The proud master of the female president

Fan Lingshu considered himself quite quiet.

but!

Why did she completely lose control in front of Lin Yu time and time again, almost completely ignoring her image, and becoming no different from a shrew?
She didn't want that either.

But...it's too hateful!
For the first time, she was just following behind, wanting to see what happened to the man her best friend had her eyes on—of course, she did have the purpose of grabbing his pigtails and alienating the relationship between the husband and wife.

The results of it?
Not to mention being hit by his car, he even claimed to take her back and sleep with her best friend... She even wanted to confine her and give birth to him!
The second time, the first kiss was forcibly taken away!
In successive "confrontations", she suffered so much and was bullied, she wished to cut Lin Yu into pieces.

"Tell me, than what?"

Lin Yu stared at Situ Xiao, and said indifferently: "How about... find a place and fight?"

fight?

Situ Xiao, who was originally enraged, immediately calmed down when he heard these words.

He remembered that last time, when he was ambushed by that master, he was injured first and then fell into a coma. Although he didn't know what happened afterwards, but... Isn't Lin Yu standing here safe and sound is the best proof?
Maybe, this kid has a very high level of martial arts.

If you compete in martial arts, you will probably lose!

"Brother! Compete with him in traditional Chinese painting!" Fan Lingshu hurriedly offered a move.

"..."

Situ Xiao didn't say anything, just shook his head silently.

"shut up!"

Suddenly, a thunderous voice cut off Fan Lingshu: "A gentleman can be deceived in the right way, but it is hard to ignore the wrong way--Lingshu, how did I teach you?!"

Not far away, several old men and women, under the guard of a group of apprentices, were watching the conflict here.

Fan Zhenlong arrived early.

He has been watching from the sidelines, quietly observing the development of the whole situation, and has no intention of intervening in this kind of conflict between juniors.

until……

When his granddaughter said this, he was completely enraged.

He didn't know Lin Yu.

He didn't know whether Lin Yu was a gentleman, but he would never allow his disciples, including his beloved granddaughter, to use the despicable methods of a villain-whatever you are good at, you can compare yourself with others. Is this fair?

Let a scientist compare with the courier who is better at delivering courier. Could it be said that the courier is better than the scientist?
Everyone has his strong and weak points.

Everyone is proficient in different fields, right?

"Grandpa, I..." Fan Lingshu lowered his head in shame.

"You choose." Situ Xiao stared at Lin Yu.

Just now the younger sister suggested that he should compare Chinese paintings with Lin Yu, but he silently shook his head and refused, and it was for this reason.

Using the field he is familiar with as a competition event... He can't do this kind of thing!
"If I choose, you will lose." Lin Yu chuckled.

"..." Situ Xiao frowned.

"It's simple."

At this time, Fan Zhenlong took a step forward and said with a loud smile: "Both sides will come up with one question, and it will be enough for the last two rounds. If both sides win one round, Suyu will come up with the third question."

There is no doubt that the way he proposed was fair, and both parties immediately agreed.

but……

Which one should we compare first?
Soon, Lin Yu and Situ Xiao each wrote their own competition questions on paper, and Shen Suyu drew lots to choose.

The first game is very important!
Whoever wins the first game will have the upper hand in terms of momentum.

Situ Xiao and Fan Lingshu were very nervous: the brothers and sisters had the same idea, and they didn't want to win Lin Yu's questions.

Shen Suyu pursed her lips, her mood was extremely complicated and her mind was in a mess.

The note was taken out of the closed box.

She opened the note, her eyes were obviously frozen, and she looked at Lin Yu blankly.

"Suyu, what is it?" Fan Lingshu hurried to read the note.

"Don't look at it, it's a Chinese painting." Shen Suyu recovered and put the note away.

"Great!"

When he heard that it was a Chinese painting, Fan Lingshuman was very excited: "Senior Brother, it was you who came up with the question!"

Most people didn't pay attention to the details, only Fan Zhenlong felt strange.

Two questions each, the probability of being drawn is as high as 50%, and even if the first round is not drawn, won't the second round be compared?Why did Shen Suyu smoke Chinese paintings and look at Lin Yu so strangely?
"Please!" Situ Xiao walked towards the long table not far away.

"Please."

Lin Yu nodded and followed.

So far, he has a good impression of Situ Xiao.

It is true that this guy was a little impulsive before, and even proposed to compete with himself, but from the standpoint of the other party, it is justifiable, right?

It's hard for anyone to let go of the woman I like marrying someone else.

I finally found out the truth, and found out that there was something hidden about the marriage. Just as my emotions took a 180-degree turn, I found out something even more tragic.

Who can stand such ups and downs?

Facing the interception by zero organization masters, he should have hated Lin Yu to the bone, but instead stood up to help.

and also!

When Fan Lingshu proposed to try Chinese painting, he immediately rejected it silently shaking his head.

Love and hate.

fair and just.

This is the style of a gentleman!
Because of this, when Situ Xiao proposed a competition, Lin Yu had no intention of accepting the move, until Fan Lingshu jumped out, said a lot of humiliating words, and forced him to accept the challenge.

There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the long table.

That's right!

This is a program arranged by the organizer - masters of different genres will send their disciples to paint together and compare skills.

Now, the sparring has become a real duel!
The two long tabletops face each other, and they can not only see each other, but also see each other's paintings.

very good!

Seeing Situ Xiao start painting, Lin Yu immediately made a judgment in his heart.

Compared with the half-baked Guo Jinlin, Situ Xiao is a real master of traditional Chinese painting. Regardless of his basic skills or skills, he has an attitude of crushing painters of the same age.

"As expected of Mr. Fan's favorite student!"

"My few disciples are far inferior."

"Young and promising!"

A group of old men and women were full of praise.

It is not a flattering compliment, but a compliment from the heart.

No one cares about Lin Yu, or in most people's minds, they don't think that a random person can be compared with Fan Lao's favorite student-not at the same level at all, is there any comparability?

Even Situ Xiao didn't think there was any suspense in the first Chinese painting competition.

"Stinky rascal... let's see how you die!"

Off the court, Fan Lingshu gritted his teeth.

Comparing traditional Chinese painting with big brother?
court death!

"Mr. Lin will lose?" Jiang Yuanfan frowned, looking very worried.

"No." Xiao Long shook his head.

"He is proficient in Chinese painting?"

"How would I know?"

"Then how are you sure he won't lose?"

"He never lost."

In Xiao Long's eyes, there was fanatical admiration: "At any time, he will never lose!"

When he said this, he was like the people in ancient times, who worshiped the totem—this kind of worship does not need any reason, just like faith in the heart.

suddenly!

Situ Xiao, who was concentrating on painting, glanced at Lin Yu inadvertently.

brush!
In an instant, his face became serious.

Almost everyone's attention was focused on him, when they found that his face suddenly changed, so... a bunch of eyes turned away from him, and followed his eyes-looking at Lin Yu.

Do not!
To be precise, it was to look at the painting Lin Yu was making.

There was shock.

There is surprise.

There is unbelievable.

and also……

"It's him?!"

Fan Zhenlong suddenly thought of something, walked quickly to Shen Suyu, and whispered: "Suyu, the painting I borrowed from you..."

"He painted it." Shen Suyu murmured.

When she said this, her gaze became very complicated: "Grandpa Fan, he and Brother Situ..."

She knows how to appreciate, but her ability is only average, not proficient.

Although she knew that Lin Yu had great painting skills, otherwise she would not be able to defeat Guo Jinlin, but she also knew that Situ Xiao was a real master of traditional Chinese painting-who is stronger and weaker between the two?She has no idea.

"Xiao'er, come down."

suddenly!

Fan Zhenlong sighed, his face became increasingly ugly, and Situ Xiao, who was sweating profusely, said, "You lost."

Gah!
Everyone was stunned.

This is just the beginning of drawing, okay?

Why did you lose if you didn't finish the painting?