Open the Journal: I Drove a Helicopter

Fang Mingli was the first to recover.

"Okay, Master Lin, we will prepare painting tools for you."

Soon, the drawing board, brushes and paint were all placed on the stage.

Liu Jun frowned slightly.

Does he really want to paint oil paintings, or is he just playing mystery?

"I would like to remind you in advance that oil paintings are paintings. Don't use any messy graffiti to perfuse me, saying that this is oil painting. I won't recognize it then."

Liu Jun directly blocked Lin Chen's road with a single sentence.

He doesn't believe that this master of traditional Chinese painting can make oil paintings so much better.

It is estimated that it is nondescript.

Lin Chen stood up slowly, and walked on calmly.

"Although the level is not very high, it is completely okay to block your dog's mouth!"

"you!"

Liu Jun was angry again.

This person is simply poisonous!

Lin Chen walked slowly to the stage and sat down in front of the easel.

People underneath are talking about it.

"You said, can the great master paint well?"

"I think it can, no matter what, people are masters after all?"

"To be honest, I'm a little bit embarrassed, but I still support Lin Zongshi unconditionally!"

Lin Chen turned around with the paintbrush, he was thinking, what to paint.

Suddenly, his gaze caught Jiang Li in the audience.

There is it!

Lin Chen dipped in paint and drew on the drawing board.

Soon, the silhouette of a woman appeared on the drawing board.

When Liu Jun saw this scene, the corner of his eyes jumped.

Good guy, this kid really knows how to paint oil paintings?

And it looks like there are really two brushes?

Next, Liu Jun's face became harder and harder to look.

I saw a beautiful woman slowly appearing on the drawing board in front of Lin Chen.

The slightly raised eyes of the fox are full of amorous feelings, as if they are about to come alive.

This technique...

Liu Jun clenched his fists nervously.

Although I don't want to admit it, this painting technique is indeed superior to him!

And he is already a master-level painter, this kid...

Liu Jun took a few deep breaths, unable to suppress the shock in his heart.

Everyone was also panicked: "You said, what can the great master draw?"

"Just look at the face of the Namu foreign dog. The Grand Master must have painted it well, otherwise he wouldn't be this face!"

"Wow, it's so exciting, the great master of Chinese painting paints oil painting! I really want to see it!"

...

As time passed, Jiang Li was also nervous.

About half an hour later.

When the last stroke was completed, Lin Chen put down the brush.

Fang Mingli hurried forward.

Seeing this painting, he was shocked again: "This... this, come on, cast this painting on the big screen!"

Afterwards, Fang Mingli looked at Lin Chen: "Master Lin, I didn't expect that you can even paint vivid oil paintings!"

Lin Chen waved his hand casually: "The dean is utterly praised, I just played it a few times casually."

But in fact, this is his first time painting an oil painting.

Of course, thanks to the system.

And Liu Jun's face is also hard to see the extreme.

At this time, the projection has been completed.

The oil painting painted by Lin Chen suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Wow!

The audience was shocked!

"Wow! This is a masterpiece!"

"The girl above is so beautiful, I feel she is looking at me, my heart is going to be drunk!"

"This light and shadow are absolutely amazing!"

"Finally know the gap between me and the master, it's not even a star and a half!"

"However, do you think that the background behind the girl is a bit familiar..."

...

Jiang Li's face was red and bleeding.

Jiang Xuan was caught off guard and was fed another bite of dog food.

"Hey, sister, isn't you the one who painted this?" Jiang Xuan said.

Jiang Li nodded and looked at Lin Chen on the stage, soft enough to almost melt water.

Lin Chen also seemed to feel Jiang Li's sight, nodded and smiled at her slightly.

Jiang Xuan:...

Still let the single dog live?

The horseman shouldn't sit with these two people!

Looking at the painting in front of him, Liu Jun felt pain in his face.

Is this something you can practice after playing it a few times?

It's impossible!

He didn't believe it killed him.

At this moment, the students in the audience looked at him with even more contempt.

I look down upon the great masters of Chinese painting, but the oil paintings they learn at random are better than you!

Isn't it irritating?

Of course I'm angry.

Just as Liu Jun was thinking about how to round the field, Lin Chen's gaze suddenly fell on him.

"What do you think, is this a graffiti?" Lin Chen's mouth had a faint smile, which was very ironic.

Hearing this, Liu Jun took a deep breath and said, "You are really good at painting. I don't deny that."

"But you have to say that you have played it a few times and painted it, I don't believe it. You don't practice oil painting less privately, do you?"

Lin Chen didn't bother to look at him, so he spread his hands directly: "You have to say that, then I can't help it."

Suddenly thinking of something, Liu Jun smiled: "It seems that I have to thank Grand Master Lin for promoting the oil painting for me."

Afterwards, he pointed to the painting Lin Chen painted and said, "Look, this composition, this light and shadow, and this perspective can be expressed by Chinese painting? IMHO, it is impossible for Chinese painting to do it!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen shook his head helplessly: "It is true to say that you are a frog at the bottom of a well looking at the sky."

"Then let you open your eyes."

When the words fell, Lin Chen asked Fang Mingli to prepare Chinese painting tools.

Everyone is boiling again.

"Does the master still paint?"

"Listen to them, what the master wants to paint this time is Chinese painting!"

"The oil paintings you are not good at can paint so well, if you change to the traditional Chinese paintings that you are good at... I can't imagine it!"

"Anyone like me, wait for Muyang Dog's face to be beaten and swollen!"

...

Soon, all the painting tools needed for Chinese painting were brought onto the stage one by one.

The students in the audience looked at Lin Chen expectantly again, hoping that he could justify the Chinese painting.