Urban god level system

Even though Song Yulu thought she would win, she still exploded into a small universe, surpassing her previous level and reaching the level of a third-rate painter.

Unbeknownst to Yingjun, the painting skills of the two were originally very similar, but there was a small distance between them because of Tang Meimei.

Ten minutes later, Song Yulu breathed a sigh of relief. She was the first to finish painting. She glanced proudly at the handsome man who was still painting, then carefully took down her painting, and walked around in front of everyone.

A wonderful painting was presented in front of everyone, and Song Yulu said in a proud voice, "How about it? Is my painting good?"

The woman in the painting is very beautiful, with beautiful cheeks, smooth hair, and big eyes. She is wearing a short skirt with knee-length skirts, revealing a pair of beautiful white legs, and the facial features are more delicately painted.

Everyone thought it was good after seeing it, and they praised it one after another. It is true that this painting is the best from an amateur point of view.

However, Sun Xiaotian glanced at Wu Tiantian. He was also a rich second generation. Wu Tiantian's sense of existence was too low.

Sun Xiaotian always felt that Song Yulu was very familiar, and suddenly he remembered, isn't Wu Tiantian's fiancée called Song Yulu, he had heard it mentioned by his parents.

Looking again, it turns out that Wu Tiantian was also very excited, he had already recognized his fiancée Song Yulu, it was just his parents' wishful thinking, he liked Tang Meimei, that's why he appeared here.

Yingjun glanced at it, and felt that Song Yulu was a professional, so he muttered, "The painting is so good, it must have been displayed at a roadside stall."

Song Yulu's face was full of dark lines, and the previous sense of pride was gone, but when he glanced at someone who hadn't finished yet, a smile appeared on his face again, and the winner was decided.

After 2 minutes, he finally finished the painting, and then he turned the painting around. Immediately, everyone was surprised. It turned out that when Yingjun was turning the painting, he forgot that it was an oil painting, which means that the paint is not dry. place, something went wrong.

As a result, everyone was stunned. Just a quick glimpse of the true face of this painting turned it into a failed work.

Yingjun looked at it quickly, and sighed in his heart, bad luck, a painting was finished in such a short time, there must be many problems, so he had to repaint.

Song Yulu said seriously, "Do you admit defeat?"

Of course Yingjun shook his head, how could he admit defeat in this matter, even though the painting is black, black and white, but there are some places that should be exquisite, everyone immediately believed that the painting skills of the two were equal, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

He had no choice but to paint again, and this time he showed his skills and even entered the lottery.

"Welcome to the lottery system. Your merit value is 365, and your karma value is 50." A golden light flashed, and a golden dragon appeared.

After the golden dragon made a sound, the golden dragon's body immediately rolled up, and the mighty and domineering lottery turntable appeared. When the big black and white hands pressed it, where would Hongchen technology, Hongchen products, Hongchen cooking, Hongchen pets, Hongchen merit, and Hongchen karma stop?
The speed of the turntable was fast, and gradually the speed began to slow down. The big black and white hands stopped on the second Hongchen product, which was also the easiest to draw.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom 2013 coupe, the Rolls-Royce Phantom 2013 extended version, and the 2050 Jiuxian flashed out.

"Wait, what is Jiuxian Qi in 2050?"

After he noticed this product, the turntable stopped. In 2050, Jiuxianqi is a product that improves the user's perception.

After leaving the lottery space, there are 265 merit points and 50 karma points left.

A fragrant and mellow wine smell permeated the surroundings, slowly being absorbed by him. This 2050 Jiuxian Qi is like air, and it is a long-term product. He understood that it can be used about 10 times, and the Jiuxian Qi will gradually disappear.

He used this Jiuxian Qi to improve his understanding of painting, and a flash of inspiration immediately appeared in his mind, and the painting of an eagle and a bird that Master Zhao painted for the first time appeared.

He began to concentrate, and then entered into a state of total relaxation, and began to paint like this. It is also a Western painting. This kind of painting can fully express the depicted object by virtue of the covering power and transparency of the pigment, with rich colors and three-dimensional texture. powerful.

Thirty minutes passed, and Yingjun finally finished his painting. He could feel that his technique had improved to a new level, as if he had reached a new level.

"The time is up, there is one minute left." Song Yulu happily reminded that she would definitely win if there were no accidents.

Everyone looked at the past expectantly. The handsome painting just now was no worse than Song Yulu, but they were surprised.

When Tang Meimei's sisters saw such a painting, they were smeared with black paint, with deep disappointment in their eyes.

Handsome smiled slightly, but didn't explain, nicknamed "watching the excitement" and "expert watching the way".

"Haha I won."

After a cheer, Song Yulu trotted and appeared beside Tang Meimei, blinking her eyes cutely, tapped her toes lightly, and pressed her red lips together.

Suddenly, Tang Meimei's eyes went dark, and a tall man appeared, stopping Song Yulu's move.

Yingjun said slowly, "Isn't it just a kiss, what are you in a hurry for?"

After speaking, he leaned down very decisively, tapped lightly on the red lips, and shouted after leaving, "This is your bet."

Wu Tiantian stood up suddenly, he shouted thank you, Qinshou let go of my fiancée.

It's just that he didn't dare.

Everyone was surprised, Song Yulu was stunned, and before she came to her senses, Yingjun said with a half-smile, "I lost to you, so I can only take advantage of you."

"you?"

Song Yulu was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, stomped her feet, and ran away in shame, shouting from a distance, "Hun Dan, our bet is not this, and Tang Meimei is not yours."

At this time, the dishes ordered were ready, and the waiter came in and asked, "Is it ready to serve?"

Tang Meimei asked, "Are the two roast suckling pigs ready?"

The waiter said, "It's still half an hour."

"Let's serve."

The waiter went down, and when he reappeared, the delicacies had been served plate by plate.

Yingjun suddenly asked, "Tang Meimei, what gift do you want for your birthday today?"

Those sisters were speechless when they heard this, and they didn't bring any presents, so they asked directly, what kind of boyfriend is this?

Tang Meimei said expectantly, "I want a portrait of me."

Handsome blinked, "Come here."

Tang Meimei stood up suspiciously, and Yingjun had already taken a glass of rice wine. She walked to the front of Yingjun's painting, followed his wishes, and poured the wine on it.

Tang Meimei had seen this scene in Zhou Xingxing's movie before, and she always thought it was true, but it was never recorded in the history books, and most people thought it was pure nonsense.

With the addition of the fragrant rice wine, the whole black and smudged picture changed rapidly. Many black parts quickly condensed and actually condensed into small stones, and the white parts also began to change.

Finally, a beautiful woman with snow-white complexion and protruding back appeared on the screen. Under her feet was a piece of light grass, and there were small black stones in it, on which an eagle soared.

As soon as this painting appeared, everyone's eyes widened, it was a stroke of genius, it was so shocking.

In the painting, Tang Meimei's whole body is exquisite and noble, especially the short white skirt, which has a different kind of temptation, and the beauty of her beautiful legs is even stronger, making people unable to resist taking a good look.

The expression of the person in the painting is gentle, and the thrilling beauty is no different from that of a real person. Everyone even discovered that Tang Meimei's figure can be drawn like this.

Sun Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said, "This guy must have seen it with his own eyes."

This is the real painting. Looking at Song Yulu's painting again, it suddenly pales in comparison. Ink painting emphasizes the combination of brush and ink, and the combination of brush and ink, in order to achieve a superb state of change. Song Yulu seems to be lacking in expressive power. A feeling of tearing the broken painting.

The next step is to compare the expressions of the characters. If Song Yulu drew a beautiful woman, then the handsome one drew a goddess, who came from the sky with a sense of immortality.

Song Yulu lost completely. Everyone agreed that the level of the two was no longer at the same level. They even thought that Song Yulu was at best a street vendor, while Yingjun was a talented young painter.

"How do you like it?"

Yingjun was very stinky, looking expectantly at Tang Meimei with a surprised expression, then lost his composure, and finally threw himself into a hug, and the two of them can be okay.

"What's the matter? It's so short?" Tang Meimei pointed at the short skirt of the person in the painting and asked her to blame.

"Ahem...I don't think it will be very short." He quibbled.

Unexpectedly, the nervous Tang Meimei continued to ask, "What about this? What is that dark in the sky? An eagle or a dark cloud."

When he saw it, he was embarrassed. It was an eagle. Maybe his hand trembled a little, and he missed it. He couldn't draw it, so he could only lie about it as a dark cloud.

"What about this, what's the matter with this career line?" Tang Meimei pointed at the person in the painting.

"Oops, I made a mistake in my visual inspection." He said it hastily, and hastily lied, "It's because my hand shook."

Tang Meimei's face turned red, and she almost asked 'what is a visual error', but fortunately, the girl's reserve made her hold back.

But next, Tang Meimei looked at the person in the painting, then looked down again, her eyes rolled around, very unconvinced.

It's wrong to be handsome, and I haven't measured it with my bare hands. I don't know if it's big or not. It's good if I draw it for you. It's so troublesome for a woman.

The two were silent for a while, and then Tang Meimei whispered, "Is this painting really for me?"

"Yes, a birthday present for you."

The picture was easy to dry, and soon Tang Meimei carefully kept it, and Song Yulu's painting was stuffed into the bag by her indiscriminately.

To accept Handsome's painting, it is a strong liking and must be obtained, but to accept Song Yulu's painting is purely because I don't want it to fall into the hands of others.