Chen Dapeng gave up his table and asked Fang Hao to come over and paint side by side with Ximen Wenxuan, and Yingyue took Siqin Yunzhu to stand on Fang Hao's left and right to cheer him on.

Ximen Wenxuan began to put pen on rice paper with a millimeter of ink, he used the method of white drawing, with a single line to outline the contours of Master Li's face, a few strokes, Master Li's soft outline has been formed.

"It's a good painting, it's a good painting, and the son is really amazing."

The hall was not all hoping that Ximen Wenxuan would be defeated, so naturally there were a few people with stinky feet shaking their heads on the side and offering great hospitality.

Ximen Wenxuan was proud in his heart, and kept looking at Master Li's beautiful face, and his mouth couldn't help but make noise: "Senior girl, look at me, look at me, and smile." ”

Fang Hao was not so happy here, the onlookers all frowned, they didn't say anything, but they sighed secretly in their hearts: Alas, what is this Fang Da talent?

He held the eyebrow pencil obliquely in his hand, only occasionally glanced up at Master Li, and scribbled with a long pen on the hard yellow paper, although he seemed to be drawing the outline of Master Li, it was black, and he couldn't see anything.

Yingyue didn't know how to paint, she was a little anxious, and couldn't help but secretly step on Fang Hao's foot, and whispered in a low voice: "Hey, you don't know how to paint?" If not, let's think of a way, I'll go to Ximen Wenxuan to make trouble, and it's best to mess with his paintings. ”

Fang Hao shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, brother, I want that kid to lose." ”

"Cut," Yingyue glanced at him, and muttered, "It's just your hard mouth." ”

That being said, she still has a little inexplicable confidence in Fang Hao's words in her heart.

The speed of the two of them is very fast, and in the time of a cup of tea, Ximen Wenxuan has completed the initial hook of thick ink, and is re-hooking some details, and the light smile on the corner of Master Li's mouth jumped on the paper, and he won a voice of appreciation.

Fang Hao's side was silent, the people around him were all staring at him with wide eyes and taking a closer look, and no one made a sound, Ximen Wenxuan looked at it strangely, so he asked a retinue to go and investigate.

The little ghost's head squeezed in front of Fang Hao, and after looking at it for a while, his eyes widened, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

Ximen Wenxuan saw that the little guy was like this in the past, he was even more curious, and he coughed a few times, and the little guy was shocked to find that the master was calling him, so he hurriedly ran back and whispered: "Childe, what ...... That Fang Hao couldn't see what he was drawing, he saw that the paper was full of smoke and ink, and the small one really couldn't understand it. ”

Can't read it? If you don't understand it, Fang Hao has already completed the composition of Master Li's head and various parts of his body at this time, and is adjusting the ratio of light and dark and the shaping of light sensitivity and projection of the whole image, except for what he knows what he is doing in his own heart, everyone on the lookers probably thinks he is messing around.

"Haha, this son is done, teacher, girl, how about you take a look?" Ximen Wenxuan took the last stroke, blew dry the ink carefully, laughed and put down the pen in his hand, and the two little servants picked up the drawing paper and sent it to Master Li.

Master Li nodded with a smile, looking at the small white portrait of Ximen Wenxuan, and nodded secretly in his heart, although the character of Ximen Wenxuan is a little worse, but this painting still faintly reveals everyone's demeanor, and it is definitely a superior work.

"Although the lines of Ximen Gongzi's words are concise, the overall style of painting is round and beautiful, smooth and natural, although the little woman looks vulgar, but the eyebrows in the painting are full of meaning, it is really a superior work, the little woman admires, admires."

Ximen Wenxuan heard the praise of the beauty, and felt very proud in his heart, picked up his signature paper fan again, opened it with a hula, fanned it a few times leisurely, and said with a smile: "The master girl praises it falsely, this son is very honored, hahahaha." ”

He was proud, but the crowd of onlookers on Fang Hao's side was still silent, and no one spoke, but they all opened their mouths wide and made a sound of inhaling there.

"What's the matter? Fang Gongzi, don't you still admit defeat? Ximen Wenxuan shouted loudly at this side again. Ever since he got the report from the little guy, he has long been full of confidence.

"Alright, alright, let's draw." Fang Hao grinned, patted the cigarette ink on his hand and replied.

Boom, the crowd of onlookers suddenly burst into flames, and they all seemed to be very excited.

"It's amazing, Fang Gongzi is amazing." A voice suddenly shouted.

Everyone echoed: "Yes, yes, wonderful, wonderful, it's really a miracle that my generation has never seen." ”

"Alas, when I saw it today, the old man's paintings for decades were suddenly overshadowed, ashamed, ashamed."

"Yes, yes, Fang Gongzi, what kind of technique are you, you are so ingenious, you are really a god."

Ximen Wenxuan was dumbfounded, what's going on? Are all these people crazy?

Master Li was also quite surprised when he saw this scene, and walked over lightly and asked softly, "Master Fang's masterpiece has been completed, can you allow the little woman to watch it?" ”

Fang Hao hadn't answered yet, Yingyue, who had been worried for a long time and had already raised her eyebrows at this moment, shouted: "Siqin Yunzhu, hold up Fang Gongzi's painting and let the people present watch it together." ”

Siqin Yunzhu agreed in unison, and at the same time stretched out his hand to hold Fang Hao's painting high, and at this moment, all the people who couldn't squeeze in behind could see it clearly, and their faces all showed incredible expressions.

Master Li also screamed, hurriedly covered the cherry blossom mouth, and stood on the spot.

On the hard yellow paper, a beautiful woman sitting on a brocade stool smiled skillfully and vividly, and even the faint gloom between her eyebrows mixed with a look of forced joy was about to come out.

What's even more wonderful is that this painting is extremely layered, the clothes are fluttering, the hair is clearly recognizable, and the light and shade set off it, it doesn't look like a painting at all, but a small person sitting on the paper.

Wonderful, it is really a wonderful masterpiece, Master Li sighed from the bottom of his heart, and the expression in his eyes looked at Fang Hao more and more softly.

Fang Hao smiled and motioned to Si Qin and Yun Zhu to put down the painting, and laid it out on the table again, he picked up the remaining small section of the eyebrow pencil and wrote two lines of words on the side of the beautiful woman:

For the spring pet peach precursor,

I want to be proud of the snow and the bamboo is silent.

This is hard pen calligraphy, Fang Hao's brush is not good, but this hard pen calligraphy has been practiced for more than ten years, the Great Song Dynasty people only know how to write with a brush, how have they ever seen such a beautiful hard pen calligraphy, one by one is a strange light, cheers like thunder.

Master Li's eyes were moving, his pretty face was slightly red, and he threw himself to the ground in his heart for the five bodies that Fang Gongzi worshipped.

Ximen Wenxuan's face was pale, his lips trembled and he wanted to say something, but where could he say it, besides, no one listened to him even if he spoke now, and the big guys were all around Fang Hao.

At this moment, a loud voice came from a big teapot downstairs: "King Jing Chitose has arrived, King Jing has taken a step higher, please upstairs." ”

Except for Fang Hao, everyone understood, His Majesty Huizong's sixth prince, King Jing Zhao Qi arrived.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ximen Wenxuan's mouth, he also knew a secret that others didn't know, this King Jing Zhao Qi was the master behind the Chunmanlou Building, the largest Goolan Courtyard in Tokyo City.

His uncle is a person who this King Jing is trying his best to win over, so when King Jing learned that his Ximen Gongzi was interested in Master Li, he had already arranged it, and Master Li must belong to him on the first night, Ximen Gongzi.

Fang Hao, how many games can you win? Do you have the ability to compete with Lao Tzu for Master Li?