Chen Shiqiang stepped aside, and he was secretly relieved in his heart, the third one was so hard, and the fourth one was even more difficult at his own level, fortunately his inspiration exploded, and he came up with such a beautiful song, and he could get one point for his piano sound in his judgment, and the remaining fifty-nine points were songs. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I have loved dogs for 10,000 years, can the dog lover in it not be impressed by me?" He knows his piano level, that is, he is not level, a three-year-old child may play better than himself, but he can't bear his own love for dogs, hehe.

Xiao Yufeng looked at Lian Yuyi and asked, "How is your painting level?"

Lian Yuyi's face showed a look of pride, and he said confidently: "I'll come." ”

After speaking, she didn't say much, what the level is, you can know it as soon as you paint.

Her piano level is very high, this is what Xiao Yufeng knows, that song Feng Qiuhuang still remembers vividly, even if he plays such a piano song, he can't say that he can beat her.

Walking to the center, she placed a ten-meter-long canvas in front of her, and then carefully looked at the golden dog phantom in the air.

Its hair is bronzing, and there is a quiet and broad aura coming from its body, its expression looks calm, its eyes are looking straight ahead, and its deep eyes give people an unfathomable feeling, this dog seems to have come out of a painting.

Lian Yuyi's eyes scanned any part of the dog's body, not letting go of any detail, even the hair on its body she could know where the texture was, closed her eyes and began to play back the image of the dog in her mind.

At this time, the golden dog was constantly moving in its mind, either biting, barking, or closing its eyes to rest.

More and more images appeared in her mind, and the certainty on her face deepened.

Looking at the ever-changing aura of Lian Yuyi, Xiao Yufeng's eyes flashed a touch of amazement, how high his vision was, and the genius in the eyes of idlers seemed to him, but looking at Lian Yuyi at this time, he felt a little frightened, shocked by the talent of Lian Yuyi, although Lian Yuyi had not yet started painting, but he could already see a hint of it, and his talent was the top in the entire continent.

He shook his head slightly, it was a pity that such a talented person did not shine in the future.

Chen Shiqiang's eyes were full of solemnity, and the woman in front of him actually gave her an extremely dangerous feeling, this was a fierce opponent, his heart was pounding, and the corner of his eye looked at another young man, and a smile appeared on his face.

Interestingly, there are only a few people in the young generation of the entire Donghai County who can enter his eyes, but two people who can attract his attention suddenly appeared in front of him, and it seems that he will not be alone on the way forward.

The world is so big, why should I, Chen Shiqiang, worry about having no opponent!

Well, Lian Yuyi's eyes opened suddenly, and at this moment, her pupils seemed to have the image of a golden dog, holding a paintbrush in her hand, and began to draw without hesitation.

Without the slightest pause, in less than a minute, a golden dog appeared in the canvas.

"It's a dog that's running wild, so fast. Xiao Yufeng's heart froze, from the painting he saw a dog running freely like lightning, and even he could faintly hear the sound of the wind in the painting, which was due to the sound of wind pressure brought by the golden dog's wild run.

The golden dog's demeanor was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he could even see a few drops of golden sweat oozing from the golden dog's body in the painting.

Looking at the golden dog gradually appearing under her brush, there is a look of satisfaction in the eyes of Lian Yuyi, and every time she paints, she has a feeling that she is creating life.

Moving to the right, she began to paint again, this time with a set of moving paintings.

The spirit is not condensed in things, the pen goes with the heart, and soon she completed another painting.

This is a golden dog walking above the clouds, there are white clouds floating under its feet, the golden dog eyes look down, the golden dog in this scroll is like a god overlooking the world.

She continued to take two small steps to the right, and she continued to draw.

The golden dog sits on the grass, with its two front paws like human fingers, looking at the book reverently, and the dog is very quiet at the moment, just like a phantom in the air, giving people a sense of tranquility and broadness.

Papapapa, Xiao Yufeng and Chen Shiqiang both applauded vigorously, looking at such a painting, they admired Lian Yuyi's incomparably superb skills on the painting path.

Xiao Yufeng looked at the image of the golden dog with different expressions, and was a little amazed for a while, this is not the best painting he has ever seen, and it is not even in the forefront, but the shock that this painting brought to him is really not small.

The golden dogs seem to be alive, especially their eyes, which seem to be turning, giving the impression that they may come out of the painting at any moment.

From these three paintings, I seem to see the life of a dog, the first painting in which the dog runs freely, its eyes are firm and persistent, and it has been moving towards its dreams. ”

In the second painting, the golden dog has completed his dream through his own efforts and reached the peak of the dog's life. ”

"In the third painting, the golden dog has returned to calm, absorbing endless knowledge in the sea of books, its body has the light of human nature, and it is also full of divine power, and the golden dog has been sublimated to a higher realm at this moment, vast and boundless!"

Xiao Yufeng said eloquently, each painting will give its own thoughts and emotions, but the person who looks at the painting often has his own opinion.

Just like doing a question, ask: What thoughts does the author express in this article?

Chen Shiqiang looked at the ten-meter-long painting with some stunnedness, the horror in his eyes couldn't be concealed, he couldn't see the life of the so-called golden dog, but he knew the metamorphosis of practicing the feather coat.

Teacher, she turned out to be such a young painter, and she is also a scholar close to the painter of Taoism, don't you want to be like this!

Although this painting has not yet reached the level of creation of the spirit, it is already very close, and it is impossible for such a painting to be painted casually even by a Taoist scholar.

"Yufeng, would you like to give this painting a name?" Lian Yuyi's face also showed a look of satisfaction, this painting is her pinnacle work at this stage.

Xiao Yufeng nodded, came to the painting, he groaned slightly, and the figure of the golden dog in the three pictures automatically appeared in his mind: "The first picture is the running dog, the second picture is the peak dog, and the third picture is the broad dog, what kind of name can be used to perfectly express the content of the three pictures?"

He didn't want to give a random name to such a painting.