Urban god level system

Dean Zhao was referring to Lan Qian's paintings. She thought Lan Qian would be a little unhappy, but she smiled indifferently.

"There is no winner or loser, Dean Zhao."

Lan Qian smiled, and she felt very good when she thought that her employees came from the master's sect, and the technology was amazing.

"No, you didn't win, you lost."

"This one……"

After hearing this, Lan Qian reluctantly prepared to leave, but at this time, Dean Zhao saw Zhen Yingjun looking at her painting with scrutiny, she said casually, "Young man, what do you think of my painting? "

He is constantly trying to imitate with the 'Genius Learning System', so he directly said the truth without thinking: "It's very average."

The tone was flat, this young man seemed to have a disdain for his own painting, Dean Zhao was a little displeased, he didn't make a sound, and said in his heart, good guy, you wear sunglasses and say it's very ordinary, you are awesome.

As soon as he finished speaking, ten students looked at him with angry expressions, and one girl even said directly: "Nonsense, you dare to say such a thing, please apologize to our teacher quickly, even if the teacher doesn't care, we These disciples will not let you go."

Those who can become Dean Zhao's disciples are not only talented, but also have extraordinary family backgrounds. Among these ten people, only this girl was accepted as a disciple purely by virtue of her talent, and the others all have backgrounds in City A. .

Although the group of people did not speak, the contempt in their eyes was revealed, and they stared at him, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Zhen Yingjun's heart was shocked, and he realized what he had done. His luck was a little bit bad. If he didn't handle it well, he might not be able to stand in City A.

Many people showed gloating expressions on their faces, and Lan Qian murmured inwardly when she heard the words. This group of people are arrogant and have a bad temper. They just threatened directly after saying a few words, what should they do?

Lan Qian looked at Zhen Yingjun, and was very angry. This guy was wearing sunglasses to look at the master's paintings, and he dared to comment on them. He was tired of work.

It was only at this time that Zhen Yingjun came back to his senses. Originally, he was going to apologize, but he felt sullen in his heart.

In front of them, he looked at Dean Zhao's painting with disdain again, and then he deliberately said slowly, "Excuse me, Dean Zhao, this is a landscape painting. There are mountains and waters."

Dean Zhao nodded and said, "It's a landscape painting."

"I have also seen master-level paintings. Painting mountains can make people feel the momentum of mountains, and painting water makes people feel like hearing the sound of waves. This kind of landscape painting should make people feel majestic. Why can't I feel it? arrive?"

Dean Zhao's eyes widened, and she was greatly astonished by this sentence.

Zhen Yingjun went on to say, "Have both body and soul, and the meaning is conceived in the painting. This level is worthy of being a painter. Perhaps, depending on the objects painted and the different feelings, there are also high and low painters, and some people are called masters. The famous poet Li Bai created a large number of poems in his life, more than 900 poems have been handed down to the present, and now the complete anthology contains 1010 poems, which is the "Complete Works of Li Bai", but how many poems are famous?"

Dean Zhao has mastered painting skills and can be said to be an outstanding painter. However, her paintings sometimes fail to reach the level of masters, such as this painting.

Many people don't know this, but Dean Zhao knows that if he wants to draw a painting, there are dozens of painting methods and means of expression, and each method needs to be evaluated by professionals.

Immediately, Dean Zhao did not show a trace of disdain when he heard this, but looked at him with great interest. No one thought that Dean Zhao only painted this painting for 10 minutes.

"Even so, who do you think you are, dare to compare yourself with the teacher? Could it be that you are a disciple of Master Zhang, and you are here to make trouble again, right? The teacher is not here today." The girl said again.

Someone sneered, "Hmph, self-righteous guy, if you have the ability, you can also draw a picture."

Someone answered, "That's right, so what about Master Zhang's disciples? He's not just a turkey, but he dares to comment on the works of the master. You have the ability to come up with a picture."

"no problem."

After Zhen Yingjun finished speaking, he strode back and sat down quickly on a seat. He didn't take off his sunglasses. He picked up the brush and began to draw seriously. This action made a group of people stare.

Someone chuckled lightly, "Even if some people like to play tricks, they really can't control themselves."

Someone even said contemptuously, "I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, there are times when he cries."

"That's right, he didn't even take off his sunglasses, he thought he was a master."

Dean Zhao shook his head, looked at this self-righteous young man, and felt very sorry for him.

He was unmoved, and the 'Genius Learning System' shot out rays of light. Under the guidance of the light, he followed the pattern and moved the brush. It only took a few minutes to draw Dean Zhao's painting intact.

Dean Zhao was very shocked, thinking that this young man also has master-level painting skills. Although this painting imitated his own, it was also close to the first-class level, and it was exactly the same as his own painting.

Everyone in the room had learned how to draw, and everyone could tell at a glance whether the drawing was good or not. They had also studied with Dean Zhao for several years, and their eyes were very vicious. Zhen Yingjun's paintings shocked everyone on the spot.

"The painting is really good." Everyone couldn't help admiring, even Dean Zhao was the same, but Dean Zhao learned from this painting that his own way of painting is not up to the first-class level .

The face of the girl who threatened just now was slightly red, she stood aside and dared not breathe, such a painting was completed in a few minutes, what would happen if she drew a serious one.

"Oh yes, then take a look at this painting." Dean Zhao took a casual look, and his eyes fell on Lan Qian. She picked up the brush and drew another painting in 10 minutes.

After the painting was finished, everyone saw that the person in the painting was young and beautiful, cheerful and lively, with a happy smile on his face, which was actually the same as Lan Qian herself, except that she lacked charm and her expression was a little stiff.

Everyone looked at the painting for a while, and then at Lan Qian. They were silent for a long time, feeling a strange and subtle feeling deep in their hearts.

This time it was a painting of a person, a shocking portrait, Lan Qian was delighted that a master was willing to paint herself.

Not to be outdone, Zhen Yingjun also wanted to paint a portrait. After seeing her wearing sunglasses, they couldn't help muttering in their hearts.

When he finished the painting, it was consistent with the original painting, and everyone was shocked again.

At this time, Dean Zhao became serious, and she drew a picture. One of the eagles soared into the sky, soaring high, domineering and mighty, as if about to rush out of the painting, and the other bird was rustic, But it is alive and well, attached to the grass.

Needless to say, Zhen Yingjun shamelessly put on the 'Genius Learning System', but after seeing half of it, the system instantly prompted 'Warning, the system cannot imitate first-class standards and is about to collapse'.

With a click, the system crashed, and the sunglasses fell to the ground, Zhen Yingjun secretly screamed that something was wrong.

Dean Zhao looked up and sighed inwardly, the young man was serious and took off his sunglasses.

Dean Zhao ignored him, turned his head and continued to paint. This painting lasted for more than an hour.

Zhen Yingjun gritted his teeth and danced the paintbrush in his hand. He drew an eagle, but somehow he turned into a vulture. The bird continued to paint and paint, and finally became a stupid bird, so stupid, this one The drawing is extremely funny.

In comparison, the high and low have been divided.

Dean Zhao suddenly looked at him excitedly, and said, "Young man, who is your teacher? Which school or school did you come from? Could it be that Master Zhang's disciple really came to mess with me?"

He shook his head hastily, even the 'Genius Learning System' collapsed, this is a true master, he said respectfully: "I don't have a teacher, I'm all self-taught."

"What?" Everyone was shocked again.

Hearing this, Dean Zhao's eyes flashed with joy, but he didn't know that as a master painter, Dean Zhao had limited abilities. She asked a question before her teacher died. How many painters can she rank.

The replies she received disappointed her. So far the most famous painters in the world are still Picasso, Van Gogh, Da Vinci, Michelangelo, etc. These foreigners firmly occupy the top [-], while only their own Most teachers can compete with them.

It's not that she can't compare to her own teacher, it's just that she can't surpass her at present. As a master painter, some people have gone further on this road.

Dean Zhao said solemnly, "I would like to invite you to come here to learn painting, the tuition is free, and even if you are willing, I would like to accept you as my student."

As soon as the words came out, people were shocked, so people were dumbfounded. Dean Zhao was already a first-class painter. At that time, rich and nobles came to visit him one after another, and all wanted to learn from him. Dean Zhao only accepted one student.

Later, she ascended to the altar and became a master, and more and more people wanted to learn from her. People who learn to paint all hope to have a famous teacher. Since ancient times, famous teachers have produced excellent apprentices.

As a result, there are many people who are apprentices, but there are very few talented people. It is a terrible thing to be mediocre, and what is even more terrible is to teach a mediocre person.

Now, Dean Zhao thinks that he has found a person who was born for painting, so he naturally wants to be his disciple. Maybe ten years later, there will be a painter who shocks the world under his disciples. The thought of this makes him extremely excited.

"I'm sorry, master, I don't like painting." One sentence broke Dean Zhao's fantasy.

There was a hint of disappointment in her eyes, and she sighed: "If this is the case, forget it."

It was the first time in his life that he was rejected by someone. Any master would feel uncomfortable when he heard this. Even though he wanted to accept disciples in his heart, he still couldn't hold back his face.

"You are really ignorant. Our teacher doesn't know how many people want to learn, but you don't want to learn." The girl was a little bit aggrieved, but her tone was a little more respectful.

"Forget it, if you don't want to learn, don't force it." Director Zhao sighed deeply, walked aside, and the lady immediately chased after her.

Lan Qian looked at Zhen Yingjun, she really didn't expect him to be a genius, his painting skills were superior to her own, if she agreed to Dean Zhao, wouldn't she be able to recruit talents from this Academy of Fine Arts casually.

Suddenly, Dean Zhao said, "You are my best student."

The girl said, "Yes, I have studied with you the longest."

"We can say that we get along day and night."

"Teacher, we can be said to be brothers and sisters."

"Yes, we often discuss skills together."

"Teacher, you are taking me with you."

"What are you talking about, teacher? In fact, I have always regarded you as my sister."

"What sister, I have always regarded you as my sister on the spot."

Lan Qian supported her forehead, shook her head and sighed, "These two people are hopeless."