"Dean Wu, we've all finished painting according to your wishes, but this painting ......"

Li Tang looked at Wu Zhi with some embarrassment, now the painting has been completed, but it is still a picture of returning from a spring outing, but under the joint creation of everyone, the level of painting is much higher than that of the previous painting, but where is the fragrance of flowers in this painting?

"Humph! Wu Zhi, aren't you making fun of us? ”

Wu Hong slapped the table violently and glared at Wu Zhi.

Wu Hong was angry, and no one in the audience persuaded him to stop his anger, because at this time, everyone was also angry with Wu Zhi in their hearts, and they were interested in painting together according to Wu Zhi's ideas just now, thinking that Wu Zhi would have some amazing brilliant ideas, but he didn't think that he would finish painting like this, which was really disappointing.

"Don't worry, who said this painting is finished?" Wu Zhi looked around at everyone and chuckled.

When everyone heard this, their eyes suddenly became a little more annoyed.

"Why didn't you finish the painting? Could it be that the dean of Wuhan University wants to paint a few flowers on this painting? Hum! Wu Hong immediately retorted.

Indeed, the composition of the painting on the table in front of me is completely full, the sky is like splashing ink, the city wall is far away, the road is pedestrians, and the willows and grass are ...... The hall was full of top painters of the Great Song Dynasty, and they knew at a glance that nothing could be added to this painting, and if they added anything, it would just be a snake to the painting.

Therefore, for Wu Zhi's words, everyone just said nothing with an angry expression on the surface, but in their hearts, they began to look down on Wu Zhi like Wu Hong, in their opinion, Wu Zhi was playing tricks!

Wu Zhi didn't care about everyone's anger at all, he strode to the front of the painting, and smiled at everyone: "Since this painting was painted according to my idea, and everyone has shown good painting techniques on this painting, how can I be missing?" ”

After speaking, Wu Zhi didn't care about everyone's disdainful eyes, and very generously took a slender and smallest paintbrush from the pen stand, bent down and worked on the painting.

Seeing that Wu Zhi actually started to write, most of the people in the hall glanced away without indignation, and Wu Hong turned around directly, they all knew that the painting really couldn't add content, and Wu Zhi's insistence on adding a few strokes to it would definitely destroy the whole painting.

They really can't bear to see everyone's hard work ruined, but after all, all the painters are Sven, and Wu Zhi is also the dean, so they can't stop it, so they can only see it.

However, there are still a few young painters, curiously stretching their necks to see how Wu Zhi uses his pen to add to his paintings.

After tea time.........

"It's... Petal? …… Butterfly? ”

Zhang Zeduan was the first to see the content of Wu Zhi's painting, and thought for a moment in confusion, and gradually his expression began to stiffen, and his eyes widened.

"Butterflies!"

Several young painters who were also watching couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Humph!"

When Wu Hong and the others heard it, they immediately snorted coldly, Wu Zhi is not too stupid, the butterfly is very small, if it is painted on both sides of the road in the painting, it will be harmless.

What about just painting petals and butterflies? Even if petals, butterflies and the fragrance of flowers are related, they have been painted before, and Wu Zhi's painting now is just picking up people's "hands" and wisdom.

"Lots of butterflies! What a beautiful butterfly! ”

Someone else exclaimed.

Wu Zhi uses the painting technique of sketching, after all, he has studied painting for a long time, and it is still difficult for him to draw the simplest small butterfly.

"Hey!"

Li Tang and they couldn't help but sigh secretly after hearing a lot of butterflies, if the painting was just a few small butterflies on both sides of the road, it would be the finishing touch, but if a large group of butterflies were painted, it would be a failure, and they secretly glanced at Wu Zhi, they were all wondering what Wu Zhi was thinking in his mind? Why do you have to destroy a good painting?

Half a pillar of incense after the time.........

Wu Zhi finally finished painting, he stood up straight, let out a long breath of turbidity, and then calmly rested the brush on the celadon pen holder on the table.

"How about this drawing?"

Looking at Zhang Zeduan and the others who were around him, who had already dropped their jaws in shock, Wu Zhi asked with a smile, of course what he asked was not a simple painting technique, but another mystery, this mystery, Zhang Zeduan and others understood.

Because they have seen the paintings painted by Wu Zhi, the butterflies that are painted, and the paintings that are ...... Flowers!

"Wonderful! It's wonderful! ”

"Dean Wu, you are really ...... That's amazing! ”

After Zhang Zeduan and the others came back to their senses, they unabashedly said words of admiration to Wu Zhi, so that Wu Hong, Li Tang and others, who had never been with Wu Zhi, had strong doubts in their hearts.

Isn't it just a painting of a flock of butterflies? As for you brats so much?

They wanted to look back and see what butterflies Wu Zhi had drawn, but for the sake of face, they could only continue to maintain a disdainful posture.

"Dean Wu Hong, Li Yixue, Wu Zhi has finished painting, please come and take a look and comment, how about it?" Wu Zhi invited them with a smile.

Wu Hong and Li Tang waited for Wu Zhi to invite them, and when they heard this, they no longer behaved, Wu Hong turned around and glanced at Wu Zhi with disdain, and then walked to Wu Zhi's painting with a mean expression.

"What can you do with a mere butterfly? Just ......... to think about."

While ridiculing Wu Zhi to Li Tang and the others beside him, Wu Hong's eyes also fell on the picture scroll, but when he saw the butterflies painted by Wu Zhi, his throat suddenly seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't spit out half a sneering word.

Li Tang and the others also gathered in front of the painting, and when they saw the painting, one by one it was as if they had been struck by lightning, and they were shocked, their faces were full of gaffe, and there was no more elegance.

Wu Zhi was already seated behind them, and was leisurely sipping tea with a teacup, with a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

"Wonderful! Great! I didn't expect that the fragrance of flowers that I had been waiting for for three years would be fully expressed by a group of butterflies by Dean Wu, and I was deeply ashamed of my admiration! ”

Li Tang took the lead in turning around, bowed to Wu Zhi, and said, "It's rude, Dean Wu forgive me." ”

"Dean Wu, don't blame me for being narrow-minded!"

The people who were angry with Wu Zhi just now, after seeing the painting, all turned around and bowed apologetically to Wu Zhi at this time, only Wu Hong was still standing in front of the painting in a daze.

Wu Zhi took another sip of tea before he hurriedly got up and saluted Li Tang and the others very warmly.

"You don't have to be like this, we are all colleagues, and I, Wuzhi, am not a stingy person. Besides, if you look down and don't look up in the future, don't be too rigid about etiquette. ”

After making peace with everyone, Wu Zhi looked at Wu Hong, who was stunned, and slowly walked to his side and looked at the painting with him.

"How? Vice President Wu, are you satisfied with my answer? Wu Zhi asked.

Wu Hong was stunned, looked at Wu Zhi, and then took a deep look at the painting on the table, and then bowed his head to Wu Zhi convincingly, looking very ashamed.

"Dean Wu is ingenious and has excellent painting skills, so he lost in the next game!"

…………

On the picture scroll in front of Wu Zhi and Wu Hong, there is indeed a group of butterflies dancing, but this group of butterflies is not on both sides of the road, not in the sky, but in the ...... Under the horseshoe! There are a few petals on the horse's hooves, and butterflies are flying around, refusing to leave for a long time!