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"Your tea is also cold."
After Chu Sheng said this sentence, everyone present was stunned for a while.
It's not that they care about what Chu Sheng said, but that they looked at the picture scroll that Chu Sheng had sprayed with tea in front of them, and their minds were in a trance.
Seeing this scroll painting, it is like seeing a few proud Phalaenopsis plants suddenly appearing in front of everyone, in the severe cold and snow, wanting to compete with Aomei!
That snow is so cold.
That tree is so dilapidated.
That orchid, so unwilling to resign itself to fate, will live proudly forever.
"Eh? Strange, why did I suddenly cry?"
"Me too I feel as if I have seen a person who is not reconciled to his fate, proudly contending with his own fate."
"This painting is too real, and this flower is too real!"
"The Realm of Painting Soul! Definitely the Realm of Painting Soul!"
"He not only drew the soul of the orchid, but also the soul of the dead tree and the frost!"
There was shock all around.
What's more, he was moved by the artistic conception of the painting soul in the scroll, and shed tears directly.
"A tortoise draws a work in the realm of painting soul"
Elder Gong, who was sitting above, was also shocked.
Although he knew that Chu Sheng's flick just now could sublimate the content of the whole scroll.
But I didn't expect that after taking a sip of tea, the scroll even reached the state of painting soul!
Works of this level, not to mention him, even the old man he knew well, could not reach this level!
Besides let a turtle do the painting!
It's incredible!
"Could it be because of animal control?"
Gong Lao had a flash of inspiration, and then suddenly realized it.
Presumably the other party must have already thought about what to paint, and then controlled his little turtle to paint directly on the scroll.
This is not only to have confidence in one's own animal control skills, but also to be very familiar with the picture scroll and the habits and movements of animals.
Speaking from the side this kid is amazing!
And Lu Feng next to him, looking at the painting in front of him, sighed deeply.
This shit I can draw a turtle better than me.
I always feel that at my age, I have lived on dogs
"Old man, I have pursued the realm of painting souls for most of my life, and I barely touched the edge of the realm of painting souls, but I didn't expectto be worse than a turtle?"
Lu Feng smiled wryly, feeling that his confidence had been severely hit.
What do you need to draw your own works in the realm of painting soul?
First of all, you have to copy the paintings of senior masters, and then constantly adjust your state to find inspiration, and then you dare to write, and you just barely touch it.
What about others?
Let the turtle crawl around casually, then shake the picture scroll and spit out tea.
Done?
day!
At this moment, Lu Feng just wanted to say one thing: I lost you Rem!
As for Huang Xuan, Qin Shu, Su Xun'er, Fang Tong and others beside them they were already there in a daze.
Bi Pixia looked at the painting in front of him, his face was already pale, and he wanted to cry to death.
When I was outside before, I set a flag that the other party would not be liked by Su Shengtian, but Uncle Ying came over and slapped him in the face.
? Then he said that without the level of a master of calligraphy and painting, he could not be the flag at the same table as Gong Lao, but Lu Feng came over and slapped him in the face.
After entering the hall, he also set up a flag that Chu Sheng could tell his tea's name, and the wrong way of doing it, but he still slapped him in the face without hesitation.
Now, when he thought that no matter how lucky he was, he should win it once, but the result is this time the flag is even more crackling!
I still want to call myself a turtle grandpa!
If it is possible now, Bi Pixia really wants to slam his head against the wall to death.
What kind of toxicity is this!
Why can you crack any flag I set up without reservation!
What the hell are you Did you target me on purpose!
I I I I I want to go home! I miss my mom!
I will never set a flag again in my life, okay
early know?You are so good, I will not set a flag!
Pippi Shrimp wants to cry but has no tears.
"Presumptuous!"
Just when everyone was shocked, a roar suddenly came from the side.
Everyone followed the prestige, and saw Liang Zikuan with an angry face, pointing at Chu Sheng and saying, "That cup of tea is a prize given by Mr. Gong to the winner, and the winner has not been announced yet. Not only did you drink it, but you even vomited it. Come out!"
"It's too presumptuous for you to ignore Mr. Gong like this!"
Hearing what Liang Zikuan said, not only Mr. Gong, but everyone else present also frowned.
Now in this competition, is it necessary to announce the winner?
This is already obvious.
People who can paint paintings in the realm of painting soul are well-deserved masters of calligraphy and painting.
Now you are so entangled, why bother.
Seeing Liang Zikuan speaking, Bi Pixia who was next to him opened his mouth to say something, but quickly closed it.
I don't want to set up a flag anymore.
Chu Sheng looked at Liang Zikuan with a playful look on his face, and said with a sneer, "Oh? How do you give me a high hat?"
"Wait a minute, do you still want to say that the competition mentioned by Mr. Gong is to appreciate this scroll of painting, not to draw a painting that is in the realm of painting soul?"
"good!"
Liang Zikuan didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, and he said righteously: "This is the rule of the game. Not only did you not abide by it, you even sprayed out the tea as a prize."
"It's not looking down on Mr. Gong!"
He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Chu Sheng full of hostility: "According to theory, he should have been kicked out long ago!"
Get kicked out!
Hearing this, many people gasped.
But if you think about it carefully, what Liang Zikuan said is not unreasonable.
According to the normal situation, people who insulted the old man like this should indeed be kicked out.
But the other party is obviously not in a normal situation.
Who in a normal person can use a turtle to draw a picture scroll of the state of soul painting!
Seeing the other party making trouble so unreasonably, Gong Lao frowned.
Just when he was about to say something, Chu Sheng who was standing there said softly: "Oh, then you may have to give me a bigger hat."
Having said that, Chu Sheng raised the teacup to the tip of his nose and smelled it, then smiled at the crowd and said, "The value of this tea, let alone let me drink it."
"I hate it even if I use it for painting!"
"What?!"
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"How arrogant!"
Hearing what Chu Sheng said, everyone present turned pale.
That is the Shifeng Longjing treasured by Mr. Gong.
And it was brewed by Gong Lao Chu Sheng!
He actually said He even said that he would paint for him, and he hated it?
Damn it!
What a waste of money!
Do you know that among us, many of us have been seeking for a lifetime, but there is no way to get a bite.
You actually despise painting?
This is so
Hold!
Has anyone dragged this pretender out and shot him for five minutes?
"Little friend Chu."
Just when many people were very angry and felt that Chu Sheng had gone too far, the old man sitting above said lightly:
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