Chapter 150

Naturally, Wang Kang didn't know that Yang Xiuwen had done such mean things. He just had doubts, and there was no concrete evidence.

At this moment, the joy of winning the first martial arts competition is also diluted, because the second painting competition is about to start, and Su Zhe has not Get it back!

Wang Dingchang obviously understood the advantages and disadvantages. Yes, they only won one game. For them, the rule is that they must win all three games before they can win.

"Su Zhe had an accident. He must have been killed by them!" Wang Dingchang said angrily.

"It's no surprise that a mean man does mean things!" Wang Kang said with a gloomy face.

"But the competition is just around the corner. Where can we find the painter now? Even if we find him temporarily, we won't be Yang Xiuwen's opponent."

Wang Dingchang said, suddenly eyes a bright look to Lin Yuyan, "or you go to Yuyan!"

"Me?" Lin Yuyan was surprised, and then said, "I know some painting, but I'm not proficient in it. It's more difficult to be elegant. Compared with Yang Xiuwen, I'm afraid..."

She didn't go on. Several people understood what she meant.

Although Yang Xiuwen is not shameful in his character, he has his talent in painting, otherwise he would not have the reputation of a little painter.

"That's just You're on Wang Dingchang sighed, "it seems that we are doomed to lose!"

"Not necessarily!" Wang Kang shook his head.

"What's Kang er's plan?" Wang Dingchang asked pleasantly.

Before Wang Kang could reply, Li Jitong stood up and said, "the result of the first martial arts contest is very obvious. I don't think I need to say more."

"It's up to count Fuyang to win!"

His tone is also with joy, thought it was a losing game, but there was a surprise.

This gave him a little confidence in the count's house.

Then he said, "next we'll start the second competition, painting!"

"Painting involves a wide range of subjects, including portraits of human beings, flowers, birds, fish and insects, as well as beautiful mountains and rivers. Painting is like poetry and prose, so it should have its own theme."

"The text of the public immersion in painting for a long time, especially good at landscape painting, this time by his topic!"

Hearing this, fan Wengong said with a smile, "it's Mr. Li who praised me. I'm just idle at home to pass the time. How can I be good at it?"

Then he said: "the contest of the feudalism is very important. The emperor Zhao asked me to judge it. It's his trust in me. I think you should also be convinced."

"That's nature. Who knows if the text is public and trustworthy?"

"Zhengwengong, naturally we believe in it."

A few people are congenial, even prefect luochuannan is no exception.

Fan Jingwen, a former official of the imperial court, had many students in the old department. Although he abdicated, he still can't be underestimated.

In contrast, he is more convincing, and now he is old, so he will never do anything to destroy his reputation.

It is recognized by all parties that other banks should judge and blame themselves.

After hearing this, the master said with a smile, "I'm going to make a topic right now. Painting is not a simple one. It's indispensable to convey the spirit and freehand brushwork. It's even more difficult to see a famous painting. Today I'll make a topic!"

"Each of the participants drew a pair of paintings, whose paintings were the most touching, even if they were in tears, they would win! There is no limit to what time we can draw for this pillar of incense, but we must have a conception. "

After listening to this topic, several people were surprised. This kind of requirement not only tests painting skills, but also requires freehand brushwork. It requires painters to integrate their emotions into the painting

Although there is no limit to painting, it is the most difficult. Under this kind of requirement, more attention is paid to freehand brushwork.

To make people moved to tears, only this is extremely difficult!

Yang Xiuwen, who is preparing for the end of the game, is also slightly stagnant. He is good at drawing shapes, moving from shape to reality.

However, the topic of Zhengwen Gong is to combine form and meaning, which is not good for him.

But in a moment, he laughed, even so, it was nothing, because he had no opponent at all.

Su Zhe has been persecuted by him, and now I don't know how to find a painter in such a short time.

Even if we find him, can we compare him?

Dong Yiwu obviously also understands this. The haze of losing the first game is no longer there. Instead, he has a smile on his face. He doesn't even have anyone to compete with. What do you win?

At this time, a special person has moved in the painting plan. All kinds of brush painting tools are well prepared, right under the high platform and in the sight of everyone.

In front of the case was a censer, in which a pillar of incense had been inserted, but it had not been ignited. It was used to record the time.

Wang Kang is also slightly stunned, a column of incense time, but also half an hour of time ah!

"What to do?" Wang Dingchang's face was so ugly that he was about to compete.

At the moment, Yang Xiuwen has been sitting in the position, he did not speak, but looked at Wang Kang provocatively."What? Isn't Mr. Li announcing the start yet? " Sheriff luochuannan asked.

All the people present have seen the predicament of Fuyang Earl's residence. They don't seem to have any staff?

Do you want to play this game again, or do you want to hide it as before?

Luochuannan's urging is not to give him time to prepare. The first defeat is unexpected, but the second one can't be like this

"Yes, Mr. Li is ready. Why don't you announce the start?"

At this time, the envoys sent by Xuanping also spoke.

This made Li Jitong look a little ugly. His intention was to spend more time in the count's residence.

After all, there's only one incense bar for the competition.

It's too much time for painting.

And they didn't even have people in place.

What is Wang Dingchang doing? Li Jitong scolded himself.

"Zhou Qing," Wang Kang called.

"What's the matter, young master?"

"in the dark Pavilion of my carriage, there is a pot of Du Kang Baijiu, and bring it to me!" Wang Kang said.

"What do you want wine for?" Lin Yuyan asked in surprise.

"Yes," said Zhou Qing.

Wang Kang did not explain, looking at the field elated Yang Xiuwen face is also more cold.

Now he has been basically sure that Su Zhe's cousin's accident is likely to be saved by him.

Wang Dingchang shakes his head. Is it his son who wants to drink because he is in a bad mood?

It's just this occasion. It's not suitable!

"Young Master Kang, where are the people in your Earl's house? Why don't you play yet? " At this time, Dong Hui jumped out again.

"You don't know that another woman next to Master Kang is a talented woman in Yongzhou. She can draw naturally."

"Ha ha, young master Kang can only rely on women, but talented women in Yongzhou can't compete with young master Yang!"

Several people are competing to ridicule.

"Lord Li, what are you waiting for?" Luochuannan saw Li Jitong's intention and asked again.

No way, Li Jitong announced with a low sigh, "now, the painting contest begins!"

All eyes are on Wang Kang's side.

"Yu Yan Go ahead Wang Dingchang said with a heavy face,

"OK!" Lin Yuyan also knows that at the moment, there is no one else besides her. It's better to lose than no one else.

"No!" Wang Kang grabbed Lin Yuyan, stood up and said in a deep voice, "I'll come!"