Returning from the Immortal World

Le Baiyi showed surprise and even Mu Wanying showed curiosity. Instead, Tang Xiu, after hearing Professor Hu's words, his face appeared a few different colors.

Architectural drawings?

Is that... the picture you drew yourself?

Le Baiyi asked: "Hu, be specific, how can you win an award at the Asian Book and Painting Competition? ”

Professor Hu said seriously: "What can't be done? You haven't seen that painting. If you saw it with your own eyes, it would have been a big shock. I have a lot of famous friends in the book and painting world, even they admire each other and feel bad about themselves. The author of the architectural blueprint, the painting technique was pure and green, to the extreme. The painted buildings, even more accidental, captured Tiangong, as if to paint the atmosphere of the heavenly palace. ”

Suddenly!

Professor Hu's eyes lit up, quickly touched out his phone, opened an email, pulled a picture out of it and handed it to Le Baiyi, "I just remembered, I thought an old friend had sent me this architectural blueprint. Unfortunately, it's just a picture, and I don't see the true story of the painting. ”

Le Baiyi picked up the phone and after a few seconds of looking at it, his pupils contracted quickly and an incredible light burst into his eyes. Forgive him for not knowing much about books and drawings, but also for seeing the extraordinary architectural design. That power, that skill, that dragon snake rhyme, it's like a dream paradise.

What shocked him most was not these, but the architectural blueprints themselves. The building above looks extremely pounded and stunning. Weird style, but full of the author's fantasy.

He dares to say that once anyone can build such a large building in accordance with this architectural blueprint, it will definitely become the most famous landmark building in the country. Not only will it be famous nationwide, it will also be famous worldwide.

“Clothes, clothes. Old man, I've seen a lot of handwriting in my life, and there's no shortage of famous artists. Probably comparable to this painting, definitely not. ”

Mu Wanying hasn't seen the picture yet, but looking at the way the teacher shook up, her curiosity was also hooked up. Standing up gently, she came to Le Baiyi's side and glanced at the image displayed on the screen of her phone, her bent waist slightly vibrated.

“This is…”

Mu Wanying was shocked that she could hardly believe her eyes and that someone in the world could paint such a masterpiece. She had seen the remnants of the Qingming Upper River Map, and she was sure that even the complete Qingming Upper River Map could not be compared to the painting.

This painting...

The buildings in this picture should only be in the sky. Where can I see them?

Le Baiyi handed Mu Wanying his phone. The shock on his old face has not yet gone away. He exclaimed: "Anyone who can paint this painting can definitely be called a painting god. I can't even imagine what would happen if the building in this painting was actually built. ”

Professor Hu said with full face: "Indeed. The building in this picture, if it's really built, says anything I'm going to buy a house in the residential area there. ”

Le Baiyi cut the nail and said: “I'm coming too. ”

Mu Wanying returned to her seat with her phone. Her eyes were full of shock and she didn't even hear Professor Hu and Le Baiyi talking. Her sensual red lips twitched softly, whispering: "If the author of this painting is willing to take in, I must be the first to go to the worshipper. ”

Her voice was not very loud, but Professor Hu and Le Baiyi, including even Tang Xiu, were clearly heard.

Professor Hu and Le Baiyi looked at each other, and the two showed bitter laughter. Even they have this urge!

Tang Xiu reached out to Mu Wanying and said: "Show me. ”

Mu Wanying looked back and gave Tang Xiu his phone with a complicated expression. His eyes were a little lost and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Tang Xiu picked up his phone and looked at the photo above and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that Professor Hu and Le Baiyi, as well as Mu Wanying praised the architectural drawings, were really painted by him.

Subsequently.

He reached out and returned his phone to Professor Hu.

Professor Hu and Le Baiyi saw Tang Xiu's appearance and thought that Tang Xiu didn't know how to appreciate it. As a result, the two were more worried about trying later.

Soon.

The waiter from the Lotus Tower came to the box and invited everyone to the drawing hall downstairs. When four people arrived on the first floor, they saw dozens of guests, already surrounded by two tables in the middle of the hall. And the voices of those people, they're in the ears of four people.

“What luck! Today we can actually see two young talented fights. Speaking of this painting, I learned it for a while, but unfortunately I lost it when my talent didn't work. Fortunately, today we can follow Wang to Ha Hua Tower and watch a dragon fight for the tiger. ”

“Zhou Xiang's name I have heard, very famous young painter, high level. And that Tang Xiu, I haven't heard, must be an unheard of youngster! ”

“Xiang Xiang was so arrogant that he had just arrived in the compartment to toast. He was perfectly responsive and had no sense of humility at all. This kind of person, even if the painting skills are good, I'm afraid there's not much rhyme in the painting. The young man who tried to compete with him made me curious. ”

“The whole of Jincheng is so big, it would be just as good to have a toast. Who could be better than him? Anyway, I think Sho will win tonight. ”

“I think so, too. ”

“Waiting to see the show. ”

“ …… ”

Tang Xiu listened to these conversations and laughed in the dark. I don't have much fame in Jincheng, and I don't have much fame in the book and painting industry. No wonder everyone has full confidence in Xiang Xiang.

But!

No diamonds for porcelain living.

He has confidence in his level of painting, don't say that his opponent is just a cheer, even if he is a domestic master painter, he is not afraid.

“Everybody out of the way. ”

When Baiyu saw Tang Xiu and others come down, he greeted everyone with his hind legs and freed up a large area in the middle. She walked up to Tang Xiu and asked, "Are you confident? ”

Tang Xiu saw Baiyu's thoughts and nodded. “Don't worry! ”

Baiyu nodded: “If you are confident, give yourself ten percent strength. I look forward to your performance. ”

"I won't let you down," said Tang Xiu. ”

Finish it!

He walked to the middle and glanced slightly at the cheer and said, "Show your strength and don't say I bullied you. ”

Zhu Xiang smiled coldly: “On your own? Hmm... go back to the oven for a few more decades and maybe you'll be qualified to say that. It's a mule, it's a horse. Pull it out and sneak out! ”

Tang Xiu no longer cared about him, but looked at Baiyu and asked calmly: "What are the requirements for the specifications of the competition? ”

White Jade took ten men and women out of the crowd, only two young people, the others middle-aged or elderly. Baiyu pointed to ten people and said: "All ten of them are VIPs here, all of whom have paintings left in this hall. I can guarantee them absolute fairness and impartiality as judges. In addition, once they have been assessed, other Guests will vote. As for the specifications of the game, it's simple: within half an hour, you create a landscape painting about lotus flowers. Brushes, pigments, paper, everything is ready. ”

“Okay!”

Tang Xiu nodded.

"I have no problem with that, too. ”

Baiyu nodded, looked at the time and said: “It is now 8: 28 p.m. and the end time is 8: 58 p.m. I announce that we shall now proceed. ”

Cheers Xiang revealed a sarcastic look at Tang Xiu, then quickly grabbed the brush on the table. After thinking about it, he began to stain the paint and slowly paint it on the tiled Xuan paper.

Tang Xiu is different.

He slowly closed his eyes at the moment when White Jade announced the beginning, and fantasized about the volume to be painted. It took him a few seconds to quickly grab the brush, identify the various paints, and begin to smear the painting. He painted at different speeds and cheers, and very quickly, the dragon snake, a pattern formed on white Xuan paper.

“Lost! ”

Mu Wanying saw Tang Xiu's painting speed and the corners of his mouth were bitter. She understands the essence of painting, and unless she is the ultimate painting master, who dares to penetrate a dragonsnake and paint at speed will never paint a really good picture.

In the world of painting, there is a saying: finely carved out, slowly living, without the presence of God.

Mu Wanying had never heard Tang Xiu's name before, so he shouldn't have much fame in the book and painting industry. A young man of unknown nationality, even if he is a bit of a painter, I'm afraid he can't compare to Xiang Xiang.

Professor Hu shook his head in darkness and looked far away at Tang Xiu's bitter smile: “Mu Wanying, you shouldn't have promised him before. Looking at him like that, I'm afraid I'm going to lose your painting. ”

Mu Wanying was a little heartbroken, but he was still able to bear it. He said slowly: "If you lose, lose! I'll look for something else later. ”

Professor Hu sighed: "You can imagine. However, I don't think that Tang Xiu's identity should be easy. If you lose your handwriting, I'm afraid there are other ways to make it up to you. ”

Mu Wanying wondered: “What is his background? ”

Professor Hu shook his head, “I don't know. But have you ever met an average student who just took a college entrance exam who could buy 20 million stones? And he's going to buy the ore from Old Music, which means that he definitely has more money than 20 million. ”

Mu Wanying was surprised: "He bought two winter flints from you, a broken star stone, at such a high price? ”

Professor Hu nodded: "Old Happy knows the price of those two types of ore. The price I offered was the lowest price I could afford, and the kid was happy enough that there was no bargaining at all, so someone sent me the money. The travel bag he just gave to the waiter for safekeeping, and the yellow cloth baggage, it's all his stuff. To be honest, I can't read his history, and I can't see him as a person. ”