The giants counterattack: the queen of mercenaries blows up the world

Chapter 156 Evaluation: Masterpiece!

It's a picture of a flying warbler flying over grass!

The drawing is——

The willows are blowing, the wind is nothing but the grass is slightly curved, and the warbler is flying. This painting is clean and refreshing, which reveals a bit of indifference in a free and easy way.

It is clearly a painting, and what is in the painting is also a scene, but it gives people an immersive feeling of penetrating the canvas and feeling the idyllic beauty.

The original idea of ​​this painting is simple, but it is quite expressive.

The scenery and environment in the painting set off each other, so it is full of vitality, an ordinary picture of happy spring!

It makes people feel extremely interesting when they see it!A few wisps of yearning color appeared for no reason!

Xiang Ling was in a daze for a while before recovering from the painting.

The artistic conception of this painting is so beautiful!

Her eyes moved down, eager to know who drew such a wonderful painting!

There are still such wonderful people in this world!

But when he saw that name, Xiang Ling was dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.

Just because that name is none other than——

Ye Jiu! !

Seeing it for a moment, Xiang Ling was suddenly dumbfounded.

how can that be?

Such a good painting was actually made by Ye Jiu?

It was as if she had been slapped severely by Ye Jiu, and her face began to burn with pain!

For a moment, she felt that her self-confidence was shattered to pieces by Ye Jiu.

Looking at the painting, Xiang Ling's eyes almost burst into anger.

"Ye Jiu", these two flamboyant but domineering signature words made her want to tear them apart just by seeing them!

However, Xiang Ling knew that she couldn't be presumptuous here, otherwise even her senior brother wouldn't be able to keep her.

Thinking of this, Xiang Ling raised his head and glanced vaguely at the staff next to him.

I found that other people were still busy sorting out the entries, and no one noticed her side.

Xiang Ling looked at the painting in his hand again, with a little more disdain in his expression.

This is definitely not Ye Jiu's painting!

She must have plagiarized!

This painting does not have decades of painting skills, and it will definitely not be able to draw such an artistic conception!

To put it bluntly, even my own teacher can't have such painting skills!

Ever since she knew that Ye Jiu would also participate in traditional Chinese painting, she tried her best to find the paintings that Ye Jiu painted in high school...

Although it is not a Chinese painting, an insider can tell at a glance what her painting style and artistic conception are!

Ye Jiu's high school paintings are completely different from this one!

It was as if another person had come to paint this painting!

One is dog chop!Painting is like nothing!

One is a masterpiece!The artistic conception is beautiful and vivid!

Anyone who looks at it can tell at a glance that these two paintings are definitely not made by the same person!

Xiang Ling pursed her lips, remembering that Song Miaoqing said that Ye Jiu could enter the top five.

It suddenly occurred to her that Song Miaoqing secretly bought paintings by famous artists to help Ye Jiu!

Thinking of this, strong disdain flashed in Xiang Ling's eyes.

'snort!I want to use other people's paintings to mix it up! '

'Ye Ji!I won't let you get what you want! '

Seeing that no one noticed her, Xiang Ling took out Ye Jiu's painting, carefully opened the zipper of the backpack, rolled up Ye Jiu's painting and stuffed it in.

"Brother, where is the master? He finally came to Lin'an City, I must visit his old man..."

Simply put, the Chinese paintings were almost done, so Xiang Ling's brother said goodbye to the other staff members, and took Xiang Ling outside.

On the other side, Xiang Ling's senior brother drove Xiang Ling to a mountainside villa.

In the yard, a person was grinding, and there were pens, ink, paper and inkstone neatly placed on the desk.

The paper was blank, but there were a few scraps of old paper on the ground.

"Master, I'm here to see you."

Here, seeing this person, Xiang Ling quickly walked towards the old man who was grinding, with an indescribably happy face.

The old man is Zheng Songzhu, a well-known painter in the painting world!

At that time, he raised his head and asked calmly, "Why are you here? You don't have to go to school today?"

"Didn't I hear that you are also coming to An City, the apprentice misses Master so much!"

Xiang Ling walked to Zheng Songzhu's side with a smile, and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zheng Songzhu sighed and put down the brush in his hand.

"Come in and sit."

The three sat down one by one in the living room, and after a brief exchange of greetings, Xiang Ling took out the painting he had just brought back from the Art Association.

"Master, take a look at which master's painting this painting is from?"

Xiang Ling spread out the painting on the low table, and asked in a low voice.

On the side, Xiang Ling's senior brother suddenly asked in surprise:

"Junior Sister, why did you bring back the entries!?"

In the lower left corner of the painting, it is clearly written——Ye Jiu, made on XX, XX, XX.

On the other hand, Master Zheng Songzhu looked at the painting without saying a word, but stared blankly at this picture of the grass growing and the eagle flying.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh:

"Master's work!"