"What do you mean by that?" After listening to Wang Kang's words, Yang Xiuwen's face was even worse.

Is this to find fault with his paintings?

How ridiculous!

"Do you know where your funniest part is?" Wang Kang asked coldly.

Before waiting for Yang Xiuwen's reply, Wang Kang shook his head and said, "how can a man who has never seen the hardships of life and has never experienced them draw the essence of it and call it the picture of human purgatory?"

"You can call it an exit!"

Wang Kang's words made Yang Xiuwen have a toothache. I don't understand. You black sheep, do you understand? Say I'm rich and beautiful? You are more than me!

"I know what you want to say?" Wang Kang saw what Yang Xiuwen meant.

"To tell you the truth, I haven't experienced this," Wang Kang said in a deep voice. "But one thing I know is logic."

"The picture of human purgatory you drew is divided into four parts. The first one is the people under the chaos of war. Looking at your painting, you use a lot of ink to draw the cruelty of war, but there are very few descriptions of the people!"

"And one thing, that's the look, the look! What you drew is even more wrong! "

"You're bullshit Hearing this, Yang Xiuwen immediately yelled: "what is not despair when people encounter war?"

"Not despair, but fear!"

Wang Kang said in a deep voice: "war is coming, war is in disorder, and there is no fixed place to live. At that time, more emotions are fear, for fear of being killed indiscriminately!"

"What should have been despair was in the second picture, but you used it as fear!"

"Second, in the year of drought, the crops are not harvested, the land is dry, the crops are dry, the villagers are lying on the ground, holding the Loess Fear in the eyes? "

"What the hell are you?"

After hearing Wang Kang's words, Yang Xiuwen was stunned. He turned his head and looked at his painting

"Don't look, your expression is clearly fear, here should be despair!"

Wang Kang said with disdain: "farmers have been working hard for a year, but they are suffering from severe drought, no rain, and the crops are dead. This is the real despair, because they have nothing to do!"

"And your third..." Wang Kang then commented: "the most ridiculous thing is that your fourth mate is hungry, cold and homeless The painting is really tragic, but you have committed a serious logic problem! "

"One of the people you drew was a fat man!" Wang Kang sneered.

"This..."

They talked loudly, and the others were brought in by Wang Kang. After listening carefully, Yang Xiuwen's painting was really a fat man.

"What's the problem with fat people?" Dong Hui doubts a way: "this Wang Kang is to pick a bone in the egg!"

The others looked at each other, not knowing what they meant.

Only Dong Yiwu's face was a little ugly.

"So what?" Yang Xiuwen asked in a strong voice.

"It seems that you really don't understand!" Wang Kang shook his head and said, "how can a homeless man who is hungry, cold and hungry be a fat man?"

"There are a lot of such people, I didn't know before, but you go to the western suburbs to have a look!" Wang Kang stepped forward and said in a cold voice.

"They should be sallow and skinny. How can they be fat? Have you ever seen a fat man who can't eat for a long time?"

"You You're completely unreasonable Yang Xiuwen's face became more and more ugly, but when he said this, he felt guilty.

Because all of what Wang Kang said is on the point. If you think about it carefully, you can understand it.

"Am I being unreasonable, or do you not know common sense?" Wang Kang stepped forward again, only a few steps away from Yang Xiuwen.

He asked coldly, "painting is to record the people, objects and scenery around you. There are many kinds of paintings, realistic and metaphorical!"

"And your picture of human purgatory is not realistic, and the meaning is not clear!"

"You..." Under Wang Kang's questioning, Yang Xiuwen felt guilty and stepped back!

At this time, Wang Kang took another step forward. "Painting is a painting, but more importantly, we should draw the heart. Only with the heart as the pen and the feeling as the paper can we draw excellent works!"

"And you, a heartless and heartless man, don't talk about painting!"

Wang Kang asked in a loud voice, like a sharp knife into the heart, what Yang Xiuwen wanted to say to refute, but he didn't open his mouth at all, and the whole brain was blank!

"Such a level, such a mind, also dare to be a little painting saint? You're insulting the painter

Wang Kang took another step forward. Looking at Wang Kang close at hand, Yang Xiuwen only felt that it was a spiritual torture!

And he is all in, the mind is flustered under, is to retreat one step backward again.

Behind him is the painting case. This retreat shakes the painting case and makes the pigment on it overturn, which is just on the picture of human purgatory he painted!

The original painting was directly contaminated and covered with colorful pigments!

"My painting!" Yang Xiuwen suddenly exclaimed, picked up a look, and then"Ha ha!" Seeing this scene, Wang Kang laughed and said: "this is the real picture of human purgatory!"

"You are the black sheep of your family, destroying my painting!" Yang Xiuwen's face was hard to see.

"Destroy your painting?" Wang Kang opened his hand innocently and said, "what does it have to do with me? You touched the painting plan and knocked over the paint yourself. Do you want to rely on me? "

"What's more, the rubbish you painted will be destroyed if it's destroyed. What's so painful about it?"

This is the real thorn to Yang Xiuwen. His elaborate paintings are extremely belittled by Wang Kang. The key is that he can't find any reason to refute them!

"I'll tell you!"

Wang Kang suddenly came up to Yang Xiuwen's ear and said in a cold voice: "this is just the beginning. I will let you pay the price a little bit!"

"You..."

The cold voice made Yang Xiuwen feel numb. When he looked back, he just gave Wang Kang a cold look, which made him shiver!

He knows what Wang Kang is talking about. It's about his cousin Su Zhe. He wants to take revenge for him!

After that, Wang Kang returned to his position.

People who saw this scene were all silly. Yang Xiuwen, known as a little saint of painting, was so confused by repeated questions that he accidentally polluted his painting

No matter how calm Dong Yiwu was, he stood up and pointed to Wang Kang. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.

Mr. Wen shook his head and said, "I don't need to say more about this. The ratio of painting has been determined. Do you have any opinions?"

"I don't mind!" Li Jitong echoed.

"And you? Lord Luo

"I..." Luochuannan is also ugly, originally must win a game, now unexpectedly out of such an accident.

Even he couldn't find out what was wrong with the picture of the black sheep blooming with a lotus flower. Looking at Yang Xiuwen's dejected appearance at the moment, he was even more angry and gave a cold hum.

"In that case, I'll announce once again that Wang Kang of the Earl's house won the painting contest!" The text is announced directly.

For a moment, Dong Yiwu's face became gloomy.

At this time, Wang Kang suddenly opened his mouth. He looked at Dong Hui on the stage and said with a smile, "Dong Er Shao, I heard very clearly just now. If you say I can paint, you eat all the paint!"

"Now that I have not only done it, but also won, what should you do?"