"You let go, I don't know why you want to drink with you, disciple!"

The woman tried to shake it off, but the man's strength was far superior to the woman's, and he firmly clamped on and refused to let go, and he ate her tonight.

Yo! Opportunity to send to the door, not in vain.

If the prey wants to run away, if she dares to speak, he dares to roar even louder, saying that she is his daughter-in-law, and see how she justifies her name, and what a man says is called weight. The man had already calculated, and just as he was proud, a fan flew into the air and knocked off his salty pig's trotters with a "snap".

The ......man was in pain and had to let go, and the prey took the opportunity to break free and flee to the side. The man's gaze fell on Wu Hanqing's head in the roundabout direction of the fan. Due to the large number of people, it is not appropriate to speak too publicly: "What do you mean by this, Your Excellency? ”

The annoyed eyes glared fiercely, and the man just turned the swarthy and respectful appearance of his mouse-eyed monkey cheeks, and his appearance was enough to spoil the scenery, and there was a big hairy black mole next to his nose to add another piece of obscenity.

Wu Hanqing took a breath slowly, "I don't mean anything else, I just want to send you a poem." "When I went down the mountain, I appreciated the beauty all the way and finally recovered, and suddenly I sank again.

"This son is handsome and chic, you can listen to it."

Wu Hanqing forcibly endured a trace of discomfort in her abdomen, and kept smiling politely: "Today's stroll in the poetry building, the ugly men's clothes are cool, vomiting, vomiting, and the appearance is very shocking." ”

"Hahahahaha......" The whole hall laughed, and even Yun Zhiyi, who paid great attention to recuperation, couldn't help but chuckle. It's embarrassing to say that he is handsome and chic, I really don't know where he got his confidence, this poem is too apt! ”

"You ......" The rat-eyed man was extremely male, and he couldn't find the words to scold back for a while, and gritted his teeth with hatred: "Stinky boy, I want to compete with you!" ”

"Okay, let's use your proudest painting to compete, and the question is up to you." Wu Hanqing specially pointed to the direction of "Reading Literature and Painting" with a folding fan, so that the other party could see his paintings first.

The rat-eyed man had to be shocked at a glance, the level of those paintings was not inferior to him, but he would never admit defeat easily, what is landscape painting, what he really does is the beauty picture, there are very few people who can surpass him in this area, and win steadily.

"Time is a stick of incense, and each draws a picture of a beauty. Win, you have to kowtow to me and apologize! The rat-eyed man held his head high, as if he had won.

"What if you lose?"

"I'm not going to lose."

Wu Hanqing smiled lightly: "Don't talk too much." What if you lost and gave all your possessions to the twenty-three women you had abused? ”

The crowd was in an uproar, what did this mean?

The blood in the rat-eyed man's body tumbled, as if a huge wave was high above his head, he had always done things neatly and cleanly, no one could know, the person in front of him was obviously the first time he saw it, how could he know? After a blink of an eye, he immediately calmed down, maybe he was dragged by a blind cat to the dead mouse.

"If I lose, I'll be fined three bowls of wine." The rat-eyed man's tone was obviously a little softer when he spoke, I don't know if he was really a thief, or if he looked at the other party's posture and felt less confident.

"Deal."

Hearing that a good show was being staged, the beautiful woman who was lazy in the private room upstairs also came to her senses, and walked to the cloister and leaned on the pillar to observe the situation downstairs. When Meimu looked forward to the slender handsome shadow, she couldn't help but pause: Is it him? Long time no see.

The competition begins.

The rat-eyed man is the most proficient in drawing beautiful women in all his paintings, and at the beginning of the competition, he lifted the pen to outline the outline of the beauty, and he was familiar with the brushwork. On the other hand, he didn't start writing for a long time, stood in front of the table, closed his eyes and fell into contemplation.

Disciples upstairs, look at me, I'll look at you, don't you understand, is it possible that Uncle Dancer wants to admit defeat?

Seeing this, others also thought that the rat-eyed Xiucai was famous for his excellent painting skills, and attracted countless young girls under the name of it, and thought that it was rare to meet outsiders to suppress his arrogance, but they were all wrong and just bluffed.

At this moment, Fu Lian and Ye Rongyan had a heart, and they couldn't help but dance in their hearts that the fox spirit who robbed the man dug his own grave, and the worse he lost, the better. When the time comes, she will lose face and see what she will do to seduce men.

After waiting for nearly a cup of tea, the audience in the entire building was about to lose patience, but Helan Hongyan had a trace of expectation for her, the common problem of the Phantom Clan, their evaluation of beauties is not low!

The beauty of the rat-eyed man has been formed and delicate, and at this time, there are probably few people who have a glimmer of hope for her except for Lang Qi, Yao Binyan and his party. And the dance that had been thinking for a long time finally lived up to their expectations and lifted the paintbrush, during which time she was just trying to capture the charm of the person in her dreams.

On the brushwork, the sophistication of the dance is not inferior to the rat-eyed man, the color behind is more daring, the gesture of painting and holding the pen is also out of shape, and the thickness of the pen has been constantly replaced.

Mars burns out the last bit of incense, and it's time!

The two of them put away their pens at the same time, and the portrait was just finished with a pinch.

The rat-eyed man is extremely self-confident and takes the lead in showing his dancing fairy in front of others. The nine-day fairy dances among the clouds, the colorful auspicious clouds are dazzling and ethereal, an epiphany is held in the palm, the fairy is flying in the sky, and the eyebrows are lowered, and a pair of beautiful eyes reveal a trace of reluctance to love mortal dust, expressive and sentimental.

A pair of dancing fairies shocked the four, Ji Weicheng stood on the side and was also amazed, he didn't want to admit it but had to accept the fact that his skills were not as good as others, at least in the current field, his level was like a child learning to paint, and he couldn't take it wow!

"The fairy is smart and graceful, and the painting is so beautiful!"

"That fairy's eyebrows and eyes seem to be alive, probably the Nine Heavens Xuannu is really mortal, it's just like that!" Someone praised.

The words of admiration fell on the ears of the Xianmen disciples on the second floor, and they only felt funny, although the rat-eyed man painted well, but the two outstanding ones were definitely a hundred times more beautiful than the paintings. What's more, there is a ready-made one in front of her, if she restores women's clothes.

"This man's painting has improved a lot, and it seems that no one can surpass him."

The audience praised and sighed, and the fragile self-esteem was sad.

It's okay, anyway, it's not the first time I've been hit, and I'm used to being sad a few more times, and someone quickly recovered, remembering that there was still a person standing next to the rat-eyed man!

Wu Hanqing also generously showed his beauty picture. If everyone thought that the dancing fairy was amazing, then now it was thunder, and her round eyes almost burst.

The beauty in the painting is indeed extremely beautiful, but are you sure he is not wrong? The man in the painting turned out to be—it was a man!

In the painting, the man sits upright and plays the piano with his hands, his long purple hair fluttering in the wind, a pair of glass-colored pupils as bright as a galaxy, and jasmine blossoms, bright and full of business, beautiful and elegant.

After a while, open your eyes and take a closer look, the beautiful man in the painting is not playing the seven-string guqin with his fingertips, but the thirteen-string zheng!

"This painting is bright but not vulgar, simple but not monotonous, the outline lines are rigid and soft, and there is no stiffness in the frustration, which shows the masculine beauty of men very well. Wonderful, wonderful! The appreciator turned around and praised.

"Although the person in the painting is a man, his beauty is not inferior to that of a woman, especially his indifferent and hustle and bustle eyes, which are too charming!"

"The wonderful pen gives birth to a beauty, and the son himself is also handsome, and the two are put together, but it is another scenery."

"Wait, when you say that, why do I suddenly think that the beauty in the painting resembles the other son next to him?"

As soon as he mentioned it, many eyes shifted to Helan Hongyan, "There are indeed two points of charm, but the appearance is far from the same, one is the posture of heaven and man, and the other is the state of mortal, after all, it is not the same." ”

Helan Hongyan is handsome and elegant, but everyone here is mortal, and he only knows that the two are very different, but he doesn't know that what Wu Hanqing painted is the original appearance that he covered up with a spell.

Don't say that the two mortals who are not blind, the children of the fairy sect watching the play on the second floor also recognize it really, and the similarity between the two is not only two or three points, at least half.

The rat-eyed man was not deaf, and when he heard everyone's remarks about the cold feelings, he was far better than himself, and his initial success was now shaky.

'Ridiculous!' 'Beauty' has always referred to women in general, and you draw a man with the intention of mischievous, isn't it! "If the rat-eyed man doesn't make a sound to stop it, he's going to lose.

"Joke! The competition only talks about painting beauties, when did you say that you don't paint women and not men? "The dance is full of confidence, and the aura is not inferior to anyone.

A mouse-eyed man. Misstep, let people take advantage of the loophole!

"Which of the laws of heaven and earth stipulates that the word 'beauty' can only be used on women, not men?"

Everyone is speechless, and I really haven't heard of it.

"Again, what law in the human world explicitly states that 'beauty' can only be used to describe women, and not to describe men?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and there really wasn't this.

"So, try to break out of the stereotype."

"You, you, you, you are strong!"

"Why, if you can dream of fairies, then I can't meet celestials in my dreams? What's more, who said that there are only female fairies and no male fairies in the sky? ”

Hua Zhen gave his good righteous sister a proud thumbs up in his heart: This is a good offense!

Seeing a certain girl swearing to crush the posture of the rat-eyed man, a ray of joy swept through her heart, and Helan Hongyan's good-looking lips floated with a light smile: Forgetful girl!

There is no need to bother to talk about the cold dance, the victory or defeat is obvious, and the eyes of the masses are bright.

The rat-eyed man was completely compared to others today, and his black face retreated to the side. A mouthful of white people has not yet soothed a little, and a charming shadow stepped on an elegant lotus step into everyone's sight.

The woman is slender and bright, elegant but slightly lazy, and her steps are impartial and fixed in front of the beautiful picture of the fairy, looking at it as if she is appreciating some rare treasure.

Beautiful eyes, I saw pity, and whispered: "This painting is extremely beautiful, the slave family is very happy, is the son willing to give it to me?" ”

The round eyes of the rat-eyed man are almost bursting, what does this mean, the beauty picture that has always been proud of it has to end up in the end of no one's attention?

The bright woman's move undoubtedly made up for the rat-eyed man's heart.

Wu Hanqing took one last look at his painting and said indifferently: "Why not?" The girl can look at it, but take it. ”

The beautiful voice stopped it: "Wait! ”