Rebirth of the Almighty Goddess

  Chapter 218 A painting shocked Madam Lu

After a group of masters talked to Ziyi about the style of painting that Mr. Lu liked, Mr. Bai laughed and said to her: "You paint fast, we think about it, let you paint first, and then we will paint slowly. ."

  In fact, a group of masters want Ziyi to quickly become famous in the painting and calligraphy circles.

  They have already thought about it, as long as Ziyi's style of painting is suitable, they will choose her, and they won't have to paint anymore.

  Ziyi didn't know their thoughts. When a group of masters prepared pens, inks, papers and inkstones for her separately, Ziyi walked to the drawing table and stood still, only conceived for ten minutes, and started to draw with the pen.

  Song Lingluo finally couldn't sit still, walked to the master who was standing next to Zi Yi watching her painting, and asked Mr. Bai in a low voice: "Old Bai, why did Xiao Zi paint directly?"

  In her impression, the master has a lot of attention to drawing, especially it takes a long time to conceive a painting, let alone other things.

  Bai Lao has a proud face: "The little friends are the geniuses of calligraphy and painting, she doesn't need to think about painting."

  "Can this draw the desired effect?"

   "You will know then."

  The painting of Ziyi, except for lunch with everyone on the way, was painted until more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

  When the most famous ancient emperor’s victory over the vast territory appeared in the sight of everyone, everyone was shocked to the extent of excitement.

  "This, this...this is really shocking!"

   "Little friend Zi, how good is your painting skill? Why do I feel better than the previous one every time you paint?"

"I think so."

  Speaking of this, everyone is staring at Ziyi.

  Zi Yi intends to write two ancient poems in the blank space specially left. After listening to their question, she said sincerely: "I haven't painted for a long time. The first few paintings are a bit hand-crafted."

  Everyone: "..."

  Sorry, I'm sorry to bother you.

  Zi Yi finished speaking, and quickly wrote on it: Lao Ji Fu Ting, I am a thousand miles away. The martyrs are full of enthusiasm in their twilight years.

After    finished writing, she looked at everyone, "How do you think about borrowing these two ancient poems?"

   "Wonderful!"

"Ok, Ok."

  A group of masters gathered around Ziyi's paintings and praised her as they painted.

  Only Song Lingluo, who was standing next to him, was directly shocked and forgot to react.

  Zi Yi glanced at Song Lingluo, walked over and called her: "Sister Song."

  Song Lingluo returned to his senses and looked at her with complicated eyes: "Xiao Zi, I didn't expect your painting skills to be so good."

  She wanted to ask Ziyi when she learned to paint and why she was not the same as her own.

   Saying good is useless, what about big slaps?

  Why is the girl in front of me so powerful.

  Song Lingluo was confused and anxious.

  Zi Yi turned around and said to a group of people who were studying the painting: "The next thing about mounting..."

  Before she finished speaking, Mr. Bai immediately waved to her: “Don’t worry, little friends, let’s do these follow-ups.”

  "Yes, yes, you worked hard today, and other things are trivial."

  Others immediately echoed, but no one looked up from the painting.

  Zi Yi laughed, "Okay, then I will leave with Sister Song first."

   "Hey, we won't send you off. The painting will be framed in a few days, and I will call you."

"it is good."

  Said the matter, Ziyi and Song Lingluo walked outside together.

  Song Lingluo watched Zi Yi as he walked, and when he was about to walk out of the gate of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, he tentatively asked: "Little Zi is so good at painting skills, which master did he worship?"

   "No, it's just interest." After Ziyi said, thinking that she shouldn't believe it, he added: "I will draw a picture when I'm usually bored."

  Song Lingluo: "..."

  She just felt that this child was different from the rumors, and how did she suddenly become so dishonest again.

  Zi Yi then said: "If Sister Song likes it, I can give you some pictures."

  How many pictures?

  Song Lingluo's eyebrows jumped and asked: "Xiao Zi, have your paintings never been sold?"

"Ok."

   "Then where are the paintings you drew before?"

  "At..." Ziyi almost said that she was in the space warehouse. Only then did she remember that this is the ancient earth, and said solemnly: "I don't know, I left it at random after the painting, it should be broken."

  Song Lingluo: "..."

  (End of this chapter)