But if you think about it carefully, Senior Brother Yuan's words are a bit intriguing.

Painted me so handsome.

In these words, is it true that Senior Brother Yuan thinks that this monk surnamed Qian helped him paint is not real enough and not close enough to life?

Wrong.

Where would people dislike their portraits for being too handsome.

It must be that there is something wrong with some understanding of myself and others.

Could it be the other way around?

Handful...... I...... Draw...... Too handsome...... Finish......

Carefully dismantling the words to interpret, a new understanding suddenly appeared!

Depend on!

So that's it!

Doesn't "too handsome" mean that I am not handsome enough?

That's right, that's it!

It's also Ha, after all, people are the first day of the sect, the appearance is upside down, thousands of girls are popular, and there are unfathomable cultivation there, such a gorgeous person, don't you have to be harsh on your own portrait requirements, after all, it is sure to be famous in the annals of history, become a legend, and definitely show the best side to the world!

Think about it this way.

Kindness.

Perfectly matched.

In this way, if I look at that painting again, tsk, it is really a little not detailed enough, and the painting is not so full of divine essence, and it is extraordinary!

It's simply that in terms of the shaping of the temperament of this character, there is a lack of ethereal and mysterious, handsome side leakage, not so eye-catching, handsome is a bit too popular, and it doesn't show that it is different!

After thinking about this, the onlookers didn't think that Yuan Xiaofeng was picking a bone in the egg, and the exclamation that was about to be made was also strangled in the cradle.

More than a thousand pairs of eyes stared at Yuan Xiaofeng and the monk surnamed Qian, and began to look forward to what unexpected scenes would happen next.

People figured it out, but the monk surnamed Qian couldn't figure it out. In terms of painting skills, his ancestors were painters for three generations, and his second uncle, whose skills were even more extreme, was directly regarded as a guest by the lord of Zhao State, and was directly enshrined as a royal painter in the court.

He has been holding a pen every day since he was three years old, until he was ten years old, and then he was asked by his father to paint every day, and he also had to be guided by the family inheritance technique.

This is confidence, this is personal self-confidence!

If not, how could he be willing to make such a good deal of real money public, isn't it fragrant for him to make a fortune in a muffled voice? Although he was really a little too busy to move his steps by the crowd, more than that, he wanted to leave an impression in front of Yuan Xiaofeng!

Craftsmen with two brushes are naturally a bit temperamental.

As for the Danqing ink painting he had just made, he didn't dare to say how amazing it was, but he also recorded seven or eight tenths of Yuan Xiaofeng's essence in it.

I thought that this time, with Yuan Xiaofeng's Tianjiao's vision, he would definitely know the goods, so that he could make a good splash in front of people, and then sit back and wait for the spirit stone to arrive, but he never thought that such an ending would come!

"Senior Brother Yuan...... I'm not in trouble with my ears, are you...... Say...... Think I'm too handsome to draw you? ”

Looking at Yuan Xiaofeng at this moment, he began to wonder if there was something wrong with his hearing, and the feeling of doubting life spread all over his body.

Speaking from the heart.

This portrait is really impeccably painted.

Rao is Yuan Xiaofeng was already ready to pick a thorn in his heart, but he was still stunned for a few seconds, so that he could find an extremely difficult and far-fetched excuse.

If it was in normal times, he would definitely hold Qian Cheng's hand excitedly and say to him, Tiezi, your painting skills are really cowhide plas.

But now, no.

You must know that you are here to arouse the dissatisfaction of others, and find someone to complain to the head of the house, since this is the case, if you don't say something with a bad conscience and don't behave like a dog, how can you make others unhappy?

Facing these incomprehensible and aggrieved eyes, he especially wanted to say, brother, I wronged you, but he couldn't.

Based on this psychology, in the end, he was slightly entangled in his heart for a second or two, and in order for someone to impeach and report himself, he had to force his guilt and speak.

"yes, it's true that I was too handsome......"

"It's impossible, Senior Brother Yuan, my painting is really painted according to your mold, if you say that you look ugly, I respect the facts and paint you well, it's not right for me. But, you're more handsome than that, this ...... How can I make you ugly!

My Qian family has been a wonderful hand for generations, and painting pays attention to the unity of nature and man, and can draw nine points without bias, you ...... It really makes me feel helpless......"

Qian Cheng tried his best to suppress and hide his emotions, but he couldn't help but feel a little excited, only to see that his eyes were wide open, and there was a little bit of unwillingness to compromise in his tone.

Alas.

I also know that I am handsome, and you can't distort it if you respect the facts, but I'm sorry, for the sake of my freedom, this time, you can only be wronged.

I sighed lightly.

Yuan Xiaofeng then showed a rather melancholy mood.

"Yuan is self-aware, on my skin and appearance, in this sect, I am indeed the number one person, but I am really not as handsome as you painted.

Brother Qian, I know that you are close to me on the surface, but secretly, you often over-beautify me because of my reputation as a celestial pride.

If we can't guard the Pure Land of our hearts and adhere to the bottom line of honesty, it is absolutely impossible to realize the Supreme Dao Dharma, do you understand? ”

But I really don't have a brain to make up.

You look like this, is it possible that I really draw a mouthful (diao three sounds) on your face, and you are willing?

Qian Cheng was even more angry.

"Senior Brother Yuan, as a painter, I have a bottom line that I need to stick to, but, you look like this, please forgive me for really not being able to paint you ugly ......"

This time, he said it almost through gritted teeth.

Kindness.

This kid is on the road.

It seems that under the temptation of my death-madness, he has begun to get angry.

With a little joy in his heart, Yuan Xiaofeng spoke more seriously.

"Brother Qian, you can change it a little more, if you are so handsome, but it really doesn't look like me anymore, just change it a little ugliness, just a little bit."

"I'm sorry, the ink has been finalized, and Qian can't go against his conscience to scandalize the object of my painting."

"Is there really no way?"

Yuan Xiaofeng swallowed his saliva and endured a hot snort.

"Nope!"

Qian Cheng cut the railway, leaving no chance to back down in his words.

"Okay, since this is the case, then Yuan can only not let Brother Qian exchange this painting for spirit stones. Brother Qian, please return this painting to me......"

Yuan Xiaofeng suddenly took a step forward, and there was a feigned anger on his face!

"Why? I just painted with your consent, why do you want to pick a bone in the egg after I have worked so hard to paint?

Even if you're a celestial pride, you can't go back on your word, right? ”

Qian Cheng finally refused to give in anymore, hugged the scroll into his arms, gritted his teeth too much, and the blue tendons on his forehead squirmed greatly, looking at it from a distance, it was like some power to break through the skin, which looked quite hideous!

"Good! I'm Tianjiao, do you know that I'm still Tianjiao?

The head of the sect is about to promote me to a disciple of the inner door, and once you enter the inner door, you must follow what I say, this is the etiquette and the rules!

This painting is your refusal to abide by the facts first, not that Yuan has to deliberately embarrass him, and now, please return the scroll quickly, if not, don't blame Yuan for not being emotional! ”

The sword eyebrows were upside down, Yuan Xiaofeng exclaimed in his heart, you kid is finally on the road, and he shook his sleeves fiercely, and there was a rare iron-blooded posture on his face that could not find a single flaw!