God arresting adults slapped in the face again

Chapter 340

On the side, Mao Er pointed at the painting and said in surprise, "Oh my goodness, this scene is so alive! Look at those street shops, all of them have signboards, and even each shop has different signs. As for the shape, even Shuli Wen drew it perfectly."

Speaking of this, Mao Er stared at Wen Xiaoyun and couldn't help but asked a few steps forward: "Scholar Wen, have you really just come to our Yanzhou mansion? I look at you as if you grew up in our Yanzhou mansion what."

As a first-class snitch, cat ears are very familiar to the most prosperous streets in Yanzhou.

Whose house's signboard, who's facade, who's boss, he has especially remembered.

But now looking at Wen Xiaoyun's painting, Mao Er realized that his memory was not accurate in some places.

And his level is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Ordinary people may recognize the various shops in the streets they have been walking for a long time, but it is absolutely impossible to memorize even the font and shape of the signs on the signboards.

However, his question was not answered in time at all.

Wen Xiaoyun's painting action on this side is not over yet,

She painted on other sheets of paper with more concise brushstrokes.

The difference is that this time Wen Xiaoyun has drawn many horizontal and vertical line segments on the paper.Then I paint in a small space separated by different line segments.

The more Wen Xiaoyun painted, the more she frowned.

This time, she chose to use comic storyboards to make the whole murder case come alive.

In other words, she turned the murder into a short cartoon.

From the perspective of her and Yin Nuo, all the details seen are faithfully restored.

Considering that the people in this room are all ancient people, the storyboard should not be too fragmented or scattered, and her method of dividing frames is also relatively ancient, similar to the style of father and son.

Only the characters, the street background, and the flying dragon that suddenly appeared are all presented in realistic sketches.

Yin Nuo's gaze seemed to be glued to the tip of Wen Xiaoyun's pen, moving swiftly as her pen moved.

Although he knew for a long time that Wen Xiaoyun was a master of Danqing, but now that he saw these paintings that were almost restored by real people, he still opened his mouth in astonishment.

Wen Xiaoyun's paintings this time are different from all the genres he has seen before.

Any other genre of painting pays attention to freehand brushwork, which has a taste of similarity in spirit and dissimilarity in form.

But Wen Xiaoyun's paintings are clearly similar in spirit and shape.

Yin Nuo was so shocked that his hands were clenched into fists.

No, it's not similar. The pictures in these paintings are exactly the same as the prototypes in the real world.

The houses and streets she painted are high and low, with cascading shadows, and every detail is extremely realistic.

It's just an ordinary piece of white paper, but it seems that another real world has been opened up by Wen Xiaoyun, so that people can see it, and even those buildings will all stand up and stand upright on the paper.

And the characters she drew are even more realistic than ever before, many of them, Yin Nuo has an impression, no matter their appearance, height or attire, they are exactly the same as Yin Nuo remembers.

Even far more comprehensive and real than what he remembered.

Yin Nuo unconsciously raised his eyes to look at Wen Xiaoyun.

Her eyes are bright, her expression is serious, her movements are quick and elegant, and all her attention is completely immersed in the painting, to the point where I forget everything.

Yin Nuo was not only amazed by her strange and rare painters, but also admired her powerful brain power that can almost contain all the details of everything in the world.

Until now, Yin Nuo truly admired her, convinced her, and helped her even if she didn't support the wall.

Even if the title of Fengming's first genius boy is placed on her, it is not enough to reflect all her strength.

On this side, Yin Nuo was deeply shocked by Wen Xiaoyun's paintings, on the other side, everyone in the room was completely dumbfounded.

Even Yin Qianhua, who has always been familiar with Wen Zhuyun's strength, felt a little silly seeing Wen Xiaoyun's successive paintings.

In addition to the realism of the first general drawing, the grid drawings behind it were even more unbelievable to him.

So where is the painting, it is basically a restoration of all the images that happened in reality.

Such scary water, such beautiful dragons.

Yin Qianhua never knew that it was just an ordinary little wolf hair, but in Wen Xiaoyun's place, it turned out to be the finishing touch of the God of Creation.

"Oh my God," Wang Zhifu couldn't help exclaiming, "This is the first time I've seen such a miraculous painting in my life."

He couldn't help walking forward, stretched out his hand to touch it in disbelief, and seeing the ink on his fingertips that hadn't dried completely, he truly believed that it was just a flat piece of white paper, and there was no three-dimensional building at all.

He hastily walked up to those grid paintings. Although he had heard his subordinates tell about the incident and the details of the case, after all, it was passed on first-hand. Regarding the process of the murder, the prefect Wang actually has a lot of things to say. do not know much.

But looking at this picture with clear grids and real activities, he actually had a clear understanding of the whole process.

(End of this chapter)