A wealthy man offered a 10 billion yuan betrothal gift, and I married him!

Of course, if one follows the idea of ​​"A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", completing a reduced version of the original work is the fastest way to achieve the goal.

But Xi Meng is Liu Mu's idol.

She was unwilling to defile Xi Meng's paintings under such coercion.

Before he started to write, Liu Mu looked at Mila with an indifferent expression, "With your status, if you want me to paint on the spot, you are obviously not qualified. If you don't bring some chips, I feel very disadvantaged."

Everyone heard this and nodded.

Host: Reasonable.

Netizens: It’s so reasonable!

There is nothing wrong for a master of Tingxin's level to ask a contestant for some chips.

Even this is condescending!

Mila couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Who does Liu Mu think she is?

How dare you say Mila is not qualified?!

With such an identity, he still dares to ask for bargaining chips. He is so shameless.

Just wait and see if you get slapped in the face!

Mila looked Liu Mu up and down, her eyes full of contempt, "Tell me, what is the bargaining chip?"

"If my painting scores higher than yours, your place will be cancelled, you will not be allowed to participate in any painting competitions for three years, and you will have to apologize to me."

Liu Mu had a harmless smile on his face.

"What? Can't compete for three years? That's impossible!"

Mila immediately refused.

She just asked Liu Mu to give her painting a full score again and apologize formally.

Why did Liu Mu add another request?

This is not fair!

Liu Mu still had a smile on his face, "Don't agree? Then forget it."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to return to the stage.

Mila was puzzled. "You became a judge through backdoors, aren't you afraid of being scolded? Didn't you want to prove yourself by painting on the spot? Why are you going back on your word now? You have tarnished such an important competition, and the organizers will not let you down!"

Liu Mu shrugged and didn't even look back.

She doesn't care.

The name "Tingxin" is a golden signboard, she doesn't need any proof at all.

Seeing that Liu Mu ignored her, Mila became anxious.

Her original intention was to make Liu Mu look bad in public.

Let everyone, including Meng Shiting, see the true face of the vase.

But the woman stopped painting. How can we move forward?

Mila made up her mind and shouted at Liu Mu's back, "Wait, you have to paint on the spot today!"

She gritted her teeth in anger and said, "Three years is three years, I promise you!"

After much thought, Mila came to the conclusion that: after all, she had studied painting for more than ten years, and with Liu Mu's mediocre level, he was definitely no match for her.

Let alone three years, she would even dare to do it for thirty years!

After hearing this, Liu Mu finally stopped and sneered, "Okay, with so many people as witnesses, don't go back on your word."

Mila sneered, "Okay, on the condition that you draw a complete picture first, ahahahaha...hiccup."

When Mila realized that she was the only one laughing in the audience, she felt a little embarrassed and stopped herself in time.

But she seemed to sense something unusual from the way everyone looked at her.

Liu Mu ignored Mila, walked calmly to the drawing table beside him, and sat down slowly.

Over there, the live broadcast team was already in place.

As soon as the live camera turned to Liu Mu's hand, she had already dipped the ink and started painting.

The action was so fast that it seemed as if no thought was required at all.

Mila glanced in Liu Mu's direction and was also very surprised.

She didn't expect that Liu Mu actually painted ink paintings.

In theory, ink painting requires extremely high brushwork and composition.

It is not easy to draw the charm.

Mila's specialty is oil painting, which is relatively more suitable for beginners to learn quickly.

Moreover, the colors are rich. If there are a few mistakes in the drawing, you can correct them by mixing colors.

Ink painting is different. Once a stroke is put down, it is basically formed.

Any mistake in drawing will affect the ink feeling of the whole painting.

More serious mistakes may even require the work to be overturned and redrawn.

Mila found it ridiculous.

Liu Mu is indeed an amateur. He thinks it’s easy to paint with just a few strokes of ink?

He even boasted that it would only take forty minutes.

Mila's mind is now filled with everyone's abuse of her after Liu Mu's accident, and Meng Shiting's hatred for her.

She didn't even pay attention to what Liu Mu was drawing, and just scrolled through her phone out of boredom.

After an unknown amount of time, when she looked up again, the smug smile on her face disappeared.

(I've been really busy lately, so please forgive me for not updating often. I'll try my best to update in the next few days, and it will be finished next week if nothing goes wrong. Thank you for following my friends, muah)