Everyone held their breath and raised their eyes to look at the stage.

Yang Ye was about to answer, when the wrench in his body suddenly moved, and a stream of heat flowed into his mind along the meridians.

It's like seeing the sun through the clouds, everything is chaotic, and suddenly it suddenly opens up.

"Your Majesty, please ask. ”

His eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of confidence.

"Good. ”

When the emperor heard his answer, he was slightly surprised in his heart, and there was a faint expectation in his eyes.

"Since the founding of our Xia Kingdom, we have advocated civil and military affairs, and martial artists and literary cultivators are equally important, and both are indispensable. Martial arts cultivators need to gather vitality and cultivate every day, and in addition, cultivators and some ordinary people also need another kind of vitality. Without vigor and passion, there will be no prosperity for the country. ”

The emperor raised his eyes, looked at the sun in the sky, bathed in golden brilliance, and said loudly: "Yang Ye, you will make a painting with the theme of vitality." I know that you have never touched the art of painting, and this time, I will give you time to conceive and create five incense sticks. ”

As soon as the emperor's words came out, everyone was stunned.

Since he knew that Yang Ye had never learned to paint, why did he have to let him create? Could it be that those two pieces of the world's strange murder song and loyalty to the country could not offset his sins?

Or did the emperor have ulterior motives and really wanted him to die?

But such a genius, even these people know the importance of the Xia Kingdom, and the first emperor will definitely not be confused.

What exactly does he want to do?

Everyone was puzzled, and Yang Ye was equally puzzled.

"The emperor has such an attitude, do you know that I can definitely do it?"

Yang Ye's eyes moved slightly, and he thought secretly in his heart.

"Your Majesty is doing this, you must have murderous intent towards that Yang Ye, and if you talk about it today, Yang Ye will not be able to get rid of this murderous charge. Even if he is lucky enough not to die, he will definitely be put in a prison cell, and when the time comes, he will ......"

Lei Ming knelt on the ground, secretly gloating in his heart.

He decided, Yang Ye's talent was so terrifying, he must not be allowed to continue to toss, and if he found an opportunity, he must act decisively, lest he regret it when he gets it.

"Daddy, what should I do? Yang Ye, he ......"

Tang Xinyu saw Yang Ye frowning and silent, and her heart suddenly became extremely heavy.

Tang Jingtian sighed inaudibly, and said: "Yu'er, Your Majesty is like this, there must be other intentions, even if Yang Ye can't do it, it doesn't matter, my father will naturally watch him die." ”

In the last row, the hunchbacked old man knelt on the ground, shrunk his head, buried deep in the ground, did not dare to raise it, and said in a low voice: "Yun Cong, why do I feel that we have been discovered?"

The young man also lowered his head tightly and said in a low voice: "Then it goes without saying, the discovery is certain, but with his temper, he will not pay attention to us." ”

"Oh, I'm relieved of that old man. ”

The hunchbacked old man's heart was relieved, and a trace of curiosity appeared on his face, and he said: "Tell me, he knows that kid can't draw, why don't you take the opportunity of the song of loyalty to the country just now to spare his life?

The young man was silent for a moment, raised his eyes and glanced at the young man on the performance stage, and said, "Teacher, you haven't noticed that he looks at Yang Ye differently, as if he knew each other a long time ago." He naturally has his reasons for doing this, even if he is really in a dilemma at that time, isn't there still us. ”

The old man was startled when he heard this, and his lips moved, but he did not say a word of persuasion after all.

"Yang Ye, the emperor has given you some more time to conceive, now, let's officially start. ”

The emperor stretched out his hand a little, and the five incense sticks formed a line, erected in mid-air, and began to burn.

Everyone on the field was breathless, nervously waiting.

Chen Shaofei personally took the paints and other items needed for painting, put them in front of Yang Ye, and then bowed down, ready to retreat.

But I heard Yang Ye suddenly say: "Teaching Chen, please take off this piece of drawing paper and replace it with a white cloth for me." ”

"Cloth?"

When Chen Shaofei heard this, he was stunned for a moment, thinking that his ears had heard it wrong.

Don't you want to paint? What does it mean to use cloth instead of paper?

When those spectators heard this, they were also puzzled, since the founding of the Xia Kingdom, he had never seen a painting with cloth, could it be that he knew that he would die, and was ready to graffiti at will?

The first emperor's eyes flashed, and he ordered: "Whatever he wants, give him what he wants, don't hesitate." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Chen Shaofei hurriedly agreed, but heard Yang Ye continue: "Trouble Teaching Chen, and get some walnut oil and a dagger for the students." ”

"Good. ”

Chen Shaofei muttered to himself in his heart, but he didn't dare to be verbose, turned around and quickly went to prepare.

In the void, the first incense, smoky, urging a tense suffocating time.

After a short time, Chen Shaofei walked quickly to the performance stage, changed the white cloth, and put everything in front of Yang Ye.

The crowd's eyes widened as they watched his next move.

However, Yang Ye didn't do anything, but stood in front of the white cloth and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was groaning and thinking.

"Hmph, what do you pretend to be, you can't draw it, just say it, and it's very unfathomable. ”

When Lei Kun saw this scene, he secretly despised in his heart, but his face was full of schadenfreude.

"Yang Ye has never learned to draw, and this time it was bad. ”

The old scholars of the Academy of Literature were all worried and anxious.

In the back row, in a remote corner, a girl in white sat quietly.

She held an emerald green jade flute in her hand, a pair of eyes, clear as water, slightly rippling, and those delicate and wonderful cheeks were as cold as frost, which made people feel cold.

She looked at Yang Ye, quietly, and didn't seem to have any emotions.

The audience was silent, staring at the teenager on the stage, waiting for his next performance, or give up the pen and admit defeat.

When the first incense burned to more than half, and everyone was waiting impatiently, Yang Ye suddenly opened his eyes.

He picked up the cup, poured the whole cup of walnut oil into several colors of paint, picked up the wolf's hair, stirred it quickly, and his eyes were burning with passion, excited and full of enthusiasm.

"This ...... Isn't this kid crazy? Why do you pour walnut oil into the paint?"

When everyone saw this scene, they were secretly surprised.

The first emperor was also stunned, his brows furrowed slightly, could it be that this kid has given up?

However, before they could react, they saw Yang Ye suddenly pick up the golden paint and splash it directly on the white cloth, and suddenly the whole white cloth was golden all over the place, and it was a mess.

"It's over, this kid is planning to break the jar and break it, even if he can't draw, he shouldn't be like this, it's just a deliberate insult to the emperor's IQ. ”

Everyone shook their heads again and again, sighing secretly in their hearts.

Yang Ye was unconscious, his eyes were shining, full of passion.

He dropped the wolf's hair, stretched out his palm, and wiped it directly on the white cloth, and in an instant, the entire white cloth was painted golden yellow, leaving no blank space.

The emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to speak, but he saw Yang Ye pick up the wolf's hair, dip it in golden paint, and quickly wave it on the yellow cloth a few times, and a slightly darker golden flower was born!

The flower brushstrokes are raised, the stamens are blooming, the enthusiasm is like fire, full of tension and explosiveness.

However, the whole cloth is a harsh yellow color, which looks extremely monotonous.

"It's like a sunflower, hehe, what a strange way to draw and skill. ”

There are celebrities who know how to paint, and when they saw the flower painted by Yang Ye, they immediately sneered, and their faces were full of mockery.

However, everything did not stop.

Yang Ye picked up the pen and continued to dip it in the golden yellow paint, and continued to paint another sunflower that bloomed enthusiastically and exaggeratedly.

In the crowd, there was a lot of chatter, and the laughter became even stronger.

......

"Don't wait at night, there's only two chapters.

The results are not good, and the update is not good, and the editor suddenly notified that it will be on the shelves next week.

Hey, I don't have a single chapter in reserve, please forgive me. 》