[！！！ Ahead, stop and speak, what is the ring? ]

[Ahhhh

[Speaking of which, I'm curious about this rose ring, but I'd rather see the Queen's sand sculpture.] ]

[Hahaha, is there finally someone who thinks the queen is a bit of a sand sculpture like me?] Hahaha, it's really too powerful, different from others. ]

The barrage was taken away again, and Qi Qi discussed the commotion of this Luo Shishi.

First, plucking chicken feathers, and then coming up with a topic, asking people to shave other people's hair, which makes people cry bitterly.

Until now, even if it is crushed, it still makes the little brother almost doubt life, hahaha, it's really miserable.

Maybe everyone has a psychological shadow, silently give him some wax.

It's hard work to be their queen's opponent, hahaha...

[Speaking of which, something suddenly comes to mind.] ]

[As I said earlier, the queen is about to start the question.] ]

[I remembered that after Wang Mo Xiaomisan was stepped on by the big guy, he saw it from other live broadcast rooms and was sent to the hospital. ]

[So?] ]

[So?] ]

[So do you remember the title from the last game?] Now the person is gone, that is...]

[In other words, our queen's little clever ghost has won steadily, hahaha...]

[Hey, it's really, the big guy is a god assist, these two combinations are amazing, they don't give people a way to live at all, I like hahaha...]

Luo Shishi didn't know that her queen fans had all become hahaha now, a whole bunch of huskies.

Spread out the paper with a paperweight, and the pen in your hand, fall on it.

The judges didn't go down, and Zhu Feng didn't leave, everyone moved away and watched one after another.

The indulgent pen and ink like flowing water, the casual writing, as if there is no need to think or carve at all, it will take shape naturally.

In three minutes, a freehand landscape painting jumped on the paper.

A bottle of ink and a brush allowed her to paint three colors.

Light black, gray, ink.

There are clear hierarchies.

From far to near, between mountains, between mountains and water, and between water.

There are also the birds flying in the sky, and the fish jumping in the water.

Inadvertently, it's like being alive.

A group of judges were stunned by this painting, not that they had never seen a good one, on the contrary, they had seen many excellent ones.

But that's all precipitated.

So they couldn't believe it.

The person in front of him, how old is he, how can he have such a heart.

In calligraphy and painting, the most important thing is the mind and understanding, especially painting.

No matter how talented you are, if you don't have the matching mental understanding, you will only become a wound.

Master Luo put down his pen and shook his head not very satisfied: "I haven't painted for too long, and I'm rusty." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several pairs of eyes brushed over.

Luo Shishi: ???

"What, what's wrong?" Seeing the judges staring at him faintly, the teacher was a little confused.

Professor Du looked at the paintings on the table, and then at Master Luo, but he really couldn't see where this strangeness was.

Other people are the same, so skilled is called rusty, I'm afraid it won't make them embarrassed.

Zhu Feng was more direct, "You haven't painted for a long time." ”

Jin Yanzhi also looked at the person who seemed to be encircled in his arms, and wanted to know the answer.

His little work is really good, always makes you think this is the most amazing time, and tells you that she actually has more amazing.

Master Luo tilted his head and thought about it seriously, "It's like, three, four, five, or six years..."