stunned and said, "What's the matter?" Mr. Okamoto, why don't you draw? I haven't started yet, so don't worry, I'll be done in half an hour." ”

"No... It's the HX guy who has finished drawing. Kazuo Okamoto's voice trembled.

What? Impossible? The dead fat house just now has already been painted? Yamamoto Long didn't believe it, his eyes looked in the direction of Liu Xuanwu, but for a second, Yamamoto Long felt that his heart was not beating.

I saw that in front of me, Liu Xuanwu's painting paper, and now "Eight Horses" jumped on the drawing paper.