Chapter 11: Large-scale Face Slapping Scene (Part II)
In the time when Chen Muyue was amazed, Xiao Zhantian had already finished painting three or four people!
Xiao Zhantian, who was blindfolded, was so fast that it was really incomprehensible, how he did it!
"Hurry up, hurry up and draw, what are you doing in a daze?" The head of the Chen family cried anxiously and reminded his daughter.
Chen Muyue desperately began to catch up, Xiao Zhantian's progress!
And Xiao Zhantian kept painting, one, two, ten, thirty, fifty!
More and more people, more than 100 people's shapes, postures, details, lifelike!
A portrait that looks like a real one is reborn on paper!
Seven minutes!
It only took seven minutes!
Xiao Zhantian took off his blindfold, smiled faintly, and looked at Chen Muyue with a confused expression.
And Chen Muyue has only painted so far, less than three people!
How big of a gap is that?
Chen Muyue was about to cry!
The other girls also showed extremely shocked expressions.
In their opinion, this is not the speed of humans at all, and I am afraid that machines will not be able to catch up!
"This can't be!" Chen Muyue didn't know how she lost so badly, and couldn't help shouting.
"Hehe, don't you realize it yet?"
Xiao Zhantian sneered, "You think I'm a soldier, most of them are martial artists with developed limbs, simple minds, and no artistic cells, right?"
"No...... No!" After Chen Muyue was recognized, she still refused to admit it.
"Hehe, then why do you want to compete with me on what piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? This is originally what you want to compete with other girls, you want to stand out, you want to come out on top, but as a result, you don't even have a chance to compete!"
Xiao Zhantian seemed to have seen through all of Chen Muyue's thoughts, "So, you think that as long as you use the agitation method, you can force me to end and compete with you." And I'm a soldier, so I probably can't draw at all, and I'm going to lose to you, so you can still come out on top, right?"
I have to say that Xiao Zhantian is too sharp, as if he has mind reading skills.
Chen Muyue opened her mouth wide in shock, and couldn't close her mouth for a long time.
"It's a pity, you think too highly of yourself? Do you really think that I deliberately ridicule you and look down on you? No, you are wrong, I was not born to be a king, I have today's achievements, all of them are achieved by my own efforts, I let everyone prostrate at my feet, surrender to me, respect me, rely on personality charm and strength against the sky!"
Xiao Zhantian said, "I won't look down on anyone, but everyone can only look up to me! This is the reason why I can stand here today and choose you, not you choose me!"
"Because, none of you qualify!"
Not eligible?
Everyone, only look up to me?
When she heard this, Chen Muyue's heart was shattered into slag!
What a confident and arrogant statement!
But what a cruel truth!
Xiao Zhantian stood there, like a giant in the sky, making people feel like they wanted to kneel down.
This is the posture of the god of war!
"Silly!"
Li Chenglin laughed, "Not to mention more than a hundred people, even if it is a thousand, ten thousand, or even more people, our Lord of the Military God can easily draw it!"
"Let me tell you in no uncertain terms, as long as our military god flies over the island once in a reconnaissance plane, he will be able to record in detail the characteristics of the whole island! He can draw any contour reference, where there are depressions, where there are mountains, where there are rivers, where there are ambush points, and where there are ambushes, he can draw them in a few minutes!"
"Do you think the god of war came about? There are hundreds of mercenary armies of all sizes around the world, tens of millions of mercenaries, but there is only one god of war, do you understand the greatness of this?"
Li Chenglin sneered at everyone and kept criticizing, "You don't want to think about it, is it a military battlefield of tens of thousands of square meters, the details are complicated, or is it a portrait of more than 100 people, the details are complicated? Just such a few portraits, can it still be difficult to get our military god? You are a little flower in a greenhouse, it is really ridiculous and naïve!"
Bang Bang Bang!
Chen Muyue only felt that her face was beaten by someone, and it hurt a lot!
The other girls were also ashamed and embarrassed, and they always felt ashamed to be thrown into their grandmother's house.
Only now did they roughly understand!
It's definitely not that Xiao Zhantian looks down on them, it's really because they can't do it themselves!
Not qualified, unworthy, incomprehensible, incomparable, this is the reality!
"Who else? Who else wants to compete with me, I won't bully you, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc., all talent competitions, you have to compete a few times, and you can be tricky as much as you want!"
Xiao Zhantian put his hands behind his back and looked indifferently at the dozens of rich daughters.
At this time, the eldest ladies felt that they could no longer raise their heads.
What could it be better than?
What Xiao Zhantian is capable of, they don't know, if they continue to compare like this, they will only lose more miserably, and they will only be more helpless!
Just because of his ability to paint, people have already beaten Chen Muyue, it can be said that Xiao Zhantian's level, looking at the world, I am afraid that no one can compare.
In other aspects, maybe Xiao Zhantian is even more terrifying?
The god of war is really a god, and fools who look down on God will be punished!
"Is it gone? Then don't be like a child, don't admit defeat, you can't afford to lose, okay?"
Xiao Zhantian waved his hand lightly, signaling everyone to disband.
Swish!
Suddenly, a pencil came towards Xiao Zhantian's front door.
Xiao Zhantian stretched out two fingers and easily clamped them.
"Xiao Zhantian, let me tell you clearly, I will definitely sleep with you, you must be mine!"
It's Chen Muyue!
Chen Muyue opened her teeth and claws, with a hideous face, like a little kid who lost a fight and had a hard mouth.
Xiao Zhantian was stunned at that time, and then couldn't help laughing.
This Chen Muyue is a bit interesting, such a big gap, she is not discouraged at all.
"What are you laughing at? I Chen Muyue said that I want to sleep with you, and I will definitely sleep with you!"
"Yes, all over the world, I want to sleep with my princess, there are not a hundred, but also eighty, how old do you think?"
Xiao Zhantian smiled faintly, turned around and left, and Chen Muyue shouted angrily behind him.
"You wait for me, sleep at night, be careful that the windows of your house are not closed, I climb the windows is first-class!"
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The capital, the Xiao family.
There is a proverb in Huaxia that is called, if you don't enter Yanjing, you don't know the Xiao family!
The so-called Yanjing is the ancient name of the capital.
If you don't enter Yanjing, you don't know the Xiao family.
This sentence really means that even if you have heard of the Xiao family, no matter how awesome you are, if you don't experience it yourself, if you don't go to the capital, feel it well, it is impossible to understand how terrifying the Xiao family is!
Among the three major ancient martial arts families in China, the Xiao family ranks second!
The people of the Xiao family, whether they are in the military department or otherwise, can become the mainstay wherever they need to support the scene by force!
Even if it is a small slave of the Xiao family, as long as he walks out of the Xiao family, he is the overlord of the place!
Xiao Zhengnan, who is in charge of security in the Xiao family, is the younger brother of the contemporary head of the family.
"Third uncle, catch two mercenaries who are operating in the capital and peeping on our information!"
"What about people?"
"Dead, the other party is extremely strong, a total of eight people, three were injured, all ran away, and two dead were caught!"
"It's not a small amount of courage, where did the mercenaries dare to attack our Xiao family's idea?