Master Jiang's tone was full of anticipation.

His appearance surprised everyone, and when he said this, everyone reacted differently.

Most people were waiting to see Xia Li's joke.

The school leaders were afraid that Xia Li would make a fool of himself in public and ruin the reputation of the attached high school.

Xia Jiayi was very anxious, afraid that Xia Li would not be able to draw it, and others would say that Xia Li was not.

Xia Nuan was very nervous.

An Yue hoped that Xia Li would paint quickly.

……

Xia Li frowned, looked at these people, and sighed in his heart.

"Well, well, since you all say so, then I'll draw a picture."

As she spoke, she grabbed the brush in front of the bookcase, and then asked someone to remove the painting drawn by An Yueyue first.

"Ah Li...... Forget it......" Xia Jiayi is still afraid that Xia Li will make a fool of himself.

Xia Li ignored him, so he went to adjust the ink.

"What is good to draw?" She thought for a moment.

"Let's just paint the one that Xia Nuan said was lost." Xia Li said lazily, his tone was careless, and his hand was lazy and lazy.

But what she said made people feel that she was not ashamed to speak.

What is wrong with her painting, the one that Xia Nuan lost when she painted it?

Even if she really has a foundation in painting, painting something else may not be so obvious, and the difficulty of choosing is so high, isn't it obvious that people are laughing?

And now that Xia Nuan's painting is so widely circulated, everyone is looking at it, she is not afraid that others will directly compare it when she paints it?

It's a shame.

"Ah Li, or ......"

"Uncle, don't disturb her." An Yue interrupted Xia Jiayi.

Xia Jiayi smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to speak.

Xia Li adjusted the ink, took a deep breath, and began to write.

She draws smoothly and moves quickly.

Many people were waiting to see her jokes, and there were some whispers.

Gradually, the voice slowly decreased, Xia Li only painted for more than a minute, and the auditorium was silent, only the sound of her brush scratching the paper.

Someone took a mobile phone to shoot the live broadcast, and the comments on the Internet exploded, but in the auditorium, no one dared to speak out.

Xia Li's lines are smooth and powerful, and her layout is delicate and spiritual......

The painting that Xia Nuan lost, she seemed to have copied it, completely repainted, and even, in terms of color, it was much better than the one that Xia Nuan lost.

She said before that the color of the painting that Xia Nuan lost was not good, and some people said that she was ignorant, that she was talking nonsense, that she was jealous of Xia Nuan, so she deliberately slandered ......

Now, when she saw the picture she had drawn, she only felt that she was right, and those who laughed at her felt that their faces were beaten.

After painting a painting, Xia Li put the pen on the pen and clapped his hands lazily, only to realize that the scene was very quiet.

"Why don't you speak?" She stretched, lazy.

"......" also said that no one spoke.

"I'm done painting, so Xia Nuan, do you still think I need to steal your painting?" Xia Li chuckled and looked at Xia Nuan.

Xia Nuan's body shrank, and there was no blood on his face.

"No, no, no!" An Yue shouted, "Look! I've said it all! Ah Li's level is above Xia Nuan, I can paint such a picture! It's all because of what Ah Li taught me! ”

An Yue was very proud, and her face was full of happiness.

Master Jiang looked at the painting, stretched out his hand, trembled his fingers and wanted to touch it, but finally withdrew his hand, he didn't dare to touch it, but the emotions in his eyes became more and more complicated, and his body trembled slightly.

Jiang Yue's gaze stayed on Xia Li's painting for a long time, and then raised his eyes to look at Xia Li, the complexity in his eyes was no less than that of Master Jiang.

"Xia Nuan." Xia Li looked at Xia Nuan again.