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Chapter 548 You don¡¯t understand art

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    Situ Guixiong's face was quite gloomy. He looked at the fat man in white and said coldly: "What you painted is a four-dimensional resemblance. You can't see the appearance of a fairy at all. Put it away quickly and don't show your embarrassment!"

    In his heart, this fat man was already on the list of those who must die. Aolai State-owned laws and regulations explicitly prohibited private fights between monks.

    But so what?

    He is a native of Aolai Country. He has a hundred ways to kill outsiders, but outsiders are helpless!

    ¡°If you don¡¯t know how to appreciate it, there is no shortage of beauty in the world. You just lack a pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty.¡±

    The fat man in white sighed, turned his wrist, put the scroll into his bag, and stopped paying attention to everyone.

    In fact, he was also helpless. In order to spend the tea party peacefully, he specifically bought a painting by Long Xue in advance and prepared some tricks to fool him. How could he have known that the monk was actually a dirty guy and sold the painting to someone else?  Such a painting of his.

    Fortunately, no one wanted to mention his painting too much, so he escaped disaster for the time being.

    " Otherwise, even if he is thick-skinned, he will not be able to withstand the whipping of the corpse in front of his face.

    "Ahem, I wonder how your paintings are?"

    Long Xue also looked a little embarrassed and quickly looked at the monks beside the fat man in white. In her impression, these people were relatively low-key and did not cause any trouble. The painting should be operating normally.

    "Just the words of the leading female cultivator immediately made her heart freeze.

    "The comic strip we drew, the picture of beauty taking a bath, is a series. Fairy, do you want to see it?"

    The leading female cultivator raised the scroll in her hand and said lightly.

    Listening to this familiar voice, Li Xiaobai instantly realized that it was the voice of senior sister Su Yunbing, and the other party had not changed her voice.

    He quickly glanced at the scroll in his hand and saw it was blank. The same was true for the other people, who had not drawn anything at all.

    "No, no, no, just keep it safe."

    Hearing this, Long Xue waved his hands repeatedly, indicating to the others that they could put the scroll away.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Just the look of the fat man in white made her almost mentally unstable. If this was a comic book, wouldn't it lead to a breakdown and inner demons?

    "Hey, what a pity."

    The female cultivator sighed and put the scroll into her bag without saying a word.

    "Mr. Li, you also draw comic strips?"

    Long Xue forced a smile, looked at Li Xiaobai and asked, she felt that what happened today was really too exciting.

    "Of course not. I, a monk with a proud body and cool sleeves, would make such a vulgar painting. With all due respect, even if it is just to attract people's attention, this method is a bit inferior!"

    "Brother, I misjudged you. We can't be friends!"

    Li Xiaobai waved his hand and said with a righteous face, he was very shameless about the fat man's behavior.

    The fat man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Li Xiaobai with a smile without saying a word, his eyes full of meaning.

    ¡°I see, I wonder if my daughter is lucky enough to appreciate Mr. Li¡¯s paintings?¡±

    Long Xue breathed a sigh of relief and said with a chuckle.

    "Of course you can. This is my stunning masterpiece. Please appreciate it together!"

    Li Xiaobai smiled casually, stood up and showed the scroll in his hand to the wind, standing in front of everyone. For a moment, the whole place was silent. Everyone's face was full of astonishment, staring at the strange picture in front of them.  picture scroll.

    The fat man in white who was nearest also had a very wonderful expression on his face. At this moment, he understood why Li Xiaobai said that painting is a psychology.

    There are no images on the scroll, only darkness. The entire scroll is covered with ink, leaving only a small dot in the center of the picture.

    This is so fucking psychological!

    What is this dark ghost painting?

    Can this thing be called a painting?

    Are any dog ??paintings better than this?

    "Mr. Li, what does this painting mean? Are you teasing me for not being able to wait?"

    Situ Guixiong looked sinister and said in a cold tone.

    "Everyone, can anyone understand this painting?"

    Li Xiaobai looked around and said with a slight smile.

    "This painting does not describe the East China Sea, but the Aolai country above the East China Sea. You are all well aware of this."Can this master figure understand the artistic conception in this painting?  "

    The monks from Situ Guixiong¡¯s faction had a sneer on their lips and didn¡¯t buy it at all.

    ¡°This is just a fucking mess, and whoever picks it up is a fool.

    " However, Beichen Shixi and others had thoughtful expressions on their faces. It was not because they were inspired by this painting, but because they wanted to make friends with Li Xiaobai and gain his favor. Now is obviously an opportunity!

    ¡°Anyway, Miss Long Xue basically never cares about them. Instead of kneeling down to lick the fairy, it would be more beneficial to lick Li Xiaobai.

    Just in time to consolidate the deep relationship between the two parties!

    Several people looked at each other, and they all saw the determination in each other's eyes.

    Dongfang Mingyue took the lead and jumped up directly, his face full of excitement and excitement, as if he had seen an unparalleled treasure, and shouted: "Great work!"

    "The painting style is minimalist, but the connotation is by no means simple. A dot in the black curtain symbolizes the brightest star in the night sky, and seems to be a source of inspiration emerging from the chaos. It is very suitable for the proud country of the East China Sea in this complicated world.  In troubled times, the lone star is the only one with the brightest position!¡±

    "Well, yes, this East China Sea is like a singularity in the darkness, a place where inspiration and creativity burst out. It has penetrated into my heart at the first sight!"

    Beichen Shixi nodded frequently, his eyes full of appreciation and approval, as if he really fell in love with this painting.

    "Yes, art is born for suffering. This painting has touched me so much that any evaluation pales in front of it. Now I just want to appreciate it."

    Nangong Wan pretended to be compassionate, but was completely moved by the painting in Li Xiaobai's hand.

    After the performance of several people, the whole audience was shocked and dumbfounded. This wave also has enterprise-level understanding!

    Even members of the Beichen Shixi faction feel a little doubtful about life at this moment. Are the geniuses of the three major families taking this route?

    Why did you suddenly start licking?

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT offended too quickly when he said this thing was a blackboard when they were discussing it in a low voice.

    Li Xiaobai was also a little surprised. He didn't expect these three people to be so supportive. Yes, they are quite decent. It seems that there is no need to bother the senior brothers and sisters with hints.

    "Guys, Mr. Li likes to joke, do you also like to join in the fun?"

    "This painting is obviously a random graffiti, it is really not elegant!"

    "The ability to tell lies with open eyes is truly extraordinary. Are these three direct descendants of an ancient family able to learn these heresies over the years?"

    Situ Guixiong looked gloomy, stared at Beichen Shixi and said coldly.

    But what Beichen Shixi said next made him choked and speechless.

    ¡°Brother Situ, you don¡¯t understand art!¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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