Heretic Doctor Zihou

"Yes, this princess also thinks that cousin Kexin was definitely framed. If this princess knows who did it, this princess will definitely make her pay a tragic price!" Chu Ling'er also stood up and spoke with Zhen Xueyan tactfully Different, Chu Linger's tone was extremely domineering.

"Next, let me make a picture for you. I hope you can give more advice." Zhen Xueyan glanced at the people, and directly changed the subject, taking everyone's attention away from Zhen Kexin.

Even though everyone was extremely contemptuous of Zhen Kexin's behavior, the princess had already spoken, so naturally they couldn't say anything. As for Zihou, she shrugged, disapproving...

Zhen Xueyan asked the maid to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then stepped onto the stage, ready to improvise painting.

As the most talented woman in the Hundred Flowers Feast last year, Zhen Xueyan's painting skills are indeed attracting attention. Seeing Zhen Xueyan started to paint, most people waited earnestly, looking forward to it.

After a stick of incense, Zhen Xueyan put her pen and got up, and raised her hand to signal the maid to show her paintings.

On a piece of rice paper, the ink-colored pen outlines a cluster of begonias. Each begonia has a different color, ranging from bright red, pink, and lavender. More than a dozen begonias, from the budding to the vying for blooming, all have different postures, which are enough to show the profound skills of the painter.

Above the begonia flowers, two spring swallows are dancing and fluttering. The swallows are vivid and lifelike.

This is a rare masterpiece!

There is no shortage of talents who love to paint arty, and there are also many people who have a deep understanding of painting. After seeing Zhen Xueyan's "Chunyan Opera with Begonia", they all nodded and praised.

"It's just a painting. With this painter, I can barely take a look at it. The others are useless!" Different from the reactions of others, Qi Shaoyang sneered. Zhen Xueyan is hypocritical and disgusted. Even the painting skills that can be obtained are not enough compared to his third uncle's! I am ashamed to say that she is the first talented woman?

It's just a vain name!

Zihou glanced at the so-called Chunyan Opera Begonia, with a gleam in his eyes. He shifted his gaze lightly, fell on Qi Shaoyang, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why, she doesn't please your eyes? Then do you want to **** her off?"

"Yes, of course!" Qi Shaoyang replied without hesitation. He hates hypocrites most! After reacting, Qi Shaoyang's face brightened, "Boss, do you have a solution?"

"Let's take a good look, sister let you know what an angry white lotus flower is!" Zihou patted Qi Shaoyang on the shoulder, the appearance of a big sister, Qi Shaoyang's eyes were bright, and his heart was full of expectation.

The boss shot, I have the world!

Angrily beat White Lotus or something, he likes it best!

"But it's just an ordinary and simple Chunyan play Begonia with no connotation. Isn't the so-called first talented woman at this level?" The lazy voice, with a trace of joking and contempt, made Zhen Xueyan's soft smile suddenly untenable.

"Wei Zihou, what do you mean?" Zhen Xueyan's face shrank, her voice was rare and severe.

"What do you mean? Literally. Or, Miss Zhen can't understand such simple words?" She has a unique skill to deal with Bai Lianhua. This first step is naturally to uncover the hypocritical mask and expose her ugly side.

Sure enough, Zhen Xueyan's face turned hideous when she said this.

"Although Xueyan is not talented, but this painting is also affirmed by everyone present, are you denying everyone's vision?" She has a certain ability to cultivate into a refined white lotus.

As soon as Zhen Xueyan said this, those calligraphy and painting masters or young talents who had previously spoken highly of this painting looked unsightly.

"Ms. Wei, Ms. Zhen's painting is indeed an amazing and rare masterpiece. What do you mean by this?" A handsome young man with a folding fan in his hand was the first to condemn.

"Under the hood, I know that Miss Wei doesn't know anything about painting. Isn't your behavior sensationalizing?"

"If you have the ability, you can make a better painting and let me see what it means to be extraordinary!"

"..."

The dissatisfaction of the crowd made Zhen Xueyan secretly proud. The expression on her face gradually returned to the appearance of a white lotus.

"Is Zihou a joke? If you don't know how to paint, don't make this kind of joke." Zhen Xueyan said very softly, showing a generous attitude. But there was already ridicule and disdain in his eyes.

"If, I said I understand, what should I do?"

"What?" Zhen Xueyan was taken aback, and asked subconsciously. When she reacted, she curled her lips and smiled, extremely disdainful.

Will Wei paint in Zihou, doesn't she know? In the previous feast of flowers, Wei's Zihou was not unsuccessful, but what was drawn in the end? It is simply unsightly!

"If you understand, you can make a picture for me to see." Zhen Xueyan sneered. Don't blame her for making a four-part portrait!

"I don't like to do things that are meaningless." Zihou said, leaving his seat and walking to the stage a few steps. Her gaze stayed on Zhen Xueyan, and she said loudly, "Why not, let's take a gamble. If I paint better than you, you can take off your clothes and run naked..."

"What?" Zhen Xueyan exclaimed, such an appalling bet she had never heard of.

Not only Zhen Xueyan, but everyone in the audience opened their eyes wide, and expressed bad acceptance of such sturdy betting!

"That's impossible..." In Zhen Xueyan's horrified expression, Zihou smiled evilly, and added the words just now, "How could I let you go streaking? At most, let you learn how to bark! "

Puff~

Qi Shaoyang burst into laughter. Seeing Zihou easily irritated Zhen Xueyan for a while, and Bai Lianhua's appearance was on the verge of collapse several times, and he really wanted to laugh.

"What if you lose?" Zhen Xueyan narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth.

"If I lose, it's up to you." Zihou waved his hand indifferently, as if I could speak easily. She wouldn't lose anyway, and it was fine to speak big words.

Zihou has an indifferent attitude, she is called Zhen Xueyan extremely angry, and the little alert in her heart is also gone without a trace of anger.

"Eldest sister, bet with her! Even at the level of her three-legged cat, she dare to challenge you with her eldest sister. It's overwhelming!" Zhen Kexin shouted loudly, with a confident look.

"Yes, cousin, bet with her, how could she be your opponent! Since she wants to humiliate herself, cousin, you can fulfill her!" Chu Linger also agreed with this bet.

"Okay, I'll bet with you!" Zhen Xueyan listened to the two people's opinions, thought for a while, gritted her teeth and nodded, and agreed.

Wait, Wei Zihou, I want you to be convinced!

"In order to save pen, ink, paper and inkstone, as well as my precious time, I added something to Miss Zhen's painting, Miss Zhen, what do you think?"

"I don't have any opinion, I'm afraid, you will regret it!" Zhen Xueyan smiled coldly, disdainfully. If you paint on her paintings, unless you are much better than her, it will only be a miserable foil...