The whole person's face was full of light-

She was still sure she would win.

In this whole apocalypse, who can compare to her painting skills? It is precisely because of this that she took the initiative to propose a talent competition, because she could not lose at all!

Turning her head, Feng Qingwan looked at Feng Chuge, with a hint of mockery in her eyes......

The time they agreed to paint was the time for a stick of incense.

When Feng Qingwan finished the painting, the incense burned half of it.

She sat on the side, waiting for Feng Chuge, watching the pillar of incense slowly burn out, and the disdain in her eyes became even worse.

That stick of incense finally burned to the end, but Feng Chuge hadn't finished painting yet, Feng Qingwan's face was a little proud, she stood up, and wanted to say, "It's time." ”

Unexpectedly, at the moment when she spoke, that is, when the last bit of incense ash fell, Feng Chuge put down her pen......

"I'm done ...... drawing"

The incense ash just landed, and the time was pinched very accurately, not much in one second, and a lot in one second!

Feng Qingwan's eyes darkened, she originally wanted to take this opportunity to ridicule her, but what did she expect......

But......

Feng Qingwan's brows furrowed slightly.

Why, I feel that something is wrong, Feng Chuge's time is so accurate......

There was a sudden feeling of horror in her heart, but it was only for a moment, Feng Qingwan shook her head and drove out that strange emotion.

"What did the fourth sister draw?" Feng Qingwan stepped forward and smiled very enthusiastically.

"It's not as good as your sister, you are the first talented woman of the apocalypse. Take a look at yours first. ”

Obviously, for other people's compliments, Feng Qingwan likes and uses them very much.

She stepped forward and spread out her painting—

When the painting was displayed in front of several people, Helian Jinyu's eyes flashed with admiration.

Feng Qingwan's talent, naturally there is no need to say much, the chrysanthemum in front of her, the painting is vivid, and the details show everyone's charm.

Looking at Feng Qingwan's eyes, Helian Jinyu had more praise, and the worry in her heart slowly dissipated. You must know that Feng Qingwan was amazing with this level back then!

Seeing Helian Jinyu's admiration, Feng Qingwan pursed her lips and hid the joy in her eyes.

"Sister, what about you?" Feng Qingwan asked.

Feng Chuge stood up and took the painting-

When they looked at the black and white painting, everyone was stunned.

It was a black and white painting, except for black and white, there was no superfluous color, but that painting was too realistic. On the huge drawing paper, a man leaning on the side is drawn, from head to toe, just a few simple brushstrokes, but it is extremely expressive!

And that man is the emperor of the dust!

Looking at the painting, Emperor Juechen's eyes were horrified. He never thought that his lady would draw him!

Emperor Juechen stood up, stepped forward step by step, and approached Feng Chuge-

"The lady drew me?"

"Well, you're a little bit of hue here, so you sacrificed-"

Hearing that Ren Zimo, Helian Jinyu and Helian Zixuan heard the sound, they were all stunned.

It's just that Emperor Juechen is a little bit of a hue, which means that they are all ugly?

How can it be?! Although they are not as shocking as Emperor Juechen, they are all beautiful young men! !

Emperor Jiechen raised the corners of his lips, leaned down slightly, and approached Feng Chuge, "I like it very much, give it to me when the time comes——"

"Wait...... It's still early. Feng Chuge glanced at Emperor Juechen twice, and then looked at Feng Qingwan, who was stunned not far away, and the corners of his lips hooked up a trace of extremely weird arc-