The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

All the students cast their playful eyes on Zhang Dong's face, looking like they were enjoying the show. They knew Teacher Ying Fenfen very well, and knew that now she was really angry and wanted to punish Zhang Dong severely.

Ying Xiangyuan also looked at Zhang Dong angrily, with a kind of resentment in his eyes, as if saying, don't listen to my advice, now you can ask for blessings.

Only Zhang Kui didn't worry about Zhang Dong at all. He raised his chest high and prepared to share Zhang Dong's glory.

Zhang Dong looked a little weird, put his palms together, rubbed them together, and said cautiously: "Teacher, well, I also know a little bit of painting skills, and my level of appreciation is a bit high, I think your painting is a bit poor. "

"What's a little bit high, a little bit difference?"

All the students laughed. Ying Fenfen is known as the number one painter of the Eagle Clan. She is also very famous in the entire Demon Gate Secret Realm. Any famous fairy painter, even the number one painter in the Demon Gate Secret Realm, Kong Caiping Dare to comment on any work created by Ying Fenfen in this way.

Ying Fenfen's face was full of anger, and the flames of anger shot out from her eyes. If Zhang Dong told the truth like Zhang Kui and commented that her works are beautiful, very beautiful, especially beautiful, she would not be so angry After all, a person who doesn't know how to appreciate painting skills can only comment in this way, but Zhang Dong just said that her painting skills are a little bit poor, and he also advertises that her appreciation level is a bit high. She, attracted her attention, and thus left a deep impression on him in his heart, so that he could use his magical skills of picking up girls and pursue her in the future.

"Now you stand on your head under that tree for three hours without moving." Ying Fenfen scolded.

"Teacher, I didn't do anything wrong, why did you punish me? Could it be that you can only compliment you? Could it be that you can't tell the truth?" Zhang Dong said with a look of injustice.

Ying Fenfen was so angry that her pretty face was flushed, and her breath was short of breath, which caused the towering and plump plumpness to rise and fall endlessly. It was so beautiful and alluring that Zhang Dong's eyes almost didn't fall off.

"You said that you know how to paint, so you have a high level of appreciation, so you can make a picture. If you don't satisfy me, then you can stand upside down under the tree for six hours." She temporarily doubled the punishment .

"Well, I haven't painted for a long time, and my hands are really itchy, but, teacher, after seeing my painting, don't think otherwise." Zhang Dong looked at Ying Fenfen with concern, a little Said worriedly.

"Other ideas? What do you mean?" Ying Fenfen was really confused.

"It's just that you don't feel inferior, and don't fall in love with me desperately because of it." Zhang Dong explained.

"This is class time, not joking time, do you know that?" Ying Fenfen was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. She swore it was the first time she saw such a student. .

All the students also looked at Zhang Dong angrily, wishing they could rush up and beat him up, they dared to insult their favorite beautiful teacher like this.

Without feeling ashamed at all, Zhang Dong took out a large table from his storage bag and placed it on the ground, then took out a roll of paper and placed it on the table.

Zhang Kui had already brought teacher Ying Fenfen's Four Treasures of Study to the table, then stood aside and held down the drawing paper, looking at Zhang Dong with eager eyes, waiting for him to display his peerless painting skills.

Zhang Dong held a pen in his hand.

Immediately, there was an aura of a peerless Confucianism on his body, and a deep self-confidence was also revealed, making him look extraordinarily handsome and handsome.

He raised his head and looked at the beautiful Xiaohuaguo Mountain with fascinated eyes, his face was full of emotion, then he lowered his head and began to draw.

He draws very fast, he draws the picture on the right with his right hand, and the picture on the left with his left hand, he is really very skilled and smooth.

Soon, a lifelike Little Flower and Fruit Mountain appeared on the paper, which was almost exactly the same as Ying Fenfen's drawing, but there was a big difference between the two.

The mountain peak drawn by Zhang Dong is majestic and imposing, like a giant standing on the ground. Anyone who looks at it can see that this mountain has a soul and life, and it seems that it can fly from it at any time. Out of a flying bird, out of a tiger and leopard.

What Ying Fenfen draws is just a silhouette of Xiaohuaguo Mountain. Although it is beautiful, it has no soul, no life, and lacks moving and exciting factors.

Then Zhang Dong began to draw a portrait of a person the size of a little finger on the mountain peak. He pulled out a hair from his head, dipped it in ink, and drew it carefully. A mysterious atmosphere, as if he is painting with the rules and principles of heaven and earth, as if he is painting with his own life...

All the classmates and Ying Fenfen watched without blinking, turned into clay sculptures and wood carvings, their faces were full of shock, and their eyes were full of burning heat. They swore that this was the most beautiful picture they had ever seen in their lives. It is also the most touching time they have experienced in appreciating beauty in their lives. They even found that their souls seem to have been sucked into this picture, and they are traveling in this mountain peak, watching the continuous ups and downs of the mountain peak, watching the white clouds fluttering, watching The waterfall flows straight down [-] feet, listening to the singing of birds and the roar of animals...

Zhang Dong ignored the crowd and continued to paint the beauty. After about two hours, he finally finished drawing the beauty. Then he shot a dazzling light from his eyes, and lightly clicked on the beauty's eyes. Twice.

With just these two strokes, earth-shaking changes have taken place in this painting, and this beauty has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the eyes of all the students, this beauty gradually grew bigger, and soon became as big as a real person. She turned out to be Teacher Ying Fenfen, wearing a pink dress, and her long hair was blown in the air by the wind. Standing gracefully on the grass on the top of the mountain, she looked into the distance with a smile like a flower, and her delicate and charming cherry mouth seemed to be muttering something. Everyone couldn't help but raised their ears and listened carefully, as if they heard it. She's saying, "It's beautiful!"

Everyone was horrified, what kind of painting technique is this that is so magical?The portrait can not only become bigger, but also convey the voice of the heart?

However, Zhang Dong was very dissatisfied and shook his head sadly.

Ever since he heard about the deeds of Hua Wushuang, the most amazing painter on the monitor, and since he saw the beauty fan of Princess Piaoxiang, he has become very interested in painting beauties, and has been studying Hua Wushuang's painting skills carefully. Because of the surveillance video, it is convenient for him to study.

However, Hua Wushuang's painting skills are so superb that he couldn't comprehend the essence of it. For example, if Hua Wushuang painted today's painting, those who appreciate it can hear the sounds of tigers, leopards, and birds. It can also be zoomed in quickly, singing and dancing on the top of the mountain like a real person, showing all her beauty, and even hearing her beautiful singing and her words.

Alas, without comprehending the way of beauty, it is really impossible to reach the realm of Hua Wushuang. In the future, when there is time, I must transplant the memory of Hua Wushuang, comprehend the way of beauty, and draw a peerless beauty images, turning the Beauty Fan into a real treasure.

In his mind, although the beauty fan does not belong to him at present, he has already regarded it as his treasure. The last time Princess Piaoxiang angered him, he must catch Princess Piaoxiang and let her As his slave girl, the treasure of the slave girl belongs to the master, this is justified, isn't it?

Since he was dissatisfied with his painting, Zhang Dong lifted the painting up and threatened to tear it to pieces.

However, he found that he couldn't move his hands, because Ying Fenfen and Ying Xiangyuan held his hand quickly, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? What are you doing? "