For such childish behavior, she has always ignored it, and at this time, after the Confucian student has put away his picture of the country, she will display her paintings.

The viewers, and even Yuan Junfeng, all gasped.

What appears on this painting is clearly the second Yuan Junfeng, who looks like a real person no matter how far away he is.

"This, it's hex!"

Soon someone exclaimed, they had never seen such a picture before, and in shock, they attributed such a picture scroll to witchcraft.

One person said this, and soon others followed, and the scene once gave Xue Rou a headache.

In fact, this is just her use of modern realistic painting methods to draw lines, which is different from the abstract painting style of this era, the style is different, but it is more real and beautiful than what they paint.

"Keep your dog's eyes open and see, what kind of demonic art is this, if I use demonic magic, he can still stand in place? If you don't understand it, don't drag others into the water, so as not to lower your IQ as well. ”

Xue Rou spoke forcefully, sarcastically, and the rest of the Confucian scholars also subconsciously stayed away from him when they heard this, as if they had never shouted that this was a demonic technique, the Confucian was full of shame, and it was not to stand where he was, nor to stay, and he was eager to find a hole to get into.

"If it's not witchcraft, it's not witchcraft? Even if someone can paint this kind of painting, it must not be a rural village woman like you, who comes out to deceive with things that are not her own, and is not ashamed to be exposed by others, but is justified and arrogant, you have such a big face. ”

In the final analysis, I just can't look down on Xue Rou's peasant background.

As soon as these words came out, Qunru found another point to blame, and the one who split his head and covered his face was a stealer.

Seeing this, Yuan Junfeng wanted to step forward to stop him, but before he could make any moves, Xue Rou suddenly pulled out a pen and paper, asked the store on the side to borrow a table, and actually went down directly to start painting.

said that she used other people's paintings to pretend to be herself, Xue Rou laughed in her heart, at this time she really felt that the pedantic thinking of this era, she didn't say anything about the things she had never seen before, and she was still thinking of ways to accuse others after being refuted.

But it's really a group of scholars who have been educated by famous families, and they don't know what to do except have a mouth.

This time they made a lot of noise, and many people in the market came to watch, seeing Xue Rou walking straight to the side without saying a word, some people also followed curiously, which was even more shocking.

I saw the flow of the pen, and everywhere I reached was a landscape.

In a short time, an ink painting was completed in Xue Rou's hands.

"Seeing is believing, I must have taught you that the gentleman also said this truth, now what I have in my hand is what I made in front of everyone, and there is no half falsehood, because of the lack of materials, I can only temporarily complete such an ink painting, I don't know what else you have to say?"

Xue Rou stood in front of everyone again with her own painting, confidently unfolded, and unexpectedly heard a voice of admiration, but these Confucian scholars in front of him were ashamed and couldn't raise their heads.

"I didn't expect my fiancée to be able to make such a stunning painting, but you deliberately hid it from me, and didn't want to let me know before marriage, so as not to miss the surprise." This move made Yuan Junfeng also amazed, looking at this thin and small person, Yuan Junfeng couldn't help but joke.

The latter naturally understood the meaning of these words, and secretly rolled his eyes at him in a corner that everyone couldn't see, and surprised him? That doesn't exist, she doesn't even want to get married, if it weren't for the fact that he is here to relieve her, she wouldn't have participated in this muddy water.

"The girl's painting is ashamed of herself and loses in the next."

This Confucian student still has a bit of a gentleman's spirit, and if he loses, he loses, but he doesn't twist and pinch it, he admits it directly, and bows to her after speaking, and then returns to the Confucian students.

"It's just that I can draw a few strokes, what's so strange, after all, it's still something that can't be put on the table, but I didn't know that General Yuan's standard had become so low." Bai Yuanhe raised his eyebrows, and lingered on Xue Rou's face with bad intentions, "If you like to be able to paint, there are so many painters in the palace, why should General Yuan find a village woman who is a horse and a flat river." ”

After saying that, even though it caused a burst of laughter behind him.

A flat river? Say her?

Not to mention her fiancé, but even to her!

This is really unbearable for uncles, and even more unbearable for aunts.

At that moment, he stabbed back mercilessly: "It turns out that the so-called Great Confucian can only chew the root of his tongue a few times, and when he listens to what he says, I'm afraid he won't be able to get on the stage, your status is precious, so take care of your mouth first." ”

These words caused a burst of whispers from the onlookers, but they were uniformly biased towards Xue Rou's side, which made Bai Yuanhe unable to express a breath of anger in his heart, so he had to hold it in his heart and glared angrily in the direction of Xue Rou.

"It's just that you can move a few strokes, do you dare to try your chess skills with me, see that you are a woman, and it is inconvenient for you to lose too ugly, and let you be five