At the beginning of the second paragraph, as Old Man Wu got the news before, he still painted portraits, and the long-bearded old man Liu Lao, who was the initiator and rewarder, started to make that 'portrait'!

"If you're ready, let's get started!"

Sitting firmly on the Taishi's chair, the long-bearded old man looked at the small ones who had already set up the drawing board, nodded, and announced the start!

Quiet...

For a minute, two minutes, the children did not start their writing, but carefully observed the face of the long-bearded old man, as if they wanted to engrave the old man's face into the depths of their minds!

'Smack!'

It wasn't until five minutes had passed, and a young child didn't know whether to remember the general appearance or was anxious, so he finally picked up the 2B pencil and began to write on the white paper!

'Boom!'Click!'''Click!'''Click!'''

A burst of strokes, perhaps the leading effect, a little younger children all picked up the pencils on the drawing board, one stroke at a time, and those older children, at this time actually also printed the general appearance of the long-bearded old man into their minds, but did not start to write immediately, but closed their eyes and pondered for a while, before they began to write, according to the method learned from the elders, so that the effect of drawing can be better!

"Who do you think can win this time? ”

"It should be Xiao Li, the last time Xiao Wang won the championship, so that Xiao Li missed the championship, after a year of hard training, plus Xiao Wang has jumped out of this circle, he should be the champion of the ** is not far from ten!"

"I don't think so, there is a specialization in the art industry, Xiao Li mainly paints landscapes, and my grandson focuses on character sketching, if you say who is the most likely to win the championship this time, it must be my grandson..."

A group of small painters are working hard, and the old men are also discussing, predicting who will win the championship, to the point that some fans guess that their team will win the championship, so that the second round, which is not about this group of old men, has also been fiercely discussed, of course, in order not to disturb these little painters, the voice is also controlled to a small extent!

Half an hour has passed, painting and painting, discussion and discussion, even Old Man Yue is no exception, so that Zhou Ying, who originally hated trouble and didn't stand up, couldn't help but feel bored, looking at Wu Yu who was focused on his eyes, Zhou Ying supported his chin with one hand, put the other hand between his legs, and between his eyes, he had the idea of going up to see what Wu Yu was drawing!

'Stomp!'

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'll go check it out and come back. ”

"Well, don't bother them. ”

"Got it, rest assured. ”

Zhou Ying is character who does it when he thinks of it, and jumps down from the vermilion wood stool directly, Old Man Yue asked, Zhou Ying shook his head, and walked around the edge of the room to the back of Wu Yu, and walked towards Wu Yu!

As for the group of old men who were seeing Zhou Ying's movements, although they were a little surprised, they didn't stop drinking, just as the children were curious, as long as they didn't disturb the children who were drawing!

In this way, Zhou Ying gently came behind Wu Yu, looked up, and found that under Wu Yu's pen, the outline of the face of the long-bearded old man had jumped on the paper, and he was working on his eyes, and he was moving on his eyes, and he could see the style of the master in the future, and after looking at it for a while, Wu Yu was still painting, but it didn't seem to be more than one or two hours, I'm afraid I don't want to finish painting, Zhou Ying put his eyes on other people's drawing boards again!

'Woo-woo, woo-woo!'

The sound of a pencil rubbing against paper, Zhou Ying is now looking at a little boy next to Wu Yu, who is about a year or two older than Zhou Ying, on the white paper, he has also drawn the outline of the old man's face, and is about to draw his eyes, in terms of speed, the two are about the same, but compared to Wu Yu's flowing water, the little boy's strokes are stiffer!

Watching others paint like this is much more boring than sitting on a stool, more than ten minutes have passed, and Zhou Ying has also seen four or five of these portraits.

"Hey, whoever you don't paint, don't get in the way of others drawing!"

"Ugh!"

It was the little boy next to Wu Yu who spoke, who was turning his head and glaring at Zhou Ying, as if Zhou Ying had done a lot of bad things, which made Zhou Ying stunned, it stands to reason that she walked around in the back, it shouldn't have much impact!

When Zhou Ying glanced sideways at the two eyebrows drawn in a straight line on the little boy's drawing paper, and there were traces of an eraser in the middle of the hurriedly wipe, he suddenly understood something in his heart, but he was speechless about the child's inexplicable psychology, just at this time, the old man Yue also called her back, Zhou Ying did not argue with the little boy, and directly trotted all the way back to the original position!

"Little Zhou Ying, don't worry, when my brother and sister finish drawing, I'm sure you'll see enough!"

After sitting down, Old Man Yue said to Zhou Ying, which made Zhou Ying feel soft, but she couldn't help but feel helpless in her heart, she just looked at paintings to pass the time, I'm afraid Old Man Yue thought she liked painting!

And not long after sitting down, watching the children drawing, the old men bragging and farting, Zhou Ying suddenly found herself more bored than before!

Supporting his chin with both hands, and just as he was thinking about whether to take a horse here, the whisper of an old man suddenly made Zhou Ying's brain open!

"Lao Xu, I'll go to the toilet and I'll be back soon. ”

"Well, there you go. ”

"Teacher Yue, I want to go to the toilet!"

Looking at Old Man Yue who was chatting with Old Man Wu, Zhou Ying directly pulled his shirt and said directly!