There was a low mutter, and the person who was pointed at didn't hear it. Fortunately, Zheng Miaobi repeated it next to him, and the man squeezed out of the crowd in fear and stood in front of them.

Meng Susheng's gaze didn't linger on this person's face for long. Glancing at him, he raised the small wooden stick again and pointed to the back of the other side: "Over there, come out." ”

The painter was at the back of the crowd, and for a moment he was pointing in a somewhat restless direction. A few people came out one after another, and Meng Susheng was very determined, and only let the person he selected at the beginning stay in place.

I don't know if it's good or bad, the artists who were selected and the artists in the crowd gasped. Meng Susheng was still indifferent, and the direction of the small wooden stick turned to the other side leisurely.

"You...... Also out. ”

“…… And, you. ”

After ordering a few more people in a row, Bai Hao glanced at the eldest brother beside him worriedly, not knowing what would happen.

Bai Yikao was also very nervous. Although I don't know what will happen to the chosen person, I am inexplicably more and more nervous. His hands secretly clenched the robe draped over his body, and the veins on the back of his hands were dark blue.

Not only him, but other artists feel the same way. The voices of the people in Mengsu stopped, and the room was filled with the tight gasps of the painters.

Meng Susheng was not in a hurry. He seemed a little unsure of the next finger, and spun around, his gaze brushing over everyone's faces.

And when his gaze touched Bai Yikao, there was a slight tremor in an instant.

"And finally...... You. ”

His voice remained unwavering. And this last finger is the point of Bai Yikao.

Bai Yikao was still immersed in nervousness, and he didn't react immediately. Seeing that the eldest brother was unmoved, Bai Hao hurriedly shook his arm: "Big brother, come over quickly!" ”

Bai Yikao reacted at this time, and while responding, he walked out of the crowd and stood with the few people he had called out earlier.

The muscles on Meng Susheng's face were even more relaxed, like a collapsed piece of old tofu. He put away the wooden stick and stone, and faced Zheng Miaobi: "It's them...... You just let them advance. ”

As soon as these words came out, the hall was full of surprises.

The crowd immediately exploded and began to discuss, and the voice drowned out Meng Susheng's slow speech. Bai Artemisia jumped up happily holding Dongfang Shiming's arm, sincerely happy for her eldest brother.

But it is clear that such an option is not convincing. Zheng Miaobi and Meng Susheng talked a few words, obviously Meng Susheng was no longer interested, turned around and squeezed into the crowd alone, and quickly went out.

Standing at the front, there are a total of five painters. Lin Ziying just now was also in the meantime, and while they were happy, they would inevitably have the worry of "winning without force".

The noisy crowd was chattering, Zheng Miaobi waited for a while, and saw that there was still no sign of subsidence, so she had to raise her voice and force them all to be quiet. After shouting a few times, people gradually fell silent, but there were still unconvincing voices in the air, and the whispers were permeated.

"Alright, alright." Zheng Miaobi looked at the painters in front of him and tried his best to calm down, "Mr. Painter is also gone, and our selection has to continue." Although Mr. Painter said so, I think we still have to give everyone an equal chance. I'll look at your paintings, so don't worry. ”

"You're welcome." Dongfang Shiming touched his chin and whispered.

In this way, the painters lost their temper. Zheng Miaobi saw that everyone had stabilized their emotions, and then said to everyone: "But this time Mr. Painter made a move, there must be a reason for him." In this way, the five of you will show the paintings first, I will look at them first, and then take you as the standard, and if others want to compete, they will take their own paintings, and if they don't want to compete, they don't need to show them. ”

This method is not to be offended, and it also accelerates the progress. Painters, you look at me, I look at you, there was silence for a moment, and no one gave any more opinions.

"So, you all admit it, right?" Zheng Miaobi confirmed again.

The painters agreed. Since there are no objections, the selection can be carried out in an orderly manner.

"Mr. Zheng, it's really not bad." Dongfang Shiming smiled unintentionally. Then he looked out the door again, and there was no trace of the painter.

He knew he had to make sure that he couldn't continue watching it here. So he whispered to Bai Hao, "You wait here, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back soon." ”

Bai Hao was still focused on the eldest brother just now, and when she heard Dongfang Shiming say this, she was a little entangled: "Huh...... I'll go with you, too. ”

Dongfang Shiming just patted her on the head. Turning to squeeze through the crowd, he ran quickly towards the snowy courtyard outside.

The heat of the crowd quickly peeled away from them. Dongfang Shiming looked around as he ran, trying to keep the footsteps of the painter.

The snow was falling lightly outside. Dongfang Shiming walked quickly through the courtyard, and found no trace of the painter around, so he hurriedly ran to the door, but still did not see his whereabouts.

The two guards guarding the gate had met him just now, and now they saw the "uncle" running out alone and hurrying, just in time for them to be courteous.

Dongfang Shiming also noticed the two just now. He hurriedly went over and asked, "Excuse me, did you see an old man leaving from here just now?" ”

When the two of them heard this, they were a little confused. After looking at each other for a moment, they shook their heads together: "No." We've been here all the time, and no one has gone out just now. ”

Dongfang Shiming thought about it for a while, and asked again: "Then, does the Bai family have any other outlets?" ”

The two are familiar with this: "Yes. This is the southeast gate of Baijiafu, and there is a northeast gate, in that direction. ”

As he spoke, one of them pointed to him. Dongfang Shiming looked over and nodded in thanks.

There are still exclamations from the building over there, which can be heard when Dongfang Shiming runs over. Maybe the painters are showing their abilities, but it's a pity that he doesn't have time to pay attention to such an elegant scene.

Shuttling through unfamiliar corridors and terraces, in addition to snow, there are a variety of luxurious houses and rockery pines and cypresses around.

Dongfang Shiming exhaled hot air, and the white flowers condensed in front of his eyes. However, there are no similar people on the road, so the painting maniac has already gone far? Could it be that he also has a ...... of divine magic?

While running and thinking, Dongfang Shiming gradually felt a sense of weakness from his heart. If you don't see the painting maniac this time, if you want to confirm it next time, I'm afraid I don't know when I have to wait for it.

And at the moment of thinking like this, when Dongfang Shiming ran over a rockery, the corner of his eye suddenly raised his attention.

Coming to a quick stop, he gasped and turned his head to look slowly.

I didn't seem to be wrong just now. In front of the rockery, there was a figure standing still...... It's the painting of crazy dreams!