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"Ahem!"
Seeing the old man surnamed Han like this, Lu Feng quickly said: "Old Han, be careful when you speak."
"Fuck me!"
Just as Lu Feng finished speaking, the old man surnamed Han suddenly screamed, staring at the "Picture of the Proud Goshawk" on the table in front of him, and opened his mouth wide.
The shock and envy in those eyes was like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman, and he didn't hide it at all.
In the words of Benbo'er's father: This man looks at that eagle, and his saliva is about to flow out!
"Ward God! Ward God! Oh my God!"
"Old Lu, when did you become so awesome? You actuallysucceeded in finishing this goshawk picture?"
The old man surnamed Han used his fingers to gently caress the newly painted scroll, as if he was afraid of breaking the fragile rice paper with excessive force. His movements were very gentle, just like loving and caressing his lover:
"This brush stroke is correct, and this ink is also correct. This you poor old man really succeeded in copying!"
"And the eagle's eyes are sharper and more arrogant than the one you copied!"
The old man surnamed Han raised his head and looked at Lu Feng in shock: "When did your level become so high?"
Hearing what the old man surnamed Han said, Lu Feng couldn't hold back, and said to him: "Ninety-nine percent of this painting is drawn by me, but I still can't draw it with the finishing touch, you know of."
"Today's pair is actually the same, except that the finishing touch was added by my brother Chu Shengchu next to me."
Lu Feng smiled: "It can be said that his stroke is more important than the 99% of my painting!"
"Drawn by someone else?"
The old man surnamed Han was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Chu Sheng, who was running around with his father above his head.
Later
The old man surnamed Han curled his lips, and said to Lu Feng: "Come on, old Lu, although I am old, I am not stupid."
"Such a handsome young man, he spends his days with young girls, how could he have the time to study calligraphy and painting."
"Not to mention, this finishing touch is even more domineering than the copied one."
He looked dissatisfied: "You still hide clumsiness from me? It shouldn't be!"
Chu Sheng; ""
Is this are you praising me for being handsome?
But why do I always feel like something is wrong?
I have seen people cursing people around the corner, but this is the first time I have seen someone who is so weird and swearing around the corner.
Seeing that the old man surnamed Han didn't believe it, Lu Feng covered his face: "It's true, does it make sense to lie to you?"
"Are there still few people who have been deceived by you?"
Han Liang rolled Lu Feng's eyes; "You old man is very bad!"
"Okay, since you said that the finishing touch was painted by him, that's fine. I'll come to you to fight for the painting today, so let's count him in."
Han Liang waved his hand: "Anyway, you have a big place here, so it's not impossible for three people to fight for paintings."
Dou Hua?
Hearing this word, not only Chu Sheng, Huang Xuan and Qin Shu were a little confused.
Seeing the puzzled faces of the three of them, Aunt Zhang standing aside quickly explained: "The so-called fighting painting is a competition between two people with similar calligraphy and painting skills to learn from each other."
"Two people complete a painting scroll with a specified title within a limited time, and finally see who draws better, and then decide on it."
"Mr. Han is an old friend of Mr. Lu, and he can be regarded as a confidant, so he often comes here to discuss painting with Mr. Lu."
After hearing Aunt Zhang's explanation, the three of them suddenly realized.
Han Liang glanced at Chu Sheng, pouted his lips: "Boy, old man Lu said that you painted the finishing touch, I don't believe the old man."
"Even if it was painted by you, it may be a coincidence. After all, the finishing touch can only reflect the superb painting style of your painting, but it cannot reflect the complete painting skills."
"If you want to prove yourself, let the old man recognize your skills and come over to fight with us."
Han Liang's old face looked kind, but his tone was extremely arrogant: "I'll give you a chance."
Give you a chance!
If these words were put in the ears of Qin Shu and Huang Xuan, they would definitely jump up excitedly.
You know, this Han Liang is a figure comparable to Lu Feng!
can be with thisThis kind of master fighting painting, even if you lose in the end, you can still get comments and guidance from the other party, which can improve your painting and calligraphy skills a big step.
This is an opportunity they couldn't dream of!
But Chu Sheng
I saw Chu Sheng and the father running around raised their brows at the same time, looking at Han Liang in front of them, with a strange look on their faces: "Why should I prove myself to you?"
"ha?"
As soon as these words came out, Han Liang's brain suddenly froze.
He looked Chu Sheng up and down: "Didn't you come here to get Lao Lu's "Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon Picture"?"
"No." Chu Sheng responded solemnly.
"Well¡¡"
This time, not only Han Liang's brain was down, but even Lu Feng's brain was down.
Both Huang Xuan and Qin Shu wanted to get Lu Feng's "Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon Picture", so they often came to Lu Feng's side to study and be taught.
Now, Chu Sheng and Huang Xuan are here together, both Lu Feng and Han Liang instinctively believe that his purpose is the same as the two.
But now that Chu Sheng said this, both of them were stunned.
Lu Feng seemed to have noticed something, and coughed lightly.
In order to avoid Chu Sheng's embarrassment, he didn't ask Chu Sheng's purpose in detail, and said directly to Chu Sheng: "Brother Chu, this fighting painting is actually very simple, just draw as you like, don't be too rigid."
"Besides, brother Chu can draw that kind of painting. Brother, I also want to see what level brother Chu's painting skills have reached."
"It's also good for my brother to appreciate it."
Lu Feng said with a smile.
Although he didn't doubt Chu Sheng's painting intentions, he also wanted to see how far Chu Sheng's painting skills had reached.
Maybe you can also let yourself learn.
"Well, since Mr. Lu said so, it would be better to obey than to be respectful." Chu Sheng sighed.
Originally, let alone ink painting, he couldn't even paint graffiti well.
After entering the system skills, he has a certain grasp of calligraphy and painting.
However, if you haven't painted, you haven't painted. No matter what, you will be a little nervous.
Soon, Aunt Zhang will set up the painting table for the three chapters, and arrange the pens, inks, papers and inkstones respectively.
"Today's topic, what should we choose?" Lu Feng looked at the two people who were getting ready at the table, and smiled.
Han Liang thought for a while: "Chu Sheng is a junior, let him decide."
"In order not to finish the painting in time, we will say that we bully the small with the big."
Although the words were plain, the arrogance and contempt in the words were unnaturally revealed.
Obviously, Han Liang always regarded Chu Sheng as a person at the same level as Huang Xuan and Qin Shu.
From the bottom of my heart, I don't like it!
Catching Han Liang's gaze, Chu Sheng lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said to the two of them, "How about let's draw a simpler one."
"How about the Qingming River Scene?"
Plop!
Plop!
Lu Feng and Han Liang staggered.
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