super creative master

Chapter 850 National Treasure Painting, Full of Confidence
"Paper, ink and pen!"

Li Minghui smiled slightly, and looked at the pens, inks, papers and inkstones brought up, which made him extremely satisfied. He also has researched these, and the ones brought by Mr. Ye are naturally the best, and even the ink is a national treasure. The first-class ones were made by famous masters in ancient times, and they have been handed down to the present, and their value is extraordinary.

Although the paper is modern paper, it is also the kind of handmade high-end rice paper specially used for traditional Chinese painting. As for the brush, it is also a master-level work, which is extremely amazing.

He couldn't see the inkstone, but he knew it was an antique, but it was also of extraordinary value.

Now that the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were put away, Li Minghui's talent for painting was immediately activated with a thought. In an instant, his entire aura was completely different.

This kind of aura was fleeting, but it caused the eyes of the two people in the side line to twitch slightly, and their heartbeats accelerated.

"Impossible, this must be an illusion!"

Ye Buqun was extremely surprised, but when he saw that Li Minghui had returned to an ordinary state, his eyes flashed with joy: "You know this kid is just putting on airs, let's see how you end up, it seems that you are not that little bastard Such a thick-skinned person, if he can't stand the blow...haha!"

"This kid is weird!"

However, a shadow was left in Ye Siwen's heart, and his brows were slightly frowned.

At this time, the rest of the people are afraid to speak. After all, people who claim to be a traditional family at this time, even those who hate Li Minghui, dare not speak at this time, and they still think in their hearts that they are talking. , this kid can't draw, and will say they are bothering you.

As for Ye Xiaowan's relatives, they held their breaths and focused their attention. They were extremely looking forward to it, and hoped that Li Minghui would really become a blockbuster. Only Ye Xiaowan and Xiaojiao had full confidence in Li Minghui without reservation. As for Mr. Ye's choice of career At the time, he thought there was no problem, but Mr. Ye's eyes seemed to be attracted. Looking at Li Minghui's current appearance, he was thoughtful!
At this time, all the aura in Li Minghui's body was restrained, as if he was the most ordinary person. At this time, his mind was a picture, a picture full of vitality!

Li Minghui said that the purpose of painting is not without purpose. Most people have guessed it. It is just to delay time, and to heal his wounds. At this time, he has been forced out of anger, and today he wants to vent his anger for Ye Xiaowan. His daughter-in-law was humiliated by others, so he, a man, naturally wants to hug her back!
Because of the old man's oath, the Ye family can't make a move, so he will seek justice for his daughter-in-law!

This time, Li Minghui was also pushed to the limit. He understood that in his current state, it would be wishful thinking to defeat Ye Buqun, the side brother Ye Buqun. Now there is only one way, and that is to paint. I still clearly remember that when he painted the national treasure-level paintings, the refreshing feeling that his whole body seemed to be washed, and the extraordinary potential, and the unbelievable for him, for some things comprehension!

This made Li Minghui understand that once a national treasure painting is successfully created, it will indeed produce a wonderful force field that cannot be explained by today's science. Under that wonderful force field, inexplicable things will happen all over the body. Resonance, for a person, has great benefits!
So now he only has one thought in his heart, that is to create a national treasure-level painting, and only in this way can Ye Xiaowan's grievances be erupted today. He knows how much these collaterals have forced Ye Xiaowan. Even if it wasn't for his appearance, these people would dare to call Ye Xiaowan's attention!

Li Minghui's eyes are extremely sensitive. He just saw the dark eyes in the eyes of those old dogs and beasts in these collaterals, the so-called Ye family branches. For Li Minghui, this kind of eyes has already sentenced them to death in his heart. It's too brutish, it doesn't have the slightest sense of shame and morality, after all, although they don't have much blood relationship, they are people of the same clan after all!

"National treasure-level works, even now I still don't have much confidence, but these people are damned, bullying Xiaowan, I don't know how to be addicted to shame, since the old man said that, Xiaowan is true I was humiliated by them, so how could I give up, and what about national treasure works, I can definitely draw them today!"

Li Minghui was silent in his heart. At this moment, two women suddenly appeared in his mind, they were Xiaojiao and Ye Xiaowan. These two girls, since that night, have been the women in his heart for the rest of his life, and also his true love. , in Li Minghui's heart, they are the most beautiful girls, for which he can give everything for them, and the two girls can also give up everything for him.

This is a truly great love, an unforgettable love. In his heart, the two women are the immortals, the inviolable goddesses, and his women!

His woman is also his goddess, the embodiment of beauty, thousands of words are indescribable, only one word, beauty!

At this moment, Li Minghui thought out all the beauty of the two women. At this moment, he did not have the slightest instinctive desire of a man. He only had perfect love, only the purest memories, and the most beautiful memories!
The two women are the embodiment of perfection, and they are also the most beautiful scenery in his heart, surpassing all the beautiful scenery...

"This kid, is he stupid? He's still pretending to be aggressive, and he doesn't have the slightest momentum. Such an idiot can still draw. He's a kindergartener!"

"Xu, keep your voice down, don't disturb the great painter, if he can't draw well, he will hate us!"

"Yes, yes, keep your voice down, don't disturb the talented man!"

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The second and third generations in the collateral line all snickered one after another. It made them extremely nervous just now. After all, they also felt the aura that Li Minghui showed in an instant.

"Minghui, can you do it!"

Ye's father and Ye's mother became slightly nervous. They looked at each other, and they could see that they were worried. After all, what the old man said was true, but they still didn't believe it.

Ye Xiaowan's other uncles, aunts, aunts, and uncles also became worried. They also didn't know Li Minghui's ability.

"It won't be a problem!"

"This little guy doesn't look like a big talker!"

"Is it too nervous!"

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Ye Xiaowan's relatives said worriedly.

"It's impossible for this kid to have no strength, but he is like an ordinary person at this moment. Could it be that this kid is..."

"Maybe that's the case, otherwise, how could this kid have the confidence to continue to challenge, this little guy is extremely sensible!"

Mr. Ye, a golden light flashed in his eyes, but the look of anticipation in his eyes was even more serious, he showed a smile, and lay down gently on the reclining chair, but he felt extremely satisfied in his heart.

"Sister Xiaowan, tell me husband, what do you want to draw? It's been so long and you haven't moved yet. This doesn't look like his style!"

Little Pepper asked curiously, anticipating to the extreme in her heart, and even thinking about it, she couldn't help but want to see it as soon as possible. The posture of Li Minghui's painting and the finished works really gave her imagination too much.

"I don't know, but it must be that the painting is not trivial. Let's see it!"

The voice in Ye Xiaowan's mouth trembled slightly, as if she felt something, which made Ye Xiaowan's heart suddenly filled with inexplicable expectations.

"Sister Xiaowan, my husband really wants to look like a national treasure, right here, so those people will be scared to death!"

Little Pepper also seemed to have a feeling, and couldn't help but said.

"Don't worry about Chili, our husband is the best!"

Ye Xiaowan didn't say any more, she put all her heart on Li Minghui!

"The ultimate beauty is the soul, and the ultimate soul is reality. This painting is finished. It is a national treasure painting. There is no problem..."

Suddenly Li Minghui opened his eyes. In an instant, the extreme beauty of the two women became active in his heart. A painting completely appeared in his mind. Ye Xiaowan and Xiaojiali in ancient costumes...

However, they are the embodiment of extreme beauty, and suddenly the picture started to move. The two beauties seemed to make the whole world beautiful. At this time, Li Minghui was also excited. He felt that this picture Draw it out, then it is the ultimate beauty!
And this kind of extreme beauty can affect reality. It must be a national treasure painting. All are unique!
In an instant, Li Minghui began to grind. He grinded extremely seriously and meticulously, as if he wanted to incorporate his love for the two women and everything that was so beautiful into ink. Chinese painting is a kind of artistic conception, a kind of The natural performance after the skill has reached the extreme, good works are integrated with everything about the author, even the masters who have both Chinese painting and medical skills, after seeing the paintings they drew, they directly diagnosed, He was terminally ill, and his life was not long. Traditional Chinese painting is really such an incredible painting that shows the world with a flat surface!
At this moment, Li Minghui's spirit and soul began to integrate into it, and even the mental value in the brain began to become active. With his movements, it infiltrated into the ink bit by bit, and the mental value began to be consumed in a large amount. The harbinger of the emergence of a masterpiece of national treasure level, this was the case last time!

There is no wave in Li Minghui's heart. In his whole world, there is only one painting, a picture that is extremely beautiful...

(End of this chapter)