The opening saint broke into my backyard

The faces of Xi Mengyao and Xi Mengting darkened instantly.

"Hey, the weather was fine just now. Why did it thunder?"

"That's right, what's going on?"

"Some man must be swearing."

"Oh, it must be so."

The people next to him started talking about it.

The faces of Xi Mengyao and Xi Mengting turned even darker.

Zhuo Xiaofan was furious: "Damn it, I swear, why are you cooperating so much, aren't you talking about me?"

Xiao Jin giggled from the side: "Master, I have already said that it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Why do you make such an oath? Isn't this digging a hole for yourself?"

Zhuo Xiaofan glared at Xiao Jin: "Go away."

But Zhuo Xiaofan really couldn't figure out that his oath never violated his heart.

At this moment, a crisp, crisp sound was heard.A man covered his cheeks and said to the woman in front of him with an aggrieved face, "I really didn't lie to you."

The woman said angrily: "It's no wonder that a man's mouth and a woman's legs are unreliable. How dare you swear, even God can't stand it."

Zhuo Xiaofan shrugged aggrievedly: "Look at me, this unlucky bastard who has been blamed again."

Seeing this appearance, Xi Mengyao giggled very much.

Shuiyue stood on the main seat, and said softly: "Young masters, the young lady is not talented, so I dare to try with you gentlemen, please be merciful, gentlemen."

The voice was so numb that the bones of the men present were so numb that they seemed to be unable to hold a pen.

It's just that these people secretly said in their hearts: "I'm merciful with the hammer, I've given you mercy, what should we do? It's not that we are against ourselves, we are very merciful."

Shuiyue said: "For the sake of fairness, we will use the peony in front of us as the material. Whoever draws it most vividly will be the winner today."

"it is good."

"can."

Seeing that everyone has no objections, Shuiyue immediately picks up a brush and paints.

Seeing that Shuiyue started to write, everyone hurriedly started to write.

Especially those surnamed Bian and Hu.After observing it for a while, I picked up a brush and drew it fluently.After only a few strokes, the charm of the peony is completely on the paper.

But only Zhuo Xiaofan didn't make a move.

Xiao Jin asked anxiously from the side: "Master, why are you still not writing?"

Mr. Qin on the side stopped his brush and giggled: "Is there any need to ask? Your master must have seen the paintings of Mr. Bian and Mr. Hu, and he felt ashamed and dared not paint."

The one surnamed Bian and the one surnamed Hu smiled complacently. It seems that Mr. Qin's words have some truth.Some people just like to brag too much, so you should kill their vigor.

Zhuo Xiaofan ignored Mr. Qin's words, but murmured: "I seldom draw peonies on weekdays."

Mr. Qin seemed to grab Zhuo Xiaofan's braid, and said excitedly: "If you are inferior to others, you are inferior to others. You are quite good at making excuses."

Zhuo Xiaofan looked at the excited Young Master Qin and said: "You misunderstood, I mean, painting peonies is too low-level, it's not difficult, it doesn't show my level at all."

"Pa" Mr. Qin felt as if he had been slapped on the face by something.

But then he jumped up and down like a urea-filled shrimp: "I almost believed it. You guys are so good at bragging. If you don't, you won't. What excuses do you have? Since you're too low-level, Then you should try to draw one.”

"In this case, let me satisfy your curiosity." Zhuo Xiaofan paused.Then he picked up the pen, brushed and drew on the paper.

After a while, Zhuo Xiaofan put down the pen in his hand, clapped his hands together: "Okay. Let's go, let's go out to get some air, and then come back."

"What? Okay? What the hell are you talking about? I've spent a few cups of tea before you, but you haven't drawn it well, so you can just draw a few strokes?" Mr. Qin said depressedly.

Even Mr. Bian and Mr. Hu were taken aback for a moment, then stopped the pens in their hands, and looked at Zhuo Xiaofan in disbelief.

"No, go out to get some air? I'm afraid this is just an excuse. Hehe, I see, this guy must have seen the paintings of the masters. He was afraid of losing, and then he started pretending, scribbled a few strokes, and found an excuse to get away. .” Mr. Qin began to analyze like a great detective.

"It makes sense, it makes sense." Mr. Qin and a few good-for-nothings stopped Zhuo Xiaofan.

Zhuo Xiaofan was not annoyed, but chuckled: "Okay, then we'll wait for the good show."

Mr. Qin just wanted to go to see Zhuo Xiaofan, but was stopped by the organizer.

The organizer told Mr. Qin that for the sake of fairness, the contestants should not refer to other people's paintings when drawing.Because sometimes the opponent will get inspiration from other people's paintings, or learn other people's techniques.

Mr. Qin and the others had no choice but to give up. Anyway, if there is an opportunity to humiliate him, doesn't it mean that the longer you wait, the more you will feel it?Hey, kid, just wait for me.

Half an hour later, Miss Shuiyue completed the painting.Mr. Bian also completed the painting, and Mr. Hu just happened to complete the painting.

Some of the others finished the painting, while others gave up in discouragement.

When Shuiyue girl showed her painting, the people present made a sound of amazement, it was not painted, it was printed.The peony in that picture is so lifelike, just like a real flower.What's even more amazing is that a bee flew over and landed on it, as if it wanted to collect honey.

"It's simply a masterpiece."

"Yes, this painting is really beautiful."

"Miss Shuiyue is not only beautiful, but also draws so well. She is really a peerless beauty."

Everyone praised Shuiyue girl from the heart and lungs.

At this moment, two bees flew over, and they were going to fly to Shuiyue girl's painting, but they seemed to find something, after turning around, they landed on Bian Qing's painting.

"Wow, it seems that Mr. Bian is still very skilled." Someone exclaimed.

Mr. Bian smiled smugly, but still pretended to be humble and said: "Where, where, it's your concession."

Mr. Bian deliberately glanced at Hu Dan, not to mention the pride in his eyes, both of them are equally famous masters, in the painting world, whenever they are mentioned, they will be compared with each other.So the two often compete secretly.

Under this comparison, the superiority and inferiority of the two are immediately apparent.How can Mr. Bian be unhappy?Hu Dan was dissatisfied, but he didn't know what to do.

On the other hand, Mr. Qin was also very excited.Whether Mr. Bian wins or Mr. Hu wins, it doesn't matter to me, as long as it's not Zhuo Xiaofan winning.