Super system plunders the heavens

"Wow Ye Yu is here"

"Song of God"

"Ye Yu hurry up and sign my name."

"I want to take a group photo haha... I'm so happy that I'm in the same class as Songshen"

Han Xue sat quietly in her seat and watched Ye Yu with a helpless face surrounded by her classmates, a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Hey, what are you thinking? So obsessed?"

At some point, Ye Yu had escaped from the surrounding of her classmates, sat on her seat, looked at Han Xue in a daze, and laughed.

"what"

Han Xue panicked suddenly, her cheeks blushed, and Kailai whispered, "I didn't think about anything."

Ye Yu rolled his eyes and said with a narrow smile, "Isn't it the scene when you want to marry me?"

Han Xue punched Ye Yu in shame and anger, and said softly, "Not at all."

"By the way, Teacher Ye Yuwu told you to go find him."

In Wu Suowei's office.

Wu Suowei was standing behind the desk, splashing ink and seeing Ye Yu coming in, he greeted with a smile, "Ye Yu, you are here, find a place to sit down, and I will tell you when I finish this painting."

Ye Yu approached and found that Wu Suowei was concentrating on painting.

The pure white rice paper depicts a picture of majestic mountains and rivers, a dragon soars up, soars through the clouds and fog to see the head but not the end.

On the picture scroll, there are majestic and majestic mountains, and the dragon looms among the clouds and mist.

Ye Yu was slightly surprised. Looking at Ye Yu's level, Wu Suowei's picture of Dragon and Kyushu could barely catch the eye.

Don't think that this is belittling Wu's actions. On the contrary, this is already a very high evaluation.

It is not a joke to know that Ye Yu stole Tang Bohu's painting ability and the talent of a literary master.

For a master of literature, it is already beyond the reach of ordinary people.

After drawing the last line, Wu Suowei closed his brush and stood up, looked at it carefully for a moment and smiled in satisfaction, "Not bad, this painting is at my peak level so far."

"Ye Yu, how do you comment on my painting?"

Wu Suowei found Ye Yu standing on one side and asked with a smile.

Ye Yu was stunned and then said out loud, "Uh, the overall brushwork of your painting is strong, powerful and imposing. It's okay... the eyes of the flying dragon are even more perfect."

Ye Yu wiped his forehead secretly and almost told the truth, old man Wu couldn't be mad

"Well~ Ye Yu, you have a good eye"

Wu Suowei was very happy to hear Ye Yu's praise, and then sighed again, "Hey, it's not that I don't want to draw the Dragon Ball, I really have no way to draw it."

Ye Yu nodded secretly. Since ancient times, he has painted the finishing touch. He said that the dragon ball is the most difficult to draw.

Looking at this picture of Dragon Soaring in Nine Provinces, Ye Yu smiled for a while and said, "Mr. Wu, since you have no way to do it, why don't you let me do it for you?"

"You?" Wu Suowei looked at Ye Yu suspiciously and asked in disbelief.

Ye Yu nodded and smiled, "That's right, I asked me to draw the Dragon Ball."

"This···"

Wu Suowei pondered for a moment and asked Ye Yu, "Ye Yu, have you practiced painting systematically?"

Ye Yu scratched her head, "To be honest, no, but I think my drawing skills are not bad."

Chapter 264 I Feel My Level Is Alright

"Feeling good?"

Hearing what Ye Yu said, Wu Suowei was a little speechless. I feel that I am still a master of traditional Chinese painting.

Looking at what Ye Yu and Wu are doing, it is hard to refute Ye Yu, so he can only say euphemistically, "This Ye Yu, to be honest, this painting is the best one I have ever drawn."

Pausing for a while, Wu Suowei continued, "If you can draw this dragon ball well, it will be fine. If you can't draw it well..."

Wu Suowei didn't go on, but Ye Yu could understand Wu Suowei's meaning. If the painting is not good, Wu Suowei's painstaking efforts will be ruined.

Seeing the worried indifferent Ye Yu said in a firm tone, "Mr. Wu, don't worry, even if the painting is not good, it's just a painting, won't it be fine if the painting is better tomorrow?"

A trace of regret flashed in Wu Suowei's eyes, and then he smiled in relief, "It's not bad, it's just a painting. If I pay too much attention to it, I'm afraid my painting skills will stop."

After Wu Suowei finished speaking, he looked at Ye Yu gratefully, "Ye Yu, what you said just woke me up. I believe my next painting will be better than this one."

Wu Suowei handed the brush in his hand to Ye Yu and said with a smile, "Ye Yu, you can draw as much as you want, no matter what you draw, I won't care."

Ye Yu took the brush and smiled lightly, "I'm sure you won't be disappointed."

The brush in hand is covered with ink, Ye Yu lifts the pen and touches it on the dragon head

"All right"

Ye Yu put down the brush in his hand and said to Wu Suowei, "Mr. Wu, I have finished drawing, what do you think?"

Wu Suowei didn't answer, but was fascinated by the flying dragon soaring through the clouds and fog on the picture scroll, fascinated.

"Ms. Wu? Are you okay, Mr. Wu?"

Seeing that Wu Suowei didn't answer, Ye Yu gently pushed Wu Suowei.

"what"

Wu Suowei suddenly exclaimed and turned his head to look at Ye Yu in shock and asked, "Ye Yu, tell me the truth, have you really never learned painting systematically?"

"no"

Ye Yu said firmly, does a master of literature need years of study?Just draw a prize and steal it.

Wu Suowei stared at Ye Yu as if looking at another monster and exclaimed, "Genius Ye Yu, you are a genius!"

Turning his head to look at the flying dragon on the scroll, Wu Suowei was still amazed, "Tsk tsk, so the allusion that the finishing touch of the flying dragon breaks through the wall is not just a myth."

"Ye Yu, your writing seems to have really given life to the dragon

Ye Yu looked at the shocked indifferent smile and said, "Is it that exaggerated?"

Seeing Ye Yu, Wu Suowei said casually and anxiously, "Ye Yu, your strokes are really good, and the master of Chinese painting is nothing more than that."

Wu Suowei walked around the desk a few times and said excitedly, "No, I have to show that old fellow Qi Xuanren who always mocks me that my painting is not as good as his. I want to see what he has to say this time." "

Wu Suowei took out his mobile phone to check his contacts and clicked on the video.

"Wait, let me cover the dragon ball first"

While waiting for the video connection, Wu Suowei tore off a small piece of rice paper and put it on the dragon ball.

嗡

Following the video connection, a thin old man with white hair and beard appeared on the screen of the mobile phone.

"Hey, isn't this old man Wu? Why did you send me a video so leisurely today?"

Qi Xuan saw that it didn't matter if he contacted him and joked with a smile.

Wu Suowei rolled his eyes and pretended to be displeased and said, "Okay, old Qi, I can't contact you if you have nothing to do."

"Haha..." Qi Xuanren smiled and waved his hands and said, "Okay, if you have anything to do, you can tell me, can't you challenge my painting skills again?"

"Hey" Wu Suowei nodded with a smile and said, "You really guessed it right, I just drew a picture of Dragon and Kyushu for you to taste and taste"

Chapter 265 The finishing touch

Qi Xuanren's eyes lit up and he smiled happily and said, "Okay, Lao Wu, let me see if your painting skills have improved."

Wu Suowei smiled mysteriously, "Guaranteed to surprise your eyes"

Qi Xuanren chuckled, obviously not believing what Wu Suowei said, and urged, "Okay, don't boast about your level, I don't know what level you are? Hurry up and show me the painting."

Wu Suowei smiled indifferently and turned the camera of his mobile phone to the picture scroll on the table, "Look at it, Lao Qi, please give me some advice."

Qi Xuanren on the other end of the phone stared at the picture scroll projected on the screen, stroked his beard and studied it carefully for a moment.

"Oh, old Wu, your painting skills have exploded this time! Not bad, the brushwork is strong and powerful, and the majestic and majestic painting scroll is indeed a superb work."

Wu Suowei laughed when he heard Qi Xuanren's praise, "Haha...thank you for the compliment"

"but···"

Qi Xuanren changed his tone and continued, "But your painting skills are still a long way from mine, old Wu, you have to work harder."

"cut"

Wu Suowei's tone was quite disdainful, "I haven't seen which one is higher and lower in the end, it's still open to debate."

"Didn't see the end?" Qi Xuanren was puzzled for a moment, then looked down at the scroll, stared at the dragon's head and asked, "Old Wu, why did you cover up the dragon ball?"

"Hey." Wu Suowei smiled and said mysteriously, "The dragon ball is the essence of this painting."

When Qi Xuanren heard it, he immediately laughed, "You can pull down a mere Dragon Ball, can you still draw flowers?"

Wu Suowei stretched out his hand to pinch the rice paper covering the dragon ball and said with a smile, "Old Qi, you can see that the next moment is to witness the miracle."

唰

As the rice paper covering the Dragon Ball was taken away, a whole picture scroll was displayed in front of Qi Xuanren's eyes.

Qi Xuanren looked at the picture of Dragon Soaring Kyushu on the screen of his mobile phone. At first, he wanted to ridicule Wu Suowei for playing tricks, but when he focused his gaze on the flying dragon soaring in the sky, he felt as if he was struck by lightning.

"This... this dragon is alive"

Qi Xuanren stared at the scroll with his mouth wide open for a long time, unable to speak.

Seeing Qi Xuanren's extremely shocked look through the phone screen, Wu Suowei smiled triumphantly and completely forgot that he was even more surprised than Qi Xuanren before.

"How about Lao Qi? Can my picture of Dragon and Nine Provinces still catch your eye?"

咕咚

Qi Xuanren swallowed hard and asked in surprise, "Old Wu, is this painting really drawn by you?"

Wu Suowei raised his head triumphantly, the excitement on his face was uncontrollable, and he finally won this old guy once.

"That's right, Lao Qi, we've known each other for so many years, you know my handwriting, can you see if it's my handwriting?"

Qi Xuanren stared at the scroll for a long time before saying, "The high mountains, flowing water, and flying dragons are indeed yours, but I still don't believe that you can draw such an astonishing dragon soaring over Kyushu."

Wu Suowei laughed and said triumphantly, "Don't talk about the useless old Qi, tell me what level my painting has reached?"

Qi Xuanren stroked his beard and said in a low voice, "If you don't look at the Dragon Ball, your painting can barely be called a superior work, but with the Dragon Ball..."

Qi Xuanren sighed, "Hey, this is the realm of a master that even I can't reach."

Wu Suowei was shocked. He didn't expect Qi Xuanren to give such a high evaluation. You must know that Qi Xuanren is the leading master of traditional Chinese painting in China.

"Is Lao Qi's mere Dragon Ball stroke actually a grandmaster's realm?"

Qi Xuanren glanced at Wu Suowei, "A simple stroke? This stroke is the finishing touch."

When Qi Xuanren saw Wu Suowei, he was also surprised and puzzled and asked, "Old Wu, tell me the truth, did you draw the stroke of Dragon Ball?"

Chapter 266 What else is there that you won't know

Qi Xuanren looked at Wu Suowei on the opposite side through the mobile phone screen and asked in a deep voice, "Old Wu, tell me if this was drawn by you? You can never do this with your brushwork."

Wu Suowei on the opposite side smiled wryly, "Old Qi, you really understand that this picture of Dragon and Kyushu is all drawn by me except Dragon Ball."

Qi Xuanren suddenly realized, "No wonder you tell me who painted this dragon ball?"

Wu Suowei chuckled and didn't answer Qi Xuanren directly but asked, "Old Qi, guess what?"

Qi Xuanren stroked his beard lightly and fell into deep thought.

Not to mention all the people in the painting and calligraphy circles of Huaguo, Qi Xuan, they all know each other, at least the top masters are familiar with it.

However, Qi Xuanren thought about it, but he couldn't figure out who had the ability to turn a picture scroll into a magical one with just one stroke of the Dragon Ball.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Qi Xuanren has never had such a headache.

"Okay, old Wu, tell me quickly, who is the hermit who has this kind of writing power?"