The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Chapter 236, venting the spring!

Li Muyang is very entangled!

He thought he was ready, but after Lin Biaohai saw his paintings, he said that he was not ready - because of his doubts about his technique and his trust in Lin Biaohai's profession, he now does not know whether he is prepared. it is good.

He knows that he is a half-way monk. Oh, he hasn't been a monk. He hasn't even had time to shave his hair. He hasn't gotten started with painting. Lin Biaohai was born to be rich and wealthy, and it seems to be quite the way of Danqing. From his professional point of view, the works he has drawn should be unsightly?

Otherwise, why did he look at it like a ghost, and then panic with his body in front to prevent others from appreciating?

Having said that, Li Muyang has to criticize Lin Binghai’s acting.

At this time, it should not be elegant and calm and calmly walked over, and then smiled and said, 'Li Muyang still has the last one not finished, the finishing touch,' and helped himself to modify it -

You look like you have a nightmare, idiots know what's going on? Do you want to help cover up or tell others that this guy is really bad?

However, he clearly painted according to the white figure in his mind.

Can it be said that the old dragon's painting skills are only a three-way standard, and it is not worth mentioning compared with the people who are good at painting - Li Muyang began to regret his acceptance of Chu Ning's challenge.

He put all his hopes on the old dragon. In his opinion, the old dragon lived so old, and he usually likes to write and paint. He just copies his pride. If you throw it out, you can beat your face and let everyone who sees it stunned and praised that he is a peerless genius.

The situation is not good!

Li Muyang’s answer made Gu ridiculous very dissatisfied. He looked at his eyes and said with anger: “Are you ready or not ready? ‘Is it ready?’ What does it mean?”

Li Muyang looked at Lin Haohai, and Lin Haohai shook his head desperately at him.

Li Muyang’s heart sank again and said: “Or, I will change it again?”

Chu Ning can't see Li Muyang's paintings, but Lin Biaohai's performance has already let her know the answer.

She went to Gu 芜 芜 and said: "Gu Shi, time has arrived -"

"Yes. If you say that you have not been ready, who will have the patience to wait?" The crowds began to be dissatisfied.

"I want to gamble and lose, don't cover up again -"

Gu Yuxi also nodded and looked at Li Muyang and said: "Since the paintings have been completed, let them give you a comment. Whether winning or losing, it is a final conclusion. You can't change it at will."

Li Muyang was helpless. He had to open Lin Biaohai and screamed at the crowd. He said: "The first time you paint, it is inevitable that the technique will be unfamiliar. Please ask Gu and your classmates to do more."

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Li Muyang smiled and had to give it aside and make an invitation gesture. He said, "Please."

Many students gathered around and looked at Li Muyang's paintings.

Consternation, silence, and then it was a big laugh.

"Li Muyang, what is your painting? God, it’s really a laugh--"

"It’s childish, it’s really naive, people who don’t know think it’s from the hands of urchins—”

"The best picture is the dog, which looks like a dog - hahaha -" -

Contrary to the treatment of Chu Ning, everyone who saw the picture was attacked and laughed. It is like seeing the most ridiculous paintings in the world.

They don't blame them for jokes, because Li Mu's paintings look really like - full of local flavor.

Next to the secluded stream, use thick lines to outline some thick roots. The roots of those roots must protrude into the river, as if they were integrated into the stream.

The stream is clear, and two pieces of three pieces of petals are scattered across the river. It looks like a colorful, very beautiful look.

A big dog lay under the branches and spit out his tongue in the distance. It’s like thinking about the past after a nap. A black butterfly stayed on the tip of the big dog's nose and flew tired for a short stay.

Inside the stream is the shadow of the big dog and butterfly, and the reflection of the peach blossoms on the top of the head.

There is no complete peach tree in the whole painting, only the thick root neck of the peach tree can be seen.

I couldn't see the peach trees in the trees, I could only see the redness floating on the stream.

There are no characters to embellish, only a big dog with a hair and a butterfly that has just fallen on the big dog.

The whole picture looks simple and rough, with no weather, no mood and pattern. It seems like a beginner forcibly splicing together a few images that were not originally connected, and then making a very strange painting.

Compared with Chu Ning's paintings, such paintings are superior to judgments, and everyone has an answer in mind.

Chu Ning was smug inside, but he did not move on the surface. He walked to the side of Li Muyang and rubbed his arm with his hand. He said, "Li Muyang, what is your painting? Can you have a name?"

"This painting is called "Spring Light and Relief"." Li Muyang's face was blushing and said with a look.

This is not the name he took, but the name of the old dragon. When he painted this picture, the man who was floating in his mind was splashing ink and painting. In an instant, this painting is presented in the pen.

The white man used the book to write four characters on the scroll, "Spring Lights."

It was dropped again and it was printed. Then I smiled for a long time and finally earned a treasure trove.

When Li Muyang recalled in his mind, he could still feel the proud expression and conceited feeling of the old dragon.

"I am the first to paint the world, and the rest of the people paint garbage." He really thought so.

Can it be said that all of this old dragon is entertaining himself?

Li Muyang was sad, and he felt that he was blinded by the old dragon.

""Spring is venting"? The name is quite good, but this painting is--" Chu Ning looked at Li Muyang with a sneer and said: "The poor."

"It seems that this game is won by Chu Ning." Song stopped on the face of a faint smile, watching Li Muyang said: "I remember the loser to give the winner the color of the head?"

Lin Haohai patted Li Muyang’s shoulder to express his comfort. This is the end of the matter, and he can’t help.

Thousands of degrees are a thoughtful expression on his face. He took a few steps and took a closer look at Li Yang’s "Spring Breath".

The same reaction with her is Gu Yuzhen. Until now, he has not said any commentary on Li Muyang's work.

But it is not a disgusting look that has already given up, but the eyes are confused and the face is looking at the painting with a thoughtful expression.

It seems that I saw something I could not understand, but I thought it was a good thing.

Those who attacked Li Muyang stopped and died at the scene.

Because everyone knows that according to Gu’s character, if he does not look good, he will be out in public, and he will feel that there are places that are embarrassing. Even if the West Wind Princess Chu Ning, he did not show his feelings that the boy's eyes were not vivid and flexible, not realistic enough - if Li Muyang was not well painted, he had no reason to leave him face.

However, what does this expression mean now?

Can it be said that Li Muyang’s paintings are difficult to understand?

"Gu Shi, do you also comment a few words?" Chu Ning looked at Li Muyang with some guilty conscience, and softly reminded Gu Yuxi, who was watching the painting.

Gu Yuzhen mentioned that the jug in his hand wanted to drink, but when he found his mouth, he found that the jug was empty and the wine inside had been drunk.

"Come on." Gu 芜 芜 snorted.

The boy who had been waiting for him ran out and soon returned with a pot of spirits.

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"Exactly." Li Muyang nodded and said, and there was some hope in his heart. Can it be said that this painting is not as bad as they say?

"You said that you are painting for the first time?" Gu Yuen asked again.

"Yes -" Li Muyang answered again. "I have seen it before, but I have never done it myself. So - there may be some embarrassment."

"Not just some embarrassment, but a lot of jealousy." Gu yelled and yelled.

"-" Li Muyang's heart began to sink. Sure enough, this drunkard was bought by the West Wind royal family and now attacks his own work.

"The rough pen, the unevenness of the ink, the twists and turns of the lines, it is simply unsightly, saying that it is the beginner's ulterior motives are to lift you -" Gu 芜 芜 after a large mouthful of wine, said out loud.

Chu Ning's face was overjoyed, and a stone in his heart fell.

Li Muyang repeatedly said, "Yes, yes, Gu Shi reprimanded -"

"Reprimanded? How can I qualify for reprimanding you?" Gu ridiculous said angrily.

"Gu Shi -" Li Muyang's heart went straight down. Even if you paint extremely badly, don't you refuse to be thousands of miles away? I just want to learn a few strokes with you. You have no reason to say this - to ridicule yourself?

"I have studied painting for ten years, but it is not as good as a beginner, I am really mad at me, and I am mad at me. - Is this world really genius? Isn't I a genius in this world?" Once again, mention the wine tiger screaming and sipping the wine. ""Spring is venting," venting a pool of spring ——"

"-"

Everyone is dumb.

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