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Chapter 69
"Pretending to be a ghost!" Xu Tian smiled disdainfully, "It's just a simple landscape painting, what's so good about it?"

And the people around were also stupefied, looking at this painting and wondering if there was anything special about it.

"This kind of painting, I can draw it..."

"That's right, is there anything special about it?"

"This guy wanted to admit defeat just now, he must not be able to draw anything good..."

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders, looked down at his phone, and found that there was another order message, so he greeted Liu Qing and left.

Seeing this, Xu Tian was very proud.

This guy was probably scared, worried that his doodles would be exposed, so he left.

"Liu Qing, don't associate with this kind of guy in the future." Xu Tian hurried to Liu Qing's side to show his courtesy.

However, unlike the others, Tang Song and the others stared at the painting thoughtfully, as if there was something special in the painting that attracted them.

Originally, this painting was facing everyone, and the content on the screen was just a landscape painting.

However, after being turned around by Ye Chen, the content of the screen suddenly changed.

Tang Song frowned slightly, then suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if seeing something incredible.

And Eric also stared at the painting dumbfounded: "This, this..."

I saw that on the screen, it was originally the content of a splashed ink landscape painting, but after being reversed, it became an ancient poem.

Wu Si Shutong Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountains are still drooping.

Jiang E is sorrowful of bamboo and female, and Li Ping China plays the bamboo.

Kunshan jade broken phoenix screamed, Furong cried and dew Xianglan laughed.

Cold light melted in front of the twelve gates, and 23 silk moved the purple emperor.

Nuwa refining stone to fill the sky, the stone breaks the sky and makes Qiuyu amused.

Dreaming of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, the old fish dances the thin dragon dance.

Wu Zhi restlessly leaned against the laurel tree, and flew damp and cold rabbits with bare feet.

This is from Li He's "Li Ping Konghou Yin", the whole poem is full of romanticism, sometimes underground, sometimes in the sky, where the pen goes and the thought lies, that is the beauty of the picture.

This painting is a beautiful poem when viewed from the upside down, but it is an extremely elegant landscape painting when viewed from the front.

In other words, Ye Chen used a poem to draw a landscape painting.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is amazing!

Tang Song stared blankly at the painting in front of him, unable to think of words to describe it for a while.

All words are eclipsed in front of this picture.

In comparison, although Jessim's paintings are highly skilled and incorporate the brushwork of many masters over the years, they also seem to be overshadowed.

If you look at Jessim's painting alone, it is also a beautiful handicraft, but Ye Chen's painting is far beyond the category of handicraft.

"This is art!" Tang Song sighed after a long time.

On the other hand, Eric's face was extremely ugly. How could anyone in this world be so skilled?

You know, if you want to draw this kind of words, you need more than simple painting skills.

What it needs is the integration of calligraphy and painting, and the interweaving of the two, so as to achieve the state of writing like a god, and every stroke is an art.

The combination of the elegance of ink painting and the flowing and swaying beauty of poetry forms a unique aesthetic feeling.

In the eyes of Liu Qing and Jess, this feeling is even stronger.

There seemed to be a majestic and beautiful mountain in front of them, standing in front of them, and on the mountain, there were swaying phoenix trees, flying phoenixes, and the clouds in the sky formed layer after layer of waves, spreading slowly.

Such a beautiful view is beyond description in words.

"It's too, it's too powerful..." Liu Qing's eyes were blank, and she was in a great shock.

She thought that Ye Chen could draw a simple ink painting, which would be good, but what she didn't expect was that he could create such a painting.

Jesm muttered to himself, unable to believe what happened in front of his eyes.

Since he studied, he has firmly believed that he is the leader of the future art world, and no one can surpass him in art.

until today.

Ye Chen's painting skills seemed to have hit his heart hard, smashing his proud self-esteem to pieces.

Ask yourself, the painting skills shown by Ye Chen are impossible for him to do now.

Even, Jesm had a faint feeling in his heart that even if he went to learn calligraphy and painting, he might not be able to do this.

This is no longer something that can be achieved through hard work, it is pure talent.

To be able to use a poem to paint directly into a painting, it requires a deep understanding of calligraphy and painting to be able to do it...

And most importantly, the opponent's completion speed is faster than him!

This is the hardest thing for Jesme to accept.

This is like, the other party uses the most rare painting method, surpassing your own most skilled painting.

The gap between them is probably as far as the entire fingertip galaxy...

But Xu Tian didn't hear Tang Song's muttering to himself. Seeing that the seniors didn't respond, he immediately felt complacent.

Hey, it's probably because this guy's paintings are too difficult for everyone to evaluate.

At this time, he needs to play!
"Such rubbish paintings, don't continue to put them here to pollute your eyes." Xu Tian said as he walked forward.

He didn't want Ye Chen to be in the limelight here, he was already ashamed enough last time.

Is it possible to let Ye Chen show the limelight here today?

As he said that, he was about to go forward, ready to grab the painting and criticize it.

"stop!"

Seeing Xu Tian's actions, Tang Song yelled loudly as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Tang Song's voice was so loud that Xu Tian was startled immediately, and even the people around him were also startled.

Xu Tian quickly retracted his hand, looked up, and found that it was Tang Song, so he put away his dissatisfied expression, and muttered: "Master Tang, you don't have to care about this kind of rubbish..."

However, Tang Song said indifferently: "Do you know that you almost destroyed a priceless treasure?"

Priceless?

After Tang Song's voice fell, the people around took Xu Tian as the dividing line, and immediately showed two different expressions.

One of them is the people led by Tang Song. Although their vision is not high, they believe in Tang Song's vision, and those with high vision can naturally see the particularity of this painting. They didn't say too much, but their faces became serious.

Because they knew that with Tang Song's character, he would never talk about it.

In other words, this seemingly ordinary splash-ink landscape painting in front of me is really a priceless treasure!

On Eric's side, except for Jesm and Eric, other people showed disdainful expressions, and some even laughed loudly.

In their view, only the paintings drawn by their own players are real treasures.

Exquisite craftsmanship, superb painting skills, and the filling of details are worthy of being called a painting.

And what is the pile of black, white and white things that are not even filled in the details on the opposite side?
Some even shouted: "That's nothing but a pile of rubbish!"

"That's right, what's there to see, it's just shit!"

"I see that you Chinese people only know how to make publicity!"

(End of this chapter)