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Chapter 183: Running Dad Can Draw

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    Hearing Chu Sheng's words, the chaotic and noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

    The whole air froze.

    "Youyou drew it?"

    I don't know who spoke out, which directly broke the tranquility of the scene.

    Then there was an astonishing uproar in the audience.

    "You said you could draw paintings in the realm of the soul? Are you kidding me!"

    "This kid is too good at talking big, right? Do you really think that you can do whatever you want because you are handsome?"

    "I think he really didn't know what to say, so he said it on purpose."

    "Hmph! Sensational!"

    Liang Zikuan and Bi Pixia had sneers on their faces.

    Did you draw it?

    Can you draw a picture scroll of the realm of the soul?

    If you were really that good, you would have become famous long ago, okay?

    Even for the birthday banquet tonight, Mr. Gong will send you a special invitation card.

    Will you be brought in by others?

    What a joke!

    The old man next to him also turned dark suddenly.

    He did not expect that this Chu Sheng would be so arrogant.

    What does the picture scroll in the realm of painting soul represent?

    That is a great peak in the realm of calligraphy and painting.

    Even if it is myself, there is no way to achieve it.

    And among the people he has met, there is only one old man who can draw such a picture scroll of the state of soul!

    He Chu Sheng what a fart!

    "Chu Sheng, if you say that, you are too insulting to this scroll!"

    The Qin family gave this scroll to himself, and he hung it in the living room to admire it every day.

    For a time, he wondered if the old man would leave this scroll, and he wondered in his heart.

    But this ignorant junior actually claimed that he painted it?

    This is not only an insult to this scroll, but also an insult to that old man!

    "That Elder Gong"

    At this moment, Qin Shu stood up in embarrassment: "This scroll was really drawn by Grandpa Chu."

    "Hmph, he is full of nonsense, Qin Shu, are you also full of nonsense?"

    Mr. Gong snorted coldly, with a dissatisfied expression on his face; "This is an insult to a famous painting, an insult to a master!"

    Seeing that the situation was not right, Lu Feng next to him coughed lightly, and said to Gong Lao, "Gong Lao, this scroll painting is indeed drawn by Brother Chu."

    "Two days ago, when I, Han Liang and he were fighting paintings at my house, he improvised"

    Lu Feng also had a wry smile on his face.

    If he hadn't seen Chu Sheng's paintings with his own eyes, he would not have believed that such a young man could actually draw a picture scroll in the realm of painting soul.

    God enjoys the meal

    "this¡­¡­"

    If Qin Shu's words are not credible, Lu Feng's words are much more credible.

    After all, he is a master of calligraphy and painting, so it is impossible to smash his own signboard.

    Thinking of this, Mr. Gong blushed.

    I just kept saying that I wanted to meet the author, but the author stood in front of me, and I called him full of nonsense

    Seems a little embarrassing

    "Ding! Emotional points from Gong Lao, +6, +6, +6"

    "impossible!"

    At this moment, Liang Zikuan who was standing on the side suddenly shouted: "Even if you draw from primary school to now, at most you can only draw the meaning of the painting, and it is impossible to draw the soul of the painting!"

    It was hard for him to accept it.

    You must know that just now I admired the author of this scroll so much that I even had the urge to be the other party's licking dog.

    However, Chu Sheng said I drew it, this

    His heart was beeping like a dog.

    "Do not believe?"

    Chu Sheng frowned, and thought for a while; "If you don't believe me, then I really have no way to prove that I painted this scroll."

    "After all, there was no video when I painted."

    Liang Zikuan sneered; "That is, what evidence do you have that you painted this scroll."

    Bi Pixia who was next to him also responded quickly: "Unless you draw another scroll of painting soul works on the spot, we will never believe it!"

    Chu Sheng raised his brows, and took the running back from Fang Tong's arms.?He hugged it, and then lifted the little turtle high.

    I saw Benboer's father raised his head and roared at Bipixia;

    "Aw!"

    Bi Pixia froze for a moment; "What do you mean?"

    Chu Sheng sneered: "It said, Pippi Shrimp, come and kneel down and call grandpa."

    "Ding! Emotional points from Bipixia, +9, +9, +9"

    Why are you still able to play tricks like this in order to make me say hello?

    Enough of your motherfucker!

    "snort!"

    Bi Pixia hurriedly changed the subject: "I think you just can't draw it!"

    "Can't draw it?"

    Chu Sheng frowned: "Don't talk about me, even my turtle can be drawn casually."

    "Blow, you just keep blowing."

    Bi Pixia was full of disbelief.

    ? I set the flag three times before, although Chu Sheng slapped me in the face, but this time, Bi Pixia wanted to set a flag no matter what!

    "If your tortoise can really draw works in the realm of soul painting, let alone kneel down and call you grandpa, kneel down and call your tortoise grandpa!"

    He didn't believe it anymore.

    A tortoise can still draw works in the realm of painting soul?

    Funny!

    After Benbo'er's father heard this, his little mung bean eyes lit up instantly, and he turned his head and yelled at Chu Sheng.

    Su Xun'er was a little puzzled: "What did Benbo'er's father say?"

    Chu Sheng grinned: "It said, it will be equal to me."

    Everyone; ""

    Has it been decided that Bi Pixia must be called grandpa before he even started painting?

    Do you want to be so crazy!

    Seeing a few people like this, Elder Gong thought for a moment, nodded and said, "There is still some time before the dinner party, so you can try it."

    "Besides, I also want to see how a tortoise draws a work in the realm of the soul."

    Thinking of Chu Sheng brushing his face just now, instead of being angry, Mrs. Gong looked at Chu Sheng with a look of admiration.

    Others may still be struggling with the issue of winning or losing, but Mr. Gong has seen some details.

    Exquisite tea ceremony kung fu, superb calligraphy and painting level.

    Coupled with the fact that Huang Xuan, Qin Shu, and Su Xun'er, who were already independent among the juniors, could gather together, this is already a manifestation of a strong man.

    He glanced at Liang Zikuan, who had a sneer on his face, waiting to see Chu Sheng's joke, and shook his head involuntarily.

    Perhaps, I really lost my sight.

    Soon, with the gesture of Mr. Gong, the rice paper, pen and ink had been brought up.

    Looking at Dad Benbo who was placed on the rice paper by Chu Sheng, all the people present stretched their necks curiously.

    "Is he really going to paint with a turtle?"

    "It's too ridiculous, what are you drawing with a turtle? Is it a turtle shell?"

    "It's just a tortoise with a brain the size of a fingernail. What kind of wisdom is there, let alone painting!"

    Amidst the doubts of the crowd, Chu Sheng lowered his head and said something softly to Benbo'er's father.

    Immediately, the eyes of Benbo'er's father, who was still a little confused at first, lit up instantly.

    Then¡­¡­

    wave yo~ wave yo~ wave yo~

    One by one, he climbed into the ink next to him.

    With a snap, the entire turtle body was soaked in the ink.

    When everyone didn't react, they saw Benbo'er's father crawl out of the ink painting again, stepping on the rice paper one after another.

    Soon, a line of small tortoise claws appeared on the white rice paper.

    Seeing this, Liang Zikuan sneered; "Hmph, what is this?"

    "Turtle crawling?"

    He looked at Chu Sheng with disdain on his face; "Boy, you are too ridiculous"

    "Do not talk!"

    Just before Liang Zikuan finished speaking, the elder Gong next to him suddenly spoke.

    Liang Zikuan was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head, and saw that Mr. Gong had a very serious expression at the moment, and his eyes were fixed on the father on the scroll.

    Afterwards, he looked up and stood there with his lips moving slightly, muttering something in his mouth, Chu Sheng, who didn't know what he was reading, was shocked suddenly:

    "This is Beast control!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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