Everyone was intoxicated with the artistic conception in the painting, but they couldn't understand the meaning of the painting.

"It's a good painting!" Wei Gong sighed lightly, and the few young people behind him no longer despised him.

Several young people are scholars, so they can naturally see the quality of a painting. This painting is written like a dream. The artistic conception is full of novelty, although I don't know what it is. But they all know that the little boy who is mainly on the light boat, his dream is what he wants.

When the onlookers heard Wei Gong say that this painting was a good painting, their eyes suddenly lit up.

Of course, some people don't know how to paint, but since Wei Gong said that it is good, it is an excellent painting.

Who is Wei Gongnai, when he is the prince of the dynasty, the head of the literati. The credibility of what he said is naturally extremely high. also understood that Su Mo was indeed not a demon just now.

"It's so beautiful!" Others sighed softly.

"It's unthinkable, I just misunderstood this person."

The businessman on the side had bright eyes and immediately wanted to buy this painting. The paintings praised by Wei Gong must be of high value. But he didn't dare to bid indiscriminately, he just had money, but he really didn't know how to draw.

"What do you call a little friend?" Wei Gong withdrew his gaze from the painting and looked at Su Mo, who was painting. But I have some doubts in my heart, is this painting really made by this person? The pen is old, not like a teenager can do. He didn't know that Su Mo was a person who had lived for two lifetimes, and in his previous life, it was an ancient country that had experienced five thousand years of precipitation of culture, and Su Mo was just standing on the shoulders of giants to copy.

Su Mo hugged his fists: "The surname is Su Mingmo, the word Jingyan, Jiangnan people's name." ”

"Jing Yan, your painting is lifelike and the artistic conception is complete." Wei Gong sighed lightly: "It's just a pity ......"

Pity?

When everyone heard this, their ears pricked up!

Su Mo bowed and said, "I would like to hear Gong Wei's advice!" ”

"It's a pity that the inscription is missing," Wei Gong continued, "if you can mention a poem that is equivalent to it, it will be more reflective of the painting." ”

This is a test or a temptation...... Su Mo knew it in his heart.

Several young people behind Duke Wei also had smiles on their faces. They didn't believe that this painting was written by Su Mo, but to raise suspicions for no reason was to fall behind, making people feel narrow-minded and jealous of others. But at this moment, if Wei Gong came up with this, others would not say anything.

Since it is your painting, what is the problem with you inscribed it?

"It's just ......," Wei Gongyou hesitated, "if the poem mentioned is not worthy of this painting, it will destroy it!" ”

He genuinely liked the painting, and the questions he asked were only from the heart. Although he also suspected that the painting was not written by Su Mo, he did not want Su Mo to ruin the painting with inscribed inscriptions.

Su Mo sighed: "It's a painting in a dream, how can the poems match?" ”

"If Brother Tai has no words to match, I am willing to write a poem for this. It's just that if it's not written well, I hope you will forgive me! The young man behind Wei Gong who had just spoken spoke at this time, with a smile on his face.

Some of the onlookers present, a few shrewd people understood what was going on at once, and put on a look of watching a play and eating melons.

Su Mo's eyes froze, and his gaze looked over a little coldly.

This person was noisy, obviously not taking Su Mo in his eyes. He proposed to inscribe Su Mo's paintings, and if the poems were good, the reputation would naturally be his. If it's not good, it ruins the painting. Both results were unfavorable to Su Mo, and no matter what, Su Mo no longer sold well for this painting.

The most important thing is that Su Mo felt very unhappy. This person despises Su Mo, it doesn't matter to Su Mo, everyone has their own life, and you can't let others pay attention to you.

It's just that it's obviously Su Mo's painting, but this person said: 'If the writing is not good, I hope you will forgive me.' Instead of asking Su Mo to forgive, it was full of provocation.

Su Mo could clearly feel that this person seemed to be targeting him...... This person is deep in the ice, right?

This person is the person Wei Gong just drank just now, and it seems to be called Liu Feng.

......

The red-clothed Gu Yu came to the outside of the ship, and when she was wondering what the painting the dean asked her to buy, she saw a group of people surrounding Su Mo.

This kid can also draw?

After a glance at Su Mo's unfolded picture scroll from a distance, he knew which painting the dean asked him to buy!

can play the flute, can draw, and is handsome...... It's just a pity that it's an ordinary person... Otherwise, how good it would be to cheat back to the academy!

It's as if you've been targeted...... Gu Yu glanced at Liu Feng, who was speaking at Su Mo, and pursed his lips...... There is a knife hidden in the smile, and he is not good......

Gu Yu has always felt that he is very accurate in seeing people...... Or the soybeans are better-looking.

Oh, Xiao Suzi is Su Mo...... She had just heard Su Mo introduce herself, a temporary nickname.

After all... I'll have to buy paintings from him later, so I'll be my own for the time being.

......

Liu Feng was with Duke Wei, but he was so rude at the moment...... Su Mo couldn't help but look at Duke Wei.

Wei Gong looked down at the painting, as if he hadn't heard......

Our master and servant came all the way to the capital to take the test, and by the way, they deceived ...... Make some money, but some people want to intervene sideways, cutting off people's financial routes like killing their parents, and uncles can't bear it...... Su Mo shook his head and smiled, as if he was mocking others and laughing at himself.

Sure enough, it's a world like shit......

Liu Feng saw Su Mo shaking his head and laughing, his expression was cold, and his face was not good.

"There is no word to mention, but since it is what Wei Gong said, I should mention the word myself! It's ruined... That's ruined! Su Mo raised his head and laughed: "Who has pen and ink?" ”

Gu Yu, who was quietly watching the play on the side, suddenly saw a sense of pride from Su Mo, Su Mo at this moment was not like a scholar, but more like a swordsman.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at her big brother with adoration on her face.

"There's it in the ship!" A gentle voice came, and everyone turned their heads to look, and Luo Yin stepped out of the ship building in a cloud-white embroidered skirt.

"Luo Yin... Roselle is out. The crowd of onlookers exclaimed.

"Interesting... Interesting..."

"Roselle is really peerless."

"At the moment... When there is wine! ”

Su Mo looked at it casually and saw Luo Yin, who was captivating the country and the city, Luo Yin nodded and smiled at him, and Su Mo bowed slightly.

Luo Yin is very beautiful, with a delicate face and an out-of-the-world appearance. It's the most beautiful woman Su Mo has ever seen in this life, oh... and last night's fairy sister, on par.

"There's pen and ink in the ship!" Luo Yin walked up to him, and the onlookers automatically moved out of the way.

Luo Yin is not something that these people can look at the same time, Luo Yin is the reincarnation of Luo Shen, who entered the Tao with sound, and is a strong person.

Luo Yin looked down at the unfolded picture scroll and liked it. When she heard Liu Feng's words just now, she was very displeased, and when she saw Su Mo's response, she nodded secretly, and she spoke out for some reason.

Su Mo felt a kindness in Luo Yin's eyes.

"Then it's an excuse!" Su Mo nodded at Luo Yin.

"Jing Yan..."Wei said openly, a little regretful that he didn't stop Liu Feng from talking nonsense, "Your painting is a masterpiece, and since it is accidental and difficult to reproduce, you should be cautious about it." Wouldn't it be a pity to ruin this painting in a momentary battle of will......"

"Since this painting is from my hand, it was destroyed by me, and it should be destroyed." Su Mo smiled casually, his eyes seemed to glance at Liu Feng casually, and he didn't seem to care about Liu Feng.