Qiao Le looked at Yun Jingyue, with unspeakable pity in his eyes. This kind of mentally retarded look is not commonly used by her.

But if you have to use this intellectual retardation, you can't do without it, right?

Seeing that the clouds were shocking and the moon flicked his sleeves, he opened his mouth to refute. Qiao Le didn't plan to give him a chance to talk nonsense.

Qiao Le: "Everyone, since Miss Mu San has explained her painting, then I will also explain it to you, my painting." ”

Pointing to his lotus picking picture, Qiao Le said loudly:

"As the so-called lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, the hibiscus is open to both sides of the face, and my lotus picking picture depicts a scene of the daily life of the people. Picking lotus brushes the water, and the sun sets. Admittedly, it is idyllic, but it is not wild. ”

Speaking of this, Qiao Le looked at Yun Jingyue and the eyes of those who also had such thoughts, and they were a little colder.

"You say that the Snow Lotus Diagram is the feelings of the family and the country, and it is tragic and proud, and I admit that 100,000 soldiers shed blood on the battlefield just to defend Tianzhao and resist foreign enemies. But I also want to ask, what is behind such stubbornness? ”

Yes, what is it?

Qiao Le's question choked a lot of people.

Yun Jingyue: "This guard is naturally a great mountain and river, and the country is social." ”

He wanted to see what the woman could say.

"Yes, a noble person like Prince Jingyue can only see the country and society. But what is a country, the front is the country, and the back is the home. The country is the country of the people, and it is composed of small families. What is the king's house guarding? What are the 100,000 soldiers guarding? It is the dawn of the people, and it is the countless people of Tianzhao after Beiguan. Instead, it's the imaginary Jiangshan Sheji! ”

As soon as Qiao Le's words came out, Fang Cai's questioning voice was silenced in an instant.

Not only those officials, but even Chu Qin and Qiao Xuan, and even Jun Yan all looked surprised.

Not to mention, the clouds below are terrifying.

"What is the dawn, what I paint, is the dawn. The sun rises and the sun sets. Simple life, simple happiness, no deceit, only peace and joy. They are the majority of the people in the country, and they are the symbols of national peace and security, and social prosperity. It is also the soldier who came out of such a family one by one, what he really has to protect. So, do you think it's idyllic? ”

Qiao Le's voice was calm, but every word was heartfelt.

At least at this moment, Yun Jingyue was already pale and speechless.

Looking down at him, Qiao Le hooked his lips and sneered.

Bar, right?

Come on, I am a top keyboard warrior in the 21st century, with nine years of compulsory education, familiar with the core values of socialism, memorized 300 Tang poems, read millions of words of chicken soup for the soul, and written countless 800-word essays, and I'm afraid you won't make it!

You say that the things I paint have no artistic conception, then even if I make it up, I have to make it up for you.

Mr. Lu Xun has said countless famous sayings, but half of them are made up by everyone.

All kinds of understandings, countless poetic interpretations, what's the point of making up a little nonsense?

You will be stunned by the moon, but I Qiao Le will not?

As the so-called asking for a hammer, since you have begged for it, then if I don't shut you up today, I Qiao Le will not believe Qiao!

In fact, Yun Jingyue did shut himself up.

He was thinking about what to do, how he was going to answer Qiao Le's rebuttal.

However, just as he was concentrating, a teacup suddenly fell, and by chance, it fell at his feet.

The tea splashed everywhere, and even if he immediately dodged back, he was still embarrassed by the suddenness of the incident.

"I'm sorry, my master has slipped his hand."