Chapter 704

"What's your heart?"

As soon as Zhang Mingyuan asked this, everyone's eyes looked at he Jinyin.

Even Lin Zhennan's face is not very good.

He Jinyin smiled and said, "I came here with this blank drawing paper. I just want to draw a picture on site and give it to Mr. Lin as a birthday gift to show my heart."

WOW!

As soon as he said this, it was like thunder on the ground, which made the scene an uproar.

Did I hear you right?

The little white face said he would paint a picture on the spot? Will he?

"Hahaha..." at this time, Zhang Mingyuan suddenly laughed.

He Yinyin asked, "what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at your unkindness and your use of such a bad excuse to cover up your bad intentions." Zhang Mingyuan stood up and said, "you are a visiting son-in-law, a little white face who eats soft food. Do you know what painting is?"

What?

Is he a visiting son-in-law?

A little white face with a soft meal?

Just now, many people were not very clear about the identity of he Jinyin.

Everyone thought that he was just an ordinary man who knew some medical skills. Then he happened to save Mr. Lin Zhennan before he was qualified to attend the birthday dinner. But unexpectedly, he was the door-to-door son-in-law.

After a long time, he Jinyin received another wave of people's disdain.

Lin Zhennan was also stunned and wondered, "doctor he, can you draw?"

There were so many people on the scene that none of them thought he Jinyin could draw.

Only one person, who has widened his eyes, is ready to witness Mr. He's painting again. And that person, of course, is Mr. Ling Falcon who knows he Jinyin's heroic identity.

He Jinyin nodded slightly and said, "I know a little."

"If you know a little, how dare you draw a picture for uncle Lin? Don't draw a ghost amulet. " Zhang Mingyuan despised.

"Don't make a fool of yourself here. You have to draw in front of painting masters like Zhang Lao and Zhang Shao."

"It's really a big axe in front of Luban."

"Stop pretending here, young man. Don't always think of showing off. Be calm!"

“……”

Many people present, you say a word, I say a word, one after another, think what gold and silver, certainly can't draw anything.

Even Lin Zhennan is not interested in watching him draw.

As for Lin wansha, she was very disappointed. She was very fond of he Jinyin before. Unexpectedly, he Jinyin is such a showman.

All the people in the audience didn't want to see he Jinyin draw. They were not interested.

Only Ling Falcon stood up and said, "since Mr. He wants to draw, please let him draw."

Then he turned his head and ordered the waiter: "you, hurry to get the brush!"

Ling falcon is the owner of the hotel. Naturally, the waiter listened to him and immediately did it.

Originally, under the rhythm of Zhang Mingyuan, everyone didn't want he Jinyin to draw.

However, Ling Falcon sent someone to get the brush. We didn't give him face.

After all, Ling falcon is also the owner of one of the nine second tier rich families in Jiangnan City and the owner of this Jiangnan Hotel.

About a few minutes later, the waiter found a brush and handed it to Mr. Ling falcon.

Mr. Ling Falcon respectfully took the brush and handed it to he Jinyin with great expectation.

He is... Very eager to see Mr. He create again.

I don't know what kind of paintings Mr. He will create this time.

Will it surpass the painting of the "unknown" that he made the finishing touch last time? Will it surpass the picture of the ROC spreading its wings?

After he Jinyin took over the brush, he looked around and pondered.

He's brewing.

In fact, he had already thought about what to draw.

However, we have to observe it again and brew it again.

But others don't think he's brewing. But I think he is just playing tricks and wasting everyone's time.

At this time, Zhang Mingyuan glanced coldly and hummed: "pretending to be a master makes him look like a master. He even took the wrong way to take the brush. If he can draw, I'll eat it! "

Others looked at he Jinyin contemptuously.

Even Lin Zhennan seemed a little impatient.

Suddenly——

At this time, he Jinyin suddenly moved.

He took the brush and then closed his eyes. The brush in his hand was like a snake and began to draw.

what?

Draw with your eyes closed?

At this moment, everyone was surprised.

In the crowd, someone shouted, "such a pretender should really drive him out!"

Everyone can't stand it.

However, only Ling Falcon opened his eyes more and more brightly.

Draw with your eyes closed. God, is that great?

When he Jinyin's painting reached its initial scale, even Zhang was surprised.

"This... This stroke is so familiar." Old Zhang was surprised. He felt that this man's painting style was the same as the mask hero he had seen before.

Is the man in front of me... A mask hero?

Old Zhang was excited at the thought of this possibility.

But now he's not sure.

Because the painting hasn't been completed yet!

"Shua Shua ~ ~ ~"

At this time, he Jinyin's brush moves faster and faster. His paintings are becoming more and more vivid.

Finally, about 10 minutes later. A picture, presented.

Mr. Zhang and Mr. Ling Falcon can't wait to rush up.

Mr. Ling Falcon wants to have a first look at what this masterpiece painted by Mr. He will look like.

As for Zhang Lao, he wants to determine whether this Mr. He is a mask hero or not through this painting.

The two men came forward and blocked the things in the picture.

"This..." old Zhang stepped forward a few steps and finally saw the content of the painting.

When he saw the content, old Zhang was shocked and speechless.

Ling Falcon opened his mouth, as if he had seen a miracle.

"Grandpa, Mr. Ling, what's the matter with you? Is it because his paintings are too dreary for you to see? " Zhang Mingyuan couldn't see what was painted, so he asked.

Those who can't see the content of the painting think so.

However——

Next, everyone suddenly heard a shocked voice from old Zhang: "God... Divine work!"

"I'm really lucky to see such a masterpiece today!"

Ling Falcon was more excited than him, and his excited eyes were red. His mouth was wide open and he was too excited to say a word.

WOW!

At this moment, the crowd was more than an uproar.

It's a rough sea!

This is incredible.

This little white face painting, unexpectedly, was said by old Zhang to be a masterpiece.

What's going on?

At this time, everyone's heart was both shocked and curious.

Previously, people who originally disdained to see he Jinyin's paintings crowded their heads to see what happened.

This one came forward and looked at the picture. They were all shocked and opened their mouths.

Even if... Even those who don't understand painting, when they see this painting, they are surprised to open their eyes and mouth. I think this is a masterpiece!

"This painting is awesome!"

At this time, Lin wansha was also curious.

She also pushed aside the crowd and looked at the picture drawn by Dr. he. This time, my heart also trembled.

Zhang Mingyuan is curious

What did this little white face draw?

Unexpectedly, his grandfather was shocked to say it was a masterpiece.

He was so curious that he squeezed his head and looked at the painting.

This look

His heart was also shocked.

This... This is really... A masterpiece!

Even if Zhang Mingyuan despised he Jinyin, he had to admit that the painting he Jinyin painted was a masterpiece.

I saw that the content of the painting was actually the situation at the dinner party!

There were hundreds of people at the dinner. In addition to people, there are room layout, dining tables, fruits, cakes and other things.

And these were painted on it by he Jinyin.

The painting is lifelike. The people on it, all kinds of expressions, express incisively and vividly.

Hundreds of people, hundreds of expressions, are actually drawn by vivid situations.

This... This is not a masterpiece. What is it?

Moreover, the most important thing is that he Jinyin only took more than ten minutes to draw such a difficult picture.

In addition, the painting is more realistic and artistic conception than that taken by the camera. Completely put that joy on the paper.

Zhang Mingyuan can't find any adjectives to describe the painting.

"Mr. He, what's the name of this picture, please?" At this time, old Zhang gently touched the edge of the painting and asked excitedly.

"100 guests at dinner!" He Jinyin answered word by word.