The voices at the beginning were all women.

In the back, the sound is getting louder and louder.

More and more neat, everyone stood up excitedly.

The boys below also began to join in the shouting.

The shouting outside made Du Xinghai, who had just closed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, my face was full of doubts: "What's the matter?" ”

This phenomenon seems to only happen when he plays.

But I'm still in the background.

So who is standing on the stage now?

Could it be that he is also at the level of a big man?

But when I was invited, the school had already made it clear.

The entertainment industry is known only for inviting yourself.

"Go see what's going on?"

Seeing Du Xinghai's doubts, Leng Chengan said to a staff member next to him.

Soon the staff came back: "Brother An, it's a guy named Qin Mo, and the people below have been shouting that he is a male god, and he is painting on the spot!" ”

"Male god!"

I heard the audience outside call the people on stage like that.

Leng Chengan glanced at Du Xinghai beside him and said, "Now anyone dares to call themselves male gods, not even my Xinghai!" ”

"Did you come in from behind, sitting there before?"

Du Xinghai pointed to a location not far away.

"Yes."

"Then it's no wonder!"

"Let's go over and have a look."

After Du Xinghai finished speaking, he got up and put down the earbuds.

"Xinghai, there are a lot of people over there, and besides, there is still an hour before you appear."

Leng Chengan glanced at it, and there were people gathered on both sides of the stage.

The shouts of the audience just now attracted everyone backstage.

"It's okay, go over and have a look."

"Everyone give up a place, it's Du Juxing who is here."

The sharp-eyed person immediately asked his companion to give up some places.

"Thank you!"

"Who is this person, why haven't I seen it before?"

Du Xinghai grunted to himself.

Someone next to him immediately responded.

"I heard that you are in the same class as Du Juxing?"

"I'm in the same class!"

Looking at the man on the stage, he seemed to be above him.

Du Xinghai just couldn't remember who this person was.

Even the name is unfamiliar.

At this time, the audience outside has reached a climax.

The shouts came one after the other.

A hint of discoloration flashed in Du Xinghai's eyes.

A table is placed in the center of the stage.

The pen and ink have been placed on it in advance.

At this time, Qin Mo raised his hand and put it down again.

The audience in the audience was very cooperative, and the shouting just now stopped in time.

But there are still whispers below.

"I didn't expect the school to be so powerful this time, and actually invited the male god over."

"It's true, otherwise we don't know that the male god will be our senior brother, and if we say it like this, it will have more face."

Among the talking students, one of the girls blushed slightly.

looked at Qin Mo on the stage.

muttered to himself: "It turns out that he is also deep, don't let him know about the previous things, or he will be embarrassed." ”

Ding Yiyue hurriedly moved back a little, as if she was afraid of being seen by Qin Mo.

Qin Mo, who had just stepped onto the stage, was frightened by the junior brothers and sisters below.

"When did you become so famous, and you were called a male god by your younger brothers and sisters."

Qin Mo, who had experienced a big scene, just froze for a while.

Just let the audience stop shouting.

Look at the familiar faces below.

Qin Mo said with a touch: "I didn't expect that I would return to my alma mater in this capacity." ”

"I was very frightened when I was invited this time, and I won't say much about it because of the limited time!"

He picked up the brush on the table.

At this moment, the momentum on his body changed.

The closest row to the stage are school leaders and other people invited.

The moment Qin Mo came to power, he saw his age.

There is an opinion: "Nie Zhenghao, this is what you invited?" ”

"Teacher, believe me, you can't be wrong!"

Nie Zhenghao looked at the expression on Zhao Wenhan's face and replied very affirmatively.

"I hope you're right, or you're going to be yellow about staying in school."

Zhao Wenhan felt that he was responsible for this matter.

Why don't you look at the person first, and then let him appear.

It was not easy for his disciples to win a place to stay in the school.

If it's really yellow because of this incident, it's really not worth it.

As he pondered, he was awakened by the sound of a shout behind him.

"What's going on?"

It's not just Zhao Wenhan who has this idea, after seeing Qin Mo before.

People who have contempt in their hearts can't help but think of this thought.

As Qin Mo stopped shouting from the audience, the moment he picked up the brush.

Zhao Wenhan felt that there was a play.

This show may take the most time tonight.

A painting normally takes half an hour.

This time, the time given to Qin Mo was only fifteen minutes.

The people in the audience who knew the goods began to get nervous, for fear that Qin Mo would not be able to complete it.

That's the male god in their minds.

"Let's just draw this!"

Lift the pen and think for less than ten seconds.

Qin Mo moved.

In the eyes of the people around him, Qin Mo's movements at this time were rough with a hint of tenderness.

The audience in the audience, even if they don't know how to draw.

At this moment, even the breathing slowed down.

I was afraid that I would affect Qin Mo on the stage.

After a minute, it was clear what was being drawn on the rice paper.

Five minutes later, the model was already on the painting.

It's an animal painting, but we'll have to wait a while to find out what it's dating.

Ten minutes, the frame of the whole painting is almost complete.

The rest is to work slowly.

However, at this time, Qin Mo's speed did not slow down at all.

It takes at least half an hour for someone else to complete the final step.

Now it's only five minutes until the end.

"If you have a good painting, you will be ruined!"

"On this occasion, how can it be suitable for painting like this, my heart is still too anxious!"

"Zhenghao, it's hard for the master to help you!"

Zhao Wenhan went from being suspicious at the beginning to constantly being surprised later.

Ten minutes of surprises continued.

When I reacted, I realized that this was a performance, and there was a time limit.

Even when he came on stage, he had to finish the painting in five minutes.

It's an impossible task, let alone a young man.

The slightest mistake would have ruined the painting.

"Look!"

Those who knew this truth no longer looked at Qin Mo on the stage.

Started to discuss the next program.

The scene was silent for a few minutes, and an exclamation from the side interrupted their discussion.

"What! That's impossible! ”

Everyone looked at the time, and there were still two minutes.

Qin Mo on the stage was still busy, and he didn't stop at all.

No wonder he slowed down just three minutes.

Or just make a show.

But when they looked at Qin Mo's pen again.

The whole painting is almost nearing completion.

At this time, if you want to find a mistake from above, you can't find it at all.

That is, in the last two minutes.

No!

It was in the last minute that the painting was completed.

Because now only the signature remains!

"Oh my God!"

"He really did it in such a short period of time..."