Chapter 2143: Are You Cheating?!
"Ding, Killing Intent from Kolun Mingduo +999!"
"Ding, from..."
In an instant, the Anger Value surged again!
The Emotion Value of Anger surged again as well!
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan was delighted.
Oh wow, what a nice guy!
"Forgot to tell you all, I’m just the guy to handle any disobedience!" Zhang Fan chuckled coldly, suddenly standing up.
The Learning Skill activated instantly!
At that moment, Zhang Fan’s eyes became incredibly deep!
Zhang Fan raised his head, took a deep look at the canvas, and then closed his eyes!
Instantly, Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and picked up the brush!
Swish swish swish!
The brush moved like a dragon!
Seeing this scene, countless people on site went into an uproar.
"What the hell is Zhang Fan trying to do?"
"Painting with eyes closed? Damn, this is just showing off too much!"
"What the hell, this is insane!"
"Heh, kid, painting oil paintings with eyes closed? Do you even know how to paint? Oil painting is not like traditional painting; it requires resemblance! Even a slight mistake, the whole painting is ruined!" Kolun Mingduo laughed brilliantly!
Competing with him in talent?
This young punk, does he even deserve it?
Kolun Mingduo is the shining star in the world of oil painting!
Meanwhile, Zong Yuan, Liu Daoming, Mo Ganfu, and Mike Daway stood up simultaneously, staring at Zhang Fan!
Hou Dusheng, being able to speak of Zhang Fan in front of so many people, and wagering his position as deputy director of the Education Bureau, it’s definitely not simple.
Swish swish swish!
Watching that hand move like an afterimage, the eyes of Zong Yuan and the others flickered fiercely.
At this moment, they began to have doubts.
Is Hou Dusheng out of his mind?
What the hell is this, painting?
It’s completely reckless.
Next moment, they looked at the canvas!
Seeing the messy, even graffiti-like strokes on the canvas, they took a deep breath, and anger gradually surfaced on their faces.
"Hou Dusheng, you’re just being reckless!" Zong Yuan shook his head at Hou Dusheng, then turned around and walked straight off the stage.
"Hou Dusheng, honestly, where did you get this oil painting?" Liu Daoming didn’t leave like Zong Yuan did.
After all, whether or not this painting was done by Zhang Fan,
It is, without a doubt, a new style.
As a member of the oil painting community, he’s naturally curious about where this painting came from.
As long as this question is clarified, then his trip would be worthwhile.
"Yes, Mr. Hou Dusheng, where did this painting come from?" Mo Ganfu and Mike Daway also walked up to Hou Dusheng to ask.
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Hou Dusheng’s heart was collapsing!
Honestly, he really wanted to hit someone right now.
Damn it!
I’ve already brought the person in front of you, and he’s even painting for you, yet you still don’t believe it?
This person is Zhang Fan, absolutely.
Where do you want me to find someone else?
How about finding a ghost, huh?
At the same time, Hou Dusheng looked at Zhang Fan.
But just at that moment, Zhang Fan threw away the brush, then picked up another one, his wrist moving like an afterimage!
However, that wasn’t the key point, the key point was, Zhang Fan’s left hand also picked up a brush.
Both hands, at an incredibly high frequency, kept vibrating.
Seeing this scene, Hou Dusheng’s heart nearly stopped.
Damn, damn!
Zhang Fan, are you crazy?
I didn’t have any grudge against you, did I? I didn’t offend you, did I?
Why are you doing this to me?
What you’re doing isn’t painting; you’re showing off your Qilin Arm, right?
Seeing Hou Dusheng’s blank expression, Kolun Mingduo started to sneer: "Heh, Hou Dusheng, right? Deputy Director of Capital City’s Education Bureau, right? Heh, you’re going to pay for what you’ve done today!"
No matter what, Zhang Fan was brought over by Hou Dusheng.
He was humiliated by Zhang Fan!
This debt, Hou Dusheng in front of him, must also be settled!
At the same time, below the high platform!
Sneers, continuous and endless!
Even a group from Tsinghua was shaking their heads!
"What on earth does Zhang Fan want to do! Damn, he must be crazy!"
"Looking at him, I really don’t believe he knows how to paint! With closed eyes, both hands, and such high frequency! You think I’ve never had a friend who paints or what?"
Meanwhile, Xu Xingwang’s side was also astonished!
"You guys, what exactly is Brother Fan doing?"
"Don’t ask me, I can’t figure it out either."
"What’s there to worry about, what team are we? The Slap Team! Our leader is the leader of the Slap Team, so that Kolun Mingduo is definitely getting slapped."
"But, Brother Fan looks really out of place!"
"Leader, we’ve got a traitor in our midst!" Someone suddenly shouted.
"..."
One minute!
Two minutes!
By the third minute, Zhang Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
"Hey hey hey, Director Hou, why are you still here, weren’t you supposed to heat my buns and fried dough sticks for me! Don’t be unfaithful!" Zhang Fan tossed away the last two brushes in his hands, strolling towards Hou Dusheng with a face full of grievance.
Snatching the buns out of Hou Dusheng’s hands, he pulled up a chair and started gnawing on them.
"Can’t waste them, luckily it’s summer, they’re still warm!"
Hearing this, Hou Dusheng was about to break down completely.
Damn, damn!
Even if I were to heat it in the microwave, it’s only been three minutes, three minutes!
Are you reborn as some starving ghost or what?
Weren’t you painting?
You’re trying to ruin my life!
"Zhang Fan, I don’t remember offending you?" Hou Dusheng finally couldn’t hold back and gritted his teeth to ask.
Zhang Fan looked up: "Oh, Director Hou, if you did offend me, do you think you’d still be standing here? Don’t kid yourself!"
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Hou Dusheng nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Damn, what do you mean by that?
What do you mean?
Even if I did offend you, do you think you can stop me from standing here?
Come on! Come on! Let’s hurt each other!
At this moment, Hou Dusheng felt like he was going crazy.
But considering his future prospects, he could only take a deep breath, walk over to Zhang Fan, and said softly: "Zhang Fan, can we stop eating right now? How about we paint first, okay? As long as you finish painting, um, the painting from two days ago, I’ll treat you to a feast! A feast!"
Honestly, Hou Dusheng couldn’t think of any other way except trying to stay on Zhang Fan’s good side.
Expel Zhang Fan?
Don’t be ridiculous; with a genius like him, if he dared to expel him, someone would dare to expel him instead.
He really can’t afford to mess with him!
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes: "Please, I’ve already finished painting, okay? I, Zhang Fan, am not someone who runs away halfway through a task, and letting some trash call me trash in my face, would I let that slide?
I’m very petty!"
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At that instant, countless eyeballs bulged!
Zhang Fan, bring your head here!
Finished painting? You think we’re blind?
Within just three minutes, what the hell could you paint?
And then, countless eyes instinctively moved from Zhang Fan to his canvas.
And in that moment, countless exclamations erupted.
"Holy shit!"
"Damn it!"
"Zhang Fan, you hacker!"
Those who could see Zhang Fan’s canvas had faces full of shock.
Because at this moment, on Zhang Fan’s canvas, there indeed was a painting!
Moreover, it was exactly the same as the painting that Liu Daoming and the others had been studying earlier!
How the hell is this possible!
Three minutes! Just three minutes!