Chapter 61

Recently, Lin and ye have always been confused. All careful students have helped remind them seven or eight times. Shame, shame. Now I finally begin to understand why most authors like to use the East, west gate, Nangong and Beiming when writing Donghuan - because these surnames are not easy to confuse. And this book is a little muddy just Lin Heye. If you add another Yang, it is estimated that you will be confused and can't find the north. So the next book must come again!

In addition, another 70000 words will be transferred from 2K party to 3K party, mm-hmm!)

quarter!? Looking at the one meter square drawing board, everyone was surprised. To finish such a large painting in a quarter of an hour, not to mention ye Wuchen, who doesn't know the depth, it should be too difficult for Lin Xiao, a genius of Tianzong.

Then, without any objection, they answered respectfully, and then stood in front of a drawing board supported by a wooden frame. Their faces were equally calm. Ye Wuchen's calm makes Lin Xiao a little wary, but he believes that even if ye Wuchen really has exquisite painting skills, he can never be his opponent.

"Then you can start now. In a quarter of an hour, the outcome will be judged by everyone here. Old Li, you count the time. "

"Yes!"

When the voice of Long Yin fell, the whole audience also quickly quieted down. A pair of eyes quietly stared at the competitive platform destroyed by the fire in the middle, afraid to make too much noise for fear of disturbing them.

Lin Xiao closed his eyes and hung the brush on the paper, but it didn't fall. It seemed that he had constructed a picture in his mind in advance. Ye Wuchen... His body tilted and his eyes fell on Lin Xiao. He looked at him with great interest. He didn't mean to start painting. Instead, he seemed to want to see how Lin Xiao wrote.

Everyone was both clear and disappointed. It seems that young Ye's family planned to give up from the beginning. This game is destined to be the performance of young Lin's family.

Finally, after about a minute, Lin Xiao opened his eyes, then the brush fell, and his right hand quickly waved on the drawing paper. The speed of writing was so fast that people could hardly see his hand clearly, and could only see a shaking shadow.

At this time, Lin Xiao's expression was focused and did not squint. He looked straight at the drawing board in front of him and completely turned a blind eye to the people's attention and ye Wuchen's abnormality. It was as if he had entered a selfless state of forgetting everything and only painting in his eyes.

Another half a minute later, his eyes suddenly closed again, but he still carried his pen like flying. He kept changing his pen and ink, but there was never a moment of error or pause.

"Dad, he painted with his eyes closed! How can this be done? " Hua shuirou whispered.

"Well, how do I know. Even if I'm free to count my toes, I won't do this painting. "

In fact, Hua shuirou regretted it as soon as she asked, because her father didn't even know a few big characters, let alone painting.

The bluebird on her shoulder let out another moaning. Hua shuirou held it in her hand, comforted and whispered, "Qing'er, wait a little longer, and then you can go home. You can eat anything you want. "

Close your eyes and paint... Ye Wuchen frowns a little. It seems that this "Tianlong's first talent" is not a false name.

He remembered that in his original world, there were many people who could draw with their eyes closed, but those who could draw with their eyes closed had never heard of them - except, of course, himself. To reach this level, you must first integrate your heart into a subtle painting environment, so that there is a painting in your heart, so that even if you close your eyes, your hands can freely depict the painting in your heart. But to reach this state, it is difficult for ordinary people to even imagine.

The people were already stunned, not to mention what kind of painting he would make, and what the result would be. Just his painting state at this time was enough to make them marvel. Moreover, he still closed his eyes.

As time passed, ye Wuchen still didn't write, but just watched Lin Xiao's hand. On the original white paper, white clouds in the sky and the Bank of the willow river have been depicted, and this is the place long Yin mentioned just now.

At his speed, it doesn't take a quarter of an hour, or even ten kinds. Ye Wuchen thought.

It seems that the young master of the Ye family really gave up. People thought again. No wonder, if they are facing Lin Xiao's amazing painting skills, they don't have the courage to write and show their ugliness. They might as well admit defeat cleanly.

Sure enough, just as ye Wuchen expected, Lin Xiao drew the last stroke, and then finally opened his eyes and put down the brush, but he didn't look at the painting in front of him, but looked next to ye Wuchen, who was also looking at him, and a faint smile arose from the corners of his mouth.

Looking at the white paper without ink in front of him, he knew he had won, and he had won completely.

"Your Majesty, Lin Xiao has finished. Please have a look." Lin Xiao said, got out of the way and showed the just completed work in the sight of everyone.

Suddenly, there was an uncontrollable exclamation.

The sky is blue and dotted with a few white clouds. Under the sky lies a clear lake. The water in the lake is sparkling, fish spit bubbles, boats swim, a willow droops by the lake, and an autumn cicada seems to be singing on the branches. Under the tree, a young girl stood by the tree, with a touch of joy in her eyebrows, intoxicated with the beauty of the lake in front of her. Willow leaves and branches are occasionally seen on the ground, and some have withered and yellow.

It's a very ordinary painting. There's nothing brilliant about the conception, but the exquisite and unparalleled painting skills make everyone admire and marvel“ Your majesty, didn't Mr. Lin draw the Qingshui lake you are going to? It's as like as two peas. " An attendant behind long Yin exclaimed“ you 're right! Lin Xiao knows what I mean, OK! Good painting! It's really good! " Long Yin sighed loudly, not stingy of his praise. Lin Xiao himself slowly rotated the support of the drawing board, so that people around him in every direction could see clearly, and the exclamation sounded one after another with the rotation of the picture. Their voice has explained everything. Even ye Wei and Wang Wenshu have to admit that Lin Xiao's painting skills have really reached the peak“ This painting is called the Bank of Qingshui lake. It is the most common painting. Just then, Lin Xiao heard that his majesty wanted to go to Qingshui lake. He missed it in his heart. He was born with this work. Lin Xiao's lack of learning makes everyone laugh. " Lin Xiao finished and saluted around“ What do you think of this painting? " Long Yin asked. The majestic voice spread throughout the square with a heavy penetrating force“ OK! The painting is immersive and has no defects at all. I've been painting for decades. I think it's hard to be compared with others. Today I have to say the word "service!"“ It's amazing to be able to finish such a wonderful painting in such a short time. "“ This painting is much better than that made by childe Lin in the literary contest a few days ago. It seems that childe Lin did have reservations. "“ To paint a simple landscape painting to this extent is really worthy of the name of "Tianlong's first talent". Today it is really an eye opener. "“ Lin Gongzi's painting skills are really unique in his life. "{ Thank you for your support. Your support is our greatest motivation}this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation