I inherited my husband's divine position

Mi Feixue has no talent in traditional art, and Mi Augustu is the most clear and deeply experienced.

Obviously, Mi Feixue can rank among the top with perfect answers in the homework of the government school, or in the night tour exam, but if she is really asked to write a poem that conforms to the traditional aesthetics and paint a painting with a profound artistic conception, that is true. The embarrassment for her is also embarrassing for the teacher who is reviewing the question.

Anyone who has read Mi Feixue's works will be deeply impressed by her works, and will definitely be able to recognize the author at a glance when they meet again in the future.

It's like Xue's nursery rhyme spread among night tour emissaries, and it's like the painting that makes everyone speechless now.

Provided by the owner Zhuang Yu, on the high-quality light paper, there are a bunch of...abstract stick figures drawn.

As more and more people came to see the paintings, the eerie silence grew stronger.

At this time, a sound of "good painting!" was like a thunder, waking everyone up.

The person who came was one of Zhuang Yu's dandy friends.

He looked at the painting on the table with burning eyes, and the sweat on his forehead did not seem to be fake, as if he was looking at some masterpiece, and he said two times in succession, "Good painting! It is really good painting! Look at this unique style, flowing and flowing. The brushwork can be said to be the first to reach perfection! It is the only thing I have seen in my life!"

The literati all changed color.

Some of them were still calm and maintained their expressions.

Some of them show their temperament, some hold their chests to express their conscience, some are confused, and if they are not sure, they look at the painting again to make sure that they are not blind and have aesthetic problems.Some pointed at the dude, their fingers trembling in the air, and they could only curse out loud.

Another dandy continued to boast with a strong desire to survive, "Well said! Moreover, the artistic conception of this painting is profound, and it perfectly blends unrestrained and unrestrained with delicacy and precision. At first glance, it seems that it is just swaying, but in fact, every character is lifelike. Our situation at this time is also full of life!"

Literati: "..."

The last dandy did not lag behind, "One eye is a masterpiece, two eyes are superb, three eyes are bestowed, the aura is ready to come out, and it is immersive. It is my great fortune to be included in such a painting, it should be a big surprise!" With tears in his eyes, he toasted Mi Feixue across the air, holding his head up and sighing.

Literati: "........."

Mi August had a half-smile, and thought it was a little funny, if she was the one involved in this matter, if she were to make the decision, it wouldn't matter now.

But today's protagonist is Mi Feixue, the main thing is to see if the baby calms down.

Mi August looked at Mi Feixue, and couldn't help laughing at this sight.

Although Mi Feixue was still expressionless, the slight changes in facial muscles could not escape Mi August who was familiar with her. Seeing the flying eyebrows and the relaxed corners of the lips, she was praised happily.

At this time, Mi Feixue sneaked a look at her, and met Mi Bayue's eyes.

That earnest little expression clearly shows that the child has been praised outside and wants to show off his introverted appearance to the parents.

Mi August gave her an approving and encouraging smile.

The corner of Mi Feixue's mouth curled up uncontrollably.

The dandies who were staring at them immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene.

"absurd!"

Suddenly, an angry reprimand interrupted the rejuvenating atmosphere.

"!"

A dandy immediately rushed to the speaking scholar and covered his mouth.

Scholar: "...Hmmm!?"

However, if one is covered, there are other literati who are self-sufficient.

"Even the work of a three-year-old urchin is better than this."

When the dudes heard the words, their expressions were mournful.

Mi Feixue's face tightened.

With the people at the beginning, there will be more evaluations that follow.

They not only accused the painting of being crude, but also accused Mi Feixue of being perfunctory.

——This strange little boy made such a poorly crafted painting, I'm afraid he didn't deliberately belittle and play with them!

——If you approve of such a work, it is not only an insult to your own aesthetic ability, but it is also equivalent to being slapped on the left cheek and slapped on the right cheek by yourself!

A pair of eyes full of dissatisfaction and condemnation fell on Mi Feixue.

Mi Feixue's face became more and more gloomy, her gray eyes showed no emotion, and the eyes of the scholar who accidentally met her gaze moved away as if they had been stung.

Zhuang Yu, who had seen Mi Feixue's temperament, was already trembling.

"Master Feng, what are you doing?!"

An exclamation came.

Everyone looked over and saw that Mr. Feng, one of the dandies, had already stepped out of the window with one foot, and he was about to make a terrifying move of jumping out of the window.

This is the second floor of a restaurant. As far as a dandy without force is concerned, although he will not die if he jumps, it is not certain that he will lose his arms and legs.

Mr. Feng's face was ashen when he was discovered, especially when he instinctively looked at Mi Feixue and found that she was also looking at him.

Four pairs of eyes.

Mr. Feng felt suffocated suddenly, and a sense of horror and horror came to his mind instantly, and his eyes turned black.

Everyone saw that his eyes rolled white, his body swayed and he fell out of the window like this.

"what--!"

The accident came so suddenly that there were screams everywhere.

The people nearby panicked and ran to the window to look down, and saw Mr. Feng who had fallen to the ground outside and got up on his own.

The surrounding people were also shocked by this scene and came closer to watch.

"Brother Feng, are you okay?" The person lying on the window shouted down.

Feng Jing only glanced up quickly, and said perfunctorily: "It's okay, it's okay, hehe, I'm dizzy from drinking too much, and I suddenly remembered that my family had to leave beforehand." After saying this, he ignored the noise above, and ignored Surrounded by the amazed and inquiring gazes of the people around, they endured the pain of breaking a leg, and quickly left with one leg.

That figure seemed to be running for his life.

The people by the window were astonished.

There was no response to the repeated "Brother Feng".

Seeing that the people below cast their gazes upwards to watch the excitement, the people by the window frowned and closed the windows, not wanting to be a clown in the eyes of these people.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the common people dispersed spontaneously, but the incident about Mr. Feng's jumping out of the window and breaking his leg became their private joke for a while.

The man who closed the window pretended to be relaxed and joked: "It seems that Brother Feng really drank too much. Fortunately, nothing serious happened. He just fell and limped his left leg. He will be an independent golden rooster for a while."

After he finished speaking, he didn't hear any response. He looked back in doubt and shivered, and the cold air rushed straight to the top of his head.

"..."

Thick ink lines distort the world and... people?

How could this be a human being! ?
The first time the chaotic stickman appeared in reality, it had a great impact on the three views of men.

There was a grotesque and terrifying power in the jumbled lines that made him feel deranged every time he looked at it.

Weird, crazy, silent, devouring.

The man took a step back, as if he had crashed into something, and the wind howled.

He jumped forward suddenly, turned around in shock, and saw a hole in Mohua's window. The black lines in the hole were tangled up in a mess, as if they were going to swallow something, and once they fell into it, they would be smashed to pieces.