A quarter of an hour later.

Everyone frowned, as if they were generals who were ambushed on all sides.

Cai Yong sighed and said, "Nephew Zhong Daxian, you better admit defeat." Your method of arranging this big dragon is indeed secretive, but at this moment, the dragon head has been surrounded to death, so there is no need to go down again. ”

Sima Yi pork liver color.

Qin Ye didn't expect that the Supreme Law Eye was too powerful, and he could play chess. The key is that Qin Ye didn't know how to play chess at all, and he actually won Sima Yi.

Everyone was shocked and looked at Qin Ye in disbelief. Unexpectedly, it only took a quarter of an hour for the little prodigy in the north to be photographed to death. You know, a game of chess is played for several hours, and some of them can be played for days.

"Impossible!" Sima Yi couldn't believe that the chess skills he was proud of had lost so quickly and so completely, "His first two pieces were simply messy, he couldn't even start the game, how could he see the big dragon I arranged!" ”

Qin Ye was very ashamed, the shots at the beginning were all programmed, and he couldn't see any flaws at all. Therefore the first two sons, he did throw them around.

Cai Yong sighed and said, "Old nephew, General Qin spared you twice, you didn't win, what else do you say?" ”

When everyone heard this, they were like being struck by lightning, and they were spared.

By the way, this can be said to spare my eyes, and I still lose ....... Sima Yi was completely paralyzed to the top of the seat.

Sima Yi saw that Cai Yan couldn't become a sister-in-law, looking at Cai Yan's eyes at this moment, maybe she would become the daughter-in-law of the Qin family, so she hurriedly asked her father for help.

Sima Fang's mood at the moment could not be explained in words, and meeting the eyes of his sons, Sima Father shook his head. It's not that Dad doesn't help you, it's that you can't help others.

At this time, a young man came out of the crowd.

"Under Zhuge Jin, the word Ziyu." Although the young man bowed his hand, he could not hide his generosity.

The national thief is condemned by the people of the world.

A little teenager, you can't beat it with soldiers, even if you can't defeat it, you will be defeated culturally. The face of the family has been lost by you, do you know?

After you die, what faces will you have to see your ancestors and ancestors, and what faces will you have to meet the emperors of all dynasties!

The young man came out with a warm heart.

Zhuge Jin? Zhuge Liang's brother?

Qin Ye looked this young man up and down, he was indeed extraordinary, and he deserved to be the head of the Wenchen of the later Wu State, Zhuge Menghu.

But what kind of eyes are you?

It's like I've killed your whole family.

Although Qin Ye did not kill the whole family, in the hearts of everyone at this moment, it was more uncomfortable than killing their whole family.

He must be killed.

In the calligraphy and painting of qinqi, everyone has been defeated. Playing the piano, you can see hundreds of flaws, and after playing chess in dozens of moves, the dragon head that Sima Yi secretly hid before the line was shot to death.

No one dares to argue with Qin Ye in the piano and chess.

"If you are not talented, you are willing to compare your skills with the general." Zhuge Jin said coldly.

That's right, than drawing.

Everyone didn't believe that Qin Ye could be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, while Zhuge Jin was good at painting, especially shrimp.

Zhuge Jin shook his spirit, so he didn't give Qin Ye time, so he painted with a little effort, and he drew five shrimps.

Qin Ye fixed his eyes and saw that these five shrimps were different from ordinary shrimps, and he felt that the Zhuge family must like to eat crayfish.

To say that Zhuge Jin is worthy of being Zhuge Liang's brother, this shrimp painting is really good, and it does not belong to Master Qi at all.

"You shrimp has a flaw......

Before Qin Ye finished speaking, Sima Yi shouted, "Who has no flaws, General Qin don't talk about flaws, you draw first, see who has more flaws." ”

Qin Ye frowned.

If you want to look at the flaws, no one in the world can beat him, but if you want to paint Chinese paintings, how can he paint these cattle people.

"What, doesn't General Qin know how to draw?" Sima Yi's eyes widened and he was excited.

That's it, how can anyone be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Is that still human? That's all God.

The crowd was excited.

Qin Ye thought in his heart, if he used ordinary painting methods, he was afraid that it would be difficult to draw Zhuge Jin.

Why not be surprised.

When Qin Ye was in school, he occasionally learned two-handed Master Cai's style comics. I have definitely not seen the comic style in ancient times, and there should be a head.

So, when Qin Ye lifted the pen, everyone was silent.

Qin Ye used the smallest pen and began to draw on Luoyang paper.

Less.

A cartoon that far surpasses a chick eating a Mitu, is freshly baked.

In the style of a comic, he drew eight horses. The style of comics is completely different from landscape painting, but it exudes an indescribable wonderful feeling. This is the first time that the ancient people have seen the style of comics, and they are all shocked.

Everyone has been painting all their lives, and they have never seen this style of painting, but they can see that it is unusual, so they dare not jump to conclusions.

"What's the name of that?" Faced with the new style of painting, Cai Yong was pleasantly surprised.

Qin Ye said: "This is the Eight Horses Diagram. ”

Cai Yan's big eyes flickered, "No, isn't it supposed to be galloping in the vast world?" The eight horses in your painting are all arched together and grazing around the trough, how can it be called the Eight Horses? ”

"I didn't expect my niece to have such a unique vision, and I don't think it should be called Bajun Tu." Qin Ye solemnly accepted the opinion, "What you said makes sense, then this can't be called Eight Horses, but Eight Horses in the same groove." ”

Eight horses in the same slot!

Cai Yan still had a lot of puzzlement, and said: "Why arch in a trough, grab grass to eat, why don't you eat grass in a few troughs?" ”

Qin Ye said with a smile: "How much to eat depends on the horse's ability." These eight horses are at this level, and being able to have a trough to eat grass is already an ancestral virtue. ”

The crowd was immediately puzzled.

What does that mean?

Everyone looked at each other, with Qin Ye's literary brilliance, why did he draw such a tasteless sketch of eating in the same groove? They just can't figure it out. Suddenly, I felt the water vapor rushing in my face.

Poof, Sima Fang squirted out all the tea he had just drunk in his mouth.

Everyone was sprayed with tea all over their faces, but looking at Sima Fang's frightened appearance, they suddenly opened up. The Sima family had eight sons, known as Sima Bada, and suddenly became eight horses in the same groove, and everyone was shocked.

It turns out that the eight sons of the Sima family are painted here.

When Sima Lang was still unbelievable, Sima Yi suddenly burst of thunder in his heart, oh my God, there are eight brothers in our family, this was served by Qin Mengjie, and he almost vomited blood.

The expressions of the crowd were complicated, they were angry, and they couldn't help laughing.

Cai Yan pursed his lips and snickered.

Sima and his son were hit hard, thinking that they could win the hearts of beauties for Sima Lang. Now it seems that the co-authorship is all about paving the way for Qin Ye. was going to use Qin Ye as a stepping stone, and he became a stepping stone together.

Looking at Cai Yan's gaze, he knew that he had been deeply attracted. Just hook your fingers and you're ready to go.

Sima Fang's beard trembled, and his heart was churning, but he really didn't dare to say anything, and his voice was even more embarrassing. After all, now people can see that this is Sima Yi and the others causing trouble, scolding Qin Ye. The result was not scolded. And everyone also wanted to see Qin Ye's methods, and now it seems that this seventeen or eighteen young man is really not simple.

Qin Mengjie, I'll fight with you! But Sima Yi couldn't accept such a reality, and he wanted to continue fighting.