"It's coming, it's coming, it's feeling, I have a hunch, I'm going to create a famous painting today!"

Miao Mu splashed ink, his expression followed the artistic conception expressed in the painting, sometimes excited, sometimes hideous, as for the noisy discussion of the guests around him, he could not hear it for a long time, because he had entered the realm of forgetting things and me.

Then, a few spots of light pass in front of you.

"Haha, it's a wonderful pen!"

Miao Mu was overjoyed and was about to make persistent efforts, but when his eyes fell on the scroll, he was stunned, why didn't he color?

Wait, why did all this spot run away?

Almost subconsciously, Miao Mu's gaze followed the trajectory of these light spots, and then found that they landed on the rice paper in front of Sun Mo.

This guy who was not ashamed just now, the wolf hair in his hand at this time was shining brightly, flashing with brilliant brilliance.

"What?"

Miao Mu's body shook, and the wolf uncontrollably drew an ink mark on the scroll that should not appear.

For painting, this is a huge mistake, and it is basically impossible to have a wonderful brushstroke, but with Miao Mu's painting skills, it can be remedied, and at least a good work can be delivered.

But now, everything has become meaningless.

"Wonderful...... Brilliant strokes?"

Miao Mu's face was shocked, as if he had seen a beautiful woman who had fallen into the country and the city married an ugly beggar covered with abscesses, and he was also a bad old man who was too old.

How is this possible?

This is not a wonderful brush, it is impossible for a non-famous painter to reach the realm, even if there is a mine at home, it can't be bought, purely based on talent.

But this Sun Mo ......

How old is he? Twenty years old, he seems?

When Miao Mu thought of this, he immediately felt very angry and jealous, feeling that he had simply lived to a dog in the past thirty years.

"Miao Mu, calm down, you may have read it wrong!"

Miao Mu rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then he was desperate, that's right, the aura is lingering, and the colors on the rice paper are gorgeous, which is a wonderful brush!

"Failure!"

"Failure!"

"Failure!"

Completely out of instinct, Miao Mu began to curse Sun Mo in his heart for failure, and as for his own paintings, he could no longer continue because his heart was disturbed.

In half an hour, Sun Mo put away his pen, and the famous painting took shape.

A galloping horse appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The entire Linjiang Hall was silent, and everyone couldn't help but take a few steps forward, standing on tiptoe, stretching their necks to look.

"Master Miao, do you want to continue painting?"

Qi Muen asked.

According to the convention, if you fight paintings, you can only start comparing paintings when both sides have completed the painting scroll, or when the specified time comes, but now in this situation, the Miao curtain has obviously collapsed.

"Draw...... Draw!"

Miao Mu recovered from the shock and wanted to continue painting, but his mind was in a mess, and the brewing emotions had long since disappeared.

Why is that?

It's obviously a banquet where I'm famous, why was it taken away by a layman?

"Master Miao, if you can't draw it, don't force it!"

Zheng Qingfang persuaded.

"Master Miao, do you want to go down and rest for a while?"

Qi Muen gave Miao Mu a step down.

You are very famous, and you call yourself the No. 1 painter in Jinling, but in the fighting painting, Sun Mo made a famous painting, and you won the first prize?

The only thing that can beat the famous paintings is the famous paintings!

If you are interested, go down quickly, don't delay everyone's appreciation.

"I ...... I ......"

Miao Mu's forehead, oozing a bucket-sized bead of sweat, since he painted his first famous painting three years ago, no matter where he went, he was treated as a master, and he had never been so embarrassed.

Miao Mu really wanted to leave, but his self-esteem as a famous painter made him stay, because he couldn't run away without a fight.

"I'm okay, let's enjoy the painting!"

Miao Mu took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and calmly accepted failure, which was also an experience.

"Come on, show the painting!"

Zheng Qingfang waved his hand arrogantly, and immediately two tall maids stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, pinching the rice paper with their white hands, and showing the scroll to the guests.

Wow!

The audience suddenly resounded with exclamations.

On the rice paper, the grass is boundless, and the endless crazy growth seems to extend to the horizon, and under the clear blue sky, the clouds are rolling up.

There was a herd of horses, lazily resting by the lake.

But there were seven ponies who were galloping and chasing the clouds in the sky.

Their horse's hooves raise dirt and trample grass, and their manes and tails flutter in the wind like flags!

The content of this famous painting is not complicated, but the overall composition is heroic and atmospheric, making people feel as if they are in the vast prairie at once, and the world is integrated, and then the horse gallops, the smooth muscle lines, simply intoxicating, just a rough glance, you can appreciate the beauty of the power contained in it.

After the amazement, the guests fell silent and took a closer look at the galloping horse.

This is the power of famous paintings, even if you don't understand it, you can feel the charm of it.

"A masterpiece, what a masterpiece, just by looking at it, I feel full of strength in my heart, and I want to run like those horses!"

Fang Taishou was amazed.

"Sun Mo is still a famous painter?"

Cao Xian was shocked and looked at Yue Rongbo beside him.

"I just found out!"

Yue Rongbo looked at Sun Mo curiously, boy, you are hiding so deeply! And your talent, is it like a river flowing endlessly?

Bite!

From Yue Rongbo +100 friendship and friendliness (836/1000).

"I said earlier, the teacher is the best!"

Lu Zhiruo looked calm: "Okay, okay, don't be surprised, this is just a basic operation, just applaud!"

Win Baiwu has never doubted this.

Goo!

Li Ziqi looked at the galloping horse and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, compared to the papaya girl who blindly worships Sun Mo and the head iron girl who doesn't know how to draw, the little purse knows how difficult it is to reach the realm of wonderful brushstrokes!

And the teacher, it's easy to get it!

My good boy, teacher, you are God's favorite cub, right?

......

Gu Xiuxun looked at the famous painting, suddenly turned her head, and looked at An Xinhui, she had always admired An Xinhui, but now, she suddenly hated her a little, and even had a little jealousy.

Why can you get such a good fiancé?

"I suddenly felt that I might not be worthy of him anymore!"

An Anhui applauded and sighed.

Gu Xiuxun was startled, and quickly lowered her head, "No...... No, Sister Xinhui is also very good!"

......

"Lord Li, how is it?"

Zheng Qingfang stroked his beard, turned his head and asked with a smile.

Li Zixing's expression was gloomy, and he vomited blood depressedly, what could he say?

"Good, good!"

This is a famous painting, even if Li Zixing is a noble royal family, he is not qualified to evaluate it.

"Haha, what's so good?"

Zheng Qingfang asked.

"Why don't you die?"

Li Zixing glared at Zheng Qingfang, and after scolding in his heart, his tone was hard: "I'm sorry, I'm just a shallow learner, I can't see it!"

Li Zixing has also received a royal education, and he can see the merits of this famous painting, but let him boast about the murderer of his son, which is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Master Miao, since Wang Ye Li doesn't understand, then you are a famous painter, you can always see it, right?"

Zheng Qingfang turned the muzzle of the gun.

"This painting shows the enthusiasm and sharpness of a young man!"

Miao Mu opened his mouth, very embarrassed. casually perfunctory.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Master Sun, oh, it should be called Master Sun, after all, he painted a famous painting, and he deserves the title of master. Zheng Qingfang smiled and looked around at the guests: "Then is he qualified to evaluate other people's paintings just now?"

"Of course, there is!"

Fang Taishou nodded.

The guests who felt that Sun Mo was making a big statement just now were a little embarrassed at this time, because when a famous painter evaluates a painting, even if the author of the painting is present, it cannot be said that people are not qualified.

Then they looked at Miao Mu and remembered that he had just said that Sun Mo was a layman and didn't know how to draw, and as a result, he himself was hanged and beaten......

This...... What a humiliation that makes you want to die!

But having said that, this Sun Mo is too good, right? Can you break records, be the chief, and paint famous paintings?

What else can't you do?

"Master Sun, how long do you practice painting on weekdays?"

Qi Muen was curious.

"I haven't practiced much, I just draw casually in my spare time!"

Sun Mo stubbornly explained, he has been too busy recently, and he originally planned to draw some small movie characters to entertain himself, but he didn't have time.

Wow!

The guests exclaimed, this is the so-called genius, right?

Fang Wuji had been drinking and didn't pay attention to these things at all, but Liu Mubai saw it, and to be honest, he was a little jealous.

After all, no one dislikes the skills they have mastered.

"Calm! Calm! Painting skills are small paths!"

Liu Mubai comforted himself.

"Teacher, famous painters are destined to have no future!"

Han Zisheng whispered comfortingly: "Your goal is to become a saint and educate all people!"

"Sycophants!"

Although Liu Mubai scolded again, but in his heart, he liked this personal disciple more, you Sun Mo have Xuanyuan Po and Win Baiwu, I am not bad, Han Zisheng is alone, and you have six personal inheritances.

"Master Sun, this famous painting, I don't know if you can cut love?"

Fang Taishou rubbed his hands, a little expectant.

"Fang Lun, you're wrong, I just said that Master Sun's painting has already been booked. ”

Zheng Qingfang hurriedly spoke.

If Sun Mo refuses, it may annoy Fang Lun, so he still fights by himself, and he will definitely not miss this kind of famous painting.

"Okay, you old man Zheng, you are really scheming, you are really shameless"

Fang Taishou scolded, of course, this is a joke between friends.

Li Zixing's original intention was to suppress Sun Mo, but after the fight ended, he became famous, how can this work? He glanced at Miao Mu, this guy was hit, and it was impossible to count on him, so Li Zixing looked at Ni Jingting.

At the critical moment, it still depends on you!

"Ahem!"

Ni Jingting coughed vigorously twice.

The surrounding discussion immediately subsided, and the guests also looked over, Ni Jingting is a three-star famous teacher, which is his due respect.

"Master Sun, painting skills are a small way, my generation of famous teachers, we still have to take teaching and educating people as the foundation!"

Ni Jingting lessons.

"Haha!"

Li Zixing was secretly happy, so he asked you if you were angry?

If you have a low star rating, you will give me obedient training? Otherwise, you dare to refute it? That hat that disrespects your predecessors will be put on your head, and when the time comes, the seniors in the famous teacher world will definitely see you unhappy.

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