Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Chapter 147 A purgatory competition! The fierce tiger of Bailiu Sect! (end)

"Do not."

Jiang Lu put on a sage posture, waved his hands and said:

"The fate between you and me is over. You can go ahead. Remember, from now on, you must do good deeds and don't reveal my name to others. If you commit a crime, I will personally punish you."

"Are you pretending to be the Bodhi Patriarch?" The second senior brother on the stage looked in disbelief.

"Haha." Jiang Lu smiled: "Is it so obvious?"

Under Jiang Lu's stern refusal, the puppet who gave birth to spiritual wisdom finally left in three steps.

But the question that arises is, how should the results be calculated in this case?

It's definitely not possible to calculate a perfect score. After all, everyone's scores are given by puppets, but Jiang Lu's puppet has completely lost the ability to give fair scores.

But no points? It makes even less sense.

The puppets have lost their intelligence, and Jiang Lu is obviously no longer able to reason with common sense.

Several judges discussed for a long time but failed to come up with a unanimous opinion.

After much deliberation, I had no choice but to let Jiang Lu advance first, and then have the final victory in the next stage.

As a result, Jiang Lu, his second senior brother, and several people with scores above seventy advanced to the next round.

This selection obviously made everyone in the Chamber of Commerce ecstatic.

Because Jiang Lu and Second Senior Brother are the two cover male immortals, as long as the market feedback is good, both of them can become famous entertainers and become the golden signatures of Yunying Chamber of Commerce.

Thinking that the Chamber of Commerce would soon have two more cash cows, the judges immediately began to arrange for all the people who were promoted to go to the next venue.

Only President Yun in the audience was not very happy.

The two leading gods are both from Bailiu Sect Academy, and their status is not low.

It may not be difficult to seek cooperation occasionally, but it is obviously impossible to tie them to the Chamber of Commerce and use them as cattle.

So no matter how strong they are, they have nothing to do with the Yunying Chamber of Commerce.

Thinking of this, he even felt that there was no great need to face the assessment of those two people later. Not only was it a waste of effort, but judging from the attitudes of Ling Ling and Zizhu, it seemed that they were not too friendly to this kind of competition.

Therefore, he tentatively asked Ling Ling and Zizhu: "Well, do you think it would be better to stop?"

But what responded to him was Ling Ling's confused gaze: "Why do you want to stop?"

"Isn't it a joyful thing to see the Holy Son shine?" Zizhu asked in return.

President Yun could only nod calmly, pretending that nothing happened.

Well, let's forget about pure double standards. This is a tacit admission that your second junior brother is not as good as the Holy Son.

At the request of the two, President Yun had no choice but to take them to the next venue to wait for the final round of competition.

There were far fewer contestants this time.

In the puppet scoring process, those who fail to pass the test will become male actors, those who have scored 60 points or more will be qualified to be male figures, and those who have scored 70 points or above can enter this round and participate in the competition to be divided into male actors and cover actors.

And those who can reach this round are almost all the top beings of each group of pyramids. At this stage, everyone is the elite of the elite, and the number has reached less than ten people.

This is equivalent to saying that just to show up in the film, you have to defeat 95% of the competitors. This is neither fierce nor cruel.

The judges also began their opening remarks at this time:

"Your skills have been tested with many difficulties, so this round will test your talents and personalities that can be used for packaging in addition to your professional skills."

"Talent and personality?" Someone on the stage immediately expressed confusion.

"Yes."

The judges waved their fists and said impassionedly:

"There are not many people who can play the roles in the film well, but there are definitely many. How to make the audience remember and how to make the audience like them is the fundamental condition that distinguishes idol-level actors from actors who can be replaced at any time!

The target of the cover man is idols, and idols must not only have excellent professional abilities, but also have unique charm!

As for the standard for judging your charm, it naturally depends on the actresses you may work with in the future, and they are also the charming women who stand at the top of the pyramid!

Next, we invite all the top ladies from Yunyan Tower to appear! "

As the judges finished speaking, five sedans were carried to the stage.

In a moment, five plump women with different looks but the same beauty opened the sedan curtain and stood in front of the contestants.

The few who couldn't hold their breath saluted at once, and the top players were not annoyed. They covered their mouths and smiled coquettishly, gauging their reactions back and forth.

Suddenly, one of the top cards pointed at one person: "You."

The person who was pointed out thought he was lucky and smiled innocently: "What did the lady point to me for?"

"you are out."

"Ah?" The man's smile solidified: "Why?"

"Because you are too ugly." The number one said with a smile: "You don't even have a passable skin, so how can you talk about charm? Let alone an idol. I'm afraid that after working with you, the sisters will have to look at each other in the shower. You have to rub your body until the skin is raw, right?"

"You!" The man's face turned red with embarrassment, but he couldn't say a word for a while.

The judges winked to the left and right, and the man was carried out of the venue by two busboys.

He obviously has the ability to make movies, but because he is not good-looking, he can only become a mouth boy. This is the cruelty of going to the sea!

The final group of eight people originally had only seven people left.

Except for the second senior brother and Jiang Lu, everyone else suddenly became nervous, with solemn faces, fearing that if they did not perform well, they would be targeted again and disqualified from the competition.

But fortunately, the person who was disqualified was just a special case, and the others were not targeted again, and the game could continue.

"Then, the rules of this round are that you choose one of the chess, calligraphy and painting players and compete with several ladies. As long as you don't fall behind, you can become the cover boy."

The content read by the judges was understated, but the contestants became serious.

As we all know, shorter news means bigger things, and games with simpler rules mean higher difficulty.

They can all guess that these top names in Yunyan Tower are probably masters of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Not to mention their status as well-known actresses in the Yunying Chamber of Commerce, just saying that they can become the number one in Yunyan Tower, the largest gold selling cave in the entire Yunzhou under the Chamber of Commerce, and have been appreciated and sought after by various dignitaries, celebrities and giants, it is enough to prove that in addition to their physical skills , there are definitely other top skills.

If you want to not fall behind them, if you compare it with ordinary dynasties, you probably have to be the kind of court musicians and painters.

Therefore, the contestants immediately hesitated, not knowing where to start.

Only the second senior brother and Jiang Lu did not hesitate to choose the paintings among the chess, calligraphy and painting.

Although the second senior brother was born in an academy, being able to write articles does not mean that he can write well. In comparison, the experience of studying in the art academy for a period of time made him more confident.

As for Jiang Lu, there is no need to say more.

Qin? I don’t know a little bit.

chess? Everyone doesn't look like they're playing backgammon.

Book? Can't even recognize all the words.

Only painting can be considered to be somewhat proficient.

Seeing that the two of them chose to paint, Ling Ling and Zizhu didn't have any special reactions, but President Yun said a little uneasily:

"Oh no, the top names in Yunyan Tower are all top masters who have learned music, chess, calligraphy and painting since they were young, and Bishuang is also good at painting. Fairy Ziyun, your master had seen her paintings before, and once lamented that if she entered your painting academy , can be passed down personally.

Both of them are from academies, so I don’t know.”

Ling Ling immediately sneered.

Jiang Lu's painting skills may not even be able to reproduce the paintings, let alone pass them down personally.

Ziyun also glanced at him and said lightly: "We'll see."

Soon, everyone had finished selecting the test questions, and Jiang Lu also faced the top candidate who wanted to compete with him.

"My name is Bishuang. When I saw the young master, I felt so happy that I came here to ask for advice. Young Master, please don't let me offend you just because the slave family is just a prostitute."

The pure-looking Bishuang was filled with aura of wind and dust when she opened her mouth. If most people were enveloped by such a delicate voice, their bones would probably be brittle.

However, Jiang Lu was not fascinated, but replied very calmly: "Female abortion? Human abortion is not easy."

The second senior brother on the side looked around: "Huh? Where is my opponent?"

Only then did Bi Shuang remember that someone else had chosen to paint, and then said to the second senior brother: "Oh, there is also this young master, so let me compete with the two young masters at the same time. The painting title is that the three of us paint each other, and you two If you draw the slave’s family, the slave’s family will draw the two of you at the same time.”

"Arrogant!" The second senior brother felt that he had been insulted and said angrily: "You are not allowed to go back on your word!"

"Don't worry, I won't regret it." Bishuang smiled, and after the handyman took care of the pen and ink, he started to paint.

She doesn't seem to have to think when painting, her movements are smooth and natural. With just a few strokes, the outlines of the two people have begun to take shape.

The second senior brother could not help but be a little surprised and became a little more serious.

After sketching the desired picture in his mind, he started writing.

Only Jiang Lu was still staring at Bishuang, wondering what he was thinking. While he was in a daze, other contestants had already started competing with the top player.

For a while, the sound of the guqin, the sound of chess pieces falling on the board, and the rustling of pen on rice paper could be heard all the time.

But Jiang Lu hasn’t written yet.

Bishuang looked up and reminded: "Master, don't be in a daze. Start writing quickly. Even if you lose, if you want to read it, I will let you see it for a while."

Hearing this, Jiang Lu finally came to his senses and sighed: "It is difficult to paint the skin of a tiger but its bones. The ancients are sincere and I can't bully them."

"Oh? What do you mean, Master?"

"It's easy to draw the appearance, but it's difficult to draw the character and heart." Jiang Lu shook his head.

The second senior brother on the side also raised his head and glanced at Jiang Lu with disdain: "You still want to draw your character and heart? How to draw it? Do you rely on imagination?"

Jiang Lu didn't explain anything, he just took another deep look at Bishuang and finally started to write.

Facing his gaze that seemed to penetrate her soul, Bishuang trembled for no reason, and suddenly felt uneasy in her heart that she had been seen through from the inside out.

"What's going on? Is it an illusion?"

Bi Shuang stared at Jiang Lu for a long time, but that feeling never appeared again.

Taking a deep breath, she had no choice but to focus on painting again, planning to ask Jiang Lu what was going on later.

Time passed by minute by second, except for the chess game and the painting group, the contestants of the guqin group and the calligraphy group had long been defeated by the top player, and soon the contestants of the Go group also reached the 100th move. He fell into a trap when he was left and right. He saw no hope of winning and just gave up.

The only ones who were not defeated were the second senior brother and Jiang Lu.

Since the second senior brother only painted Bishuang, he finished it first. Although Bishuang painted two people, Jiang Lu wasted too much time, so she finished it second.

The Bishuang painted by the second senior brother is lifelike, just like the fairy who descended from the earth on that day. She emerges from the mud but is not stained, and washes the lotus without being demonic. There are many kinds of charms in every frown and smile. It is obviously a static painting, but it still has a kind of beauty. Dynamic beauty.

Compared with the second senior brother, Bi Shuang's paintings are not inferior at all. In her paintings, the expressions of Jiang Lu and the second senior brother are perfectly reproduced, and she is not just copying them, but also adds some details for them. The background allows the two of them to drink and sing under the moonlight, in a chic and suave manner.

For a time, even Zizhu found it difficult to distinguish who was strong and who was weak.

Even though the second senior brother was not a formal disciple of the Academy of Painting, but with the relationship between the Academy and the Academy of Painting, neither she nor Ling Ling thought that the competition between the two parties would be so anxious.

Zizhu's expression became a little solemn: "It seems that what Master said was not just polite words."

It was difficult for even her to judge, let alone the judges. After looking at it for a long time, she finally came to the same conclusion.

This made the second senior brother a little embarrassed.

He didn't give in, but the results were just about the same. Doesn't this mean that this romantic woman named Bishuang was stronger than most of the disciples in the painting academy?

It was his status as the second senior fellow in the academy that made him less embarrassed, but based on his experience of studying in the art academy, he still felt very embarrassed.

At this moment, Jiang Lu finally finished the painting.

As he held up his painting, the eyes that were originally focused on identifying the strength of the second senior brother and Bishuang were all attracted to him at the same time.

It's not that Jiang Lu's painting is very expressive, on the contrary, Jiang Lu's painting actually looks nothing like the Bishuang in front of him.

The reason why he attracts everyone's attention is simply because his paintings are so abstract.

The painting is a close-up of Bishuang's whole body. In the picture, Bishuang is naked, M is sitting and leaning on the soft couch, rubbing her upper body with one hand and her lower body with the other hand, and her face is... Vice A Heiyan's expression.

The appearance and figure are exactly the same as Bi Shuang, but they just don't look like the same person.

"This"

The second senior brother let out a "tsk" sound and said, "You are too humble, aren't you? How can you draw the things you are so obsessed with?"

But Jiang Lu didn't take it seriously. Instead, he looked at Bishuang and asked with a smile: "Miss Bishuang, tell him, am I having sex?"

"Ok?"

The second senior brother and everyone looked at Bishuang in confusion.

But the latter looked like a desperate girl who had lost her highlights after being hypnotized, staring at Jiang Lu in disbelief: "What are you doing?"

"That's right!"

Jiang Lu raised his chin: "This is you half an hour ago!"

"what?"

Everyone exclaimed and couldn't believe it.

"This painting" Jiang Lu took a deep breath: "The artistic content is very high!"

The second senior brother was stunned and asked subconsciously: "How high is it?"

"Three or four stories high."

"No, wait, answer me first, how could you draw me like this?" Bishuang asked, "Are you spying on me?"

She doesn't even call herself a slave anymore. It can be seen that she is really anxious.

"No." Jiang Lu said proudly: "I can draw a girl without clothes just by looking at her figure."

"No, that's not what I said."

The embarrassed Bishuang stamped her feet: "I'm talking about this! How did you know about it?"

"This."

Jiang Lu smiled mysteriously: "Perhaps you can wipe it clean next time you go out, and I suggest that you don't make too strong an expression on your face, as wrinkles will appear in the future."

"Uh"

Bishuang was startled, then bit her lip and lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Jiang Lu always believed that just copying when making portraits was a sign of inferiority, so from the beginning he used [Insight] to carefully observe Bishuang, trying to find some differences.

Thanks to the contradictory contrast between innocence and dust in the other party, as well as the cool attire of Yunyanlou, he suddenly found a breakthrough with the help of [Insight]——

There is a completely different moist feeling on her thighs that is hard to find on other skin!

Combined with her intact knees and elbows, as well as the principle of water flowing to lower places and the appearance of water stains as a basis for judgment, Jiang Lu immediately guessed that she was not kneeling or lying down, but sitting. Holding M legs.

In this way, Bishuang's posture in the painting will come naturally.

"You are clearly standing in the present, but you can see the past. This is no longer something that ordinary top painters can achieve!"

After listening to Jiang Lu’s explanation, the judges were shocked and said:

"If he wants! He can even draw a picture of a person's life based on what he looks like at a certain moment!"

Jiang Lu frowned: "Don't take me with you if you are pretending."

After speaking, he said calmly: "It's okay for a short time, but it's still unrealistic for a long time."

But his words did not make people disappointed in him, but made them appreciate him even more.

"It's so rare to be so humble even though you have such ability!" President Yun sighed in the distance.

"This is our Son."

Although Ling Ling and Zizhu were equally surprised by Jiang Lu's first display of strength, they still forcibly calmed down in front of outsiders and made expressions as if they had known this would happen.

"The slave family is willing to accept the defeat." Bi Shuang said to Jiang Lu with a complicated expression.

If your skills are not as good as others, you can only be convinced.

The second senior brother held Jiang Lu's painting and stared at the Bishuang on the painting. Without raising his head, he asked in a trembling voice with a hint of fear: "In this case, can you also tell that I was half an hour ago?" The scene of playing with the rich woman?”

Jiang Lu was stunned for a moment: "I'm not that perverted."

The second senior brother slowly raised his head and looked directly at Jiang Lu: "I, Lie Lie, recognize you! You are the champion this time!"

"Huh? Haha, I declined."

Jiang Lu shrugged and said indifferently in front of everyone with puzzled faces:

"I'm just here to have fun. I don't want to be a champion and go to sea. The time is almost up, so I'll withdraw first!"

"what?"

"Your father is leaving! Hehe."

　I was usually dragged out to work during the day and only came home at night. I finally caught up.

　　I also recommend a book by a good brother. The title is: "I Practiced More in the United States". It is a good book. It is a veteran author. I highly recommend it (Introduction: Leon, who died suddenly after being tortured by the social life, reopens the United States. This time he wants to live out his life. A different life, take a look at where the limits of human beings are, including: arm-wrestling competition, slapping competition, strongman competition, UFC mixed martial arts)

(End of this chapter)