The richest man in the world starts from picking up tatters

"boom!"

Xiaolan saw that Liu Qingyan was watching like an animal, and she hit the blackboard with a punch.

On this old blackboard, dense cracks appeared instantly.

"hiss············"

The crowd onlookers at the door took a breath and withdrew their irregular gazes.

"let's start."

Zhou Kun said lightly.

In front of him and Su Cheng, painting tools have been set up.

Su Cheng nodded and looked at Liu Qingyan on the podium.

The soft light of the morning shed on Liu Qingyan.

With her perfect white face and sexy and charming curves, Su Cheng felt that she was the woman who walked out of the painting.

Zhou Kun next to him has already begun to paint.

But Su Cheng remained motionless.

5 minutes passed.

Su Cheng still did not write.

at this time.

Both Jang Hyuk and Liu Qingyan are frowning, why is Su Cheng still not moving?

Even Xiao Lan, who has always been indifferent, clenched her fists unconsciously, and wanted to rush to wake Su Cheng at any time.

Next second.

Su Cheng moved!

He raised his right hand and yawned lazily.,

"Gluck..."

Xiaolan Fen's fist clucked.

Xin said: When is this, you don't want to face Sister Qingyan!

Zhou Kun also glanced at Su Cheng next to him, mocking.

His paintings have gradually taken shape.

Zhang He watched from the side anxiously.

Is it true that Su Cheng is a mere illusion?

"Tsk tsk, Brother Kun really can't think about it, and he is actually playing against a game that won't be tattered!"

"That's it, it's been a long time, I haven't even jumped out a stroke, it won't be a disability!"

"Be quiet, that short-haired beauty is watching us again, I don't want to be praised!"

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The group mocking continued.

Su Cheng seemed to turn a deaf ear.

One minute later.

Su Cheng began to write.

This starts operation.

All the attention of everyone was instantly concentrated!

Just because Su Cheng moved too fast!

It should be noted that sketching requires the most attention to the character's attitude and characteristics, and requires meticulous composition.

And Su Cheng's hand movements with the pen held fast, and it seems that he doesn't need to think about it!

In the process of painting, he not only did not move the rubber brace, but also never raised his head.

"So fast? It's a lie, is he sketching randomly?"

"It should be, if I know that since it doesn't have that strength, then I have to pretend to be forcibly!"

"The speed of Brother Yikun should be finished soon."

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Everyone was surprised at Su Cheng's performance, and after some analysis, they thought that Su Cheng was just a dying struggle.

None of them noticed, the expression of Zhang He behind Su Cheng was incredible!

"End!"

An hour later, Zhou Kun put down his paintbrush.

This is his fastest speed. You have to know that the general sketch test has three hours of test time.

Zhou Kun looked at his finished product, the woman in the painting has an elegant posture and a pleasant temperament.

The woman gently picked up a strand of blue silk, which was even more charming.

If he scores a painting for himself, it is not 100 or 99!

Such a perfect sketch is worthy of such a perfect woman!

Zhou Kun breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Su Cheng.

But found that the other party had also stopped writing and looked at himself quietly.

"Done?"

Su Cheng yawned again.

The little wolf dog woke him up in the middle of the night last night, which made him feel a little ill this morning.

Zhou Kun sneered:

"Are you finished, too?"

"Or is it just a blind drawing?"

Su Cheng finished 10 minutes earlier than Zhou Kun, but in Zhou Kun's view, Su Cheng was defeated.

From the speed and brushwork of Su Cheng's painting just now, he is sure that Su Cheng can't paint at all!

"Just treat me like I'm painting."

Su Cheng smiled casually and stretched.

"It's finally over, the face-slapping scene is coming!"

"I feel a little sympathetic when I think of the mournful faces of the tattered buddies."

"Who is this to blame? The layman insists on comparing with our professional, isn't it just to suffer?"

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Xiaolan quickly helped Liu Qingyan, while whispering:

"Sister Qingyan, why do you have to be this model by yourself? You can't move for an hour. Su Cheng may have any idea what he painted you like!"

Liu Qingyan smiled playfully:

"It's okay, exploring Su Cheng's mysterious road, this tiredness is still bearable."

Mysterious Road············

The corners of Xiaolan's eyes trembled, and Sister Qingyan was really moved by Su Cheng.

If Sister Li knew, she didn't know how sad she would be.

When it was time to announce the results, Zhou Kun took the drawing board and walked to Liu Qingyan.

Su Cheng took out a can of six walnuts to refresh himself.

Zhang He behind him was still stunned in place, with an inexplicable appearance.

But no one noticed his expression.

"Beauty, look at what I painted, are you satisfied?"

Zhou Kun showed her paintings to Liu Qingyan.

Liu Qingyan glanced, her expression was slightly surprised, and nodded in praise:

"Well, really talented!"

Xiao Lan also took a look, and a look of worry suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Zhou Kun painted almost like a photo, too realistic.

Where is Su Cheng?

Is he really okay?

Zhou Kun smiled triumphantly.

"It's an honor to be praised by beautiful women, then I will give you this picture."

Liu Qingyan smiled, neither refused nor agreed.

His eyes were on the guy who was still drinking there.

"Su Cheng, you can't come, do you want me to ask Xiaolan to invite you?"

Liu Qingyan walked over with a smile, the corners of her mouth raised like a knife.

Su Cheng took a sip of six walnuts and turned to Zhang He behind him:

"Little brother, show my painting to this big sister."

Zhang Hyuk nodded excitedly, carefully picked up the drawing board and handed it to Liu Qingyan.

"Dare to call my eldest sister, you..."

Just as Liu Qingyan was about to get angry, she froze in place for a second.

His eyes were completely attracted by the painting in front of him.

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