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But suddenly he was taken aback, and subconsciously called out.

"He moved!"

Moved?Several people looked up one after another.

Su Meng suddenly opened his eyes, picked up a brush from the table, filled it with ink, and quickly started to write and draw.

"No, what are you doing, little uncle?"

Xiao Yueyue asked with a confused face.

Others also looked confused.

A flash of understanding flashed in Bai Xiaoling's eyes, and he said uncertainly.

"Is he... painting?"

"He really knows how to paint Chinese paintings?"

What?Everyone on the scene and in the live broadcast room was taken aback.

Immediately, he couldn't help but roared with laughter.

Boss Yang laughed so hard that tears almost came out.

"Why is Su Meng so cute?"

"If you say he can't draw, does he still have to prove himself?"

Deng Ziqi is also happy to spend.

"I guess he's playing tricks again!"

"After all, even a primary school student can't handle art class, you said he can draw?"

"If he can draw, then I'll clean the toilet!"

Liu Tianxian thought for a while and said hesitantly.

"How about... let's go and have a look?"

Her proposal was quickly accepted by everyone.

Several people walked along the hillside lightly.

Boss Yang took the lead, and quickly walked behind Su Meng. Just as he was about to speak, he glanced at the table inadvertently, and was suddenly stunned.

The whole person seemed to be petrified, motionless.

Seeing this, the others were also slightly taken aback.

But the next moment... everyone was shocked!

On the table, a large sheet of paper was laid out.

At this time, on the paper, the pen is constantly dancing.

More importantly... hiss...

……

In the live broadcast room, seeing this weird scene, everyone was stunned.

"What happened to these people? What did they see?"

"Isn't it? Could it be that Su Meng is really painting?"

"Hahaha, it must be that Su Meng's paintings are too abstract. These people are doubting life."

"Maybe Su Meng is writing a new song? What the hell, write a song with a brush? It's a bit of a small sculpture."

"Well, I admit it, you managed to attract my attention!"

"Where's the cameraman? Where did he die? Let me see what they saw!"

In the school, the director flew up and kicked a videographer's ass.

"Why are you still standing there? Go up and have a look!"

The cameraman was about to cry.

"Brother Su drove me down just now, don't let me disturb."

"He also said that if I disturbed him, he would let me carry the coffin..."

"Just now was just now, now is now!" The director couldn't bear it anymore.

"Don't you know that curiosity killed the cat?"

"The labor and management are wondering what they are doing!"

"If you don't go, this month's bonus..."

The cameraman was startled and ran over in a hurry.

……

On the top of the hill, Su Meng slowly put down his brush and let out a long breath.

Turning his head to look at it, he said lightly.

"Big honey, Tianxian'er, come and help me unfold!"

ah?Several people woke up suddenly, looking at Su Meng with something wrong.

Is this still the Su Meng I know?

"Why are you still standing still?"

Boss Yang and Liu Tianxian came back to their senses and walked over cautiously.

Standing on one side, they slowly unfolded a large piece of paper from the table.

The cameraman ran up panting with the camera on his shoulders.

Glancing over, he was stunned.

Even the camera on the shoulder fell to the ground without realizing it.

Countless netizens in the live broadcast room sent out a lot of question marks at the same time.

"Don't you want to see what Su Meng is doing? What do you mean by taking pictures of two pairs of long legs?"

"Fuck! From this angle, the beautiful legs of Liu Tianxian and Boss Yang are really invincible!"

"Are there any benefits of leg control?!"

"Typing with both hands to show my innocence...what if the toilet paper is gone?"

"It's a pity, they are wearing pants today, if they wear skirts...cough cough cough..."

"This shooting angle is wonderful! It's a solid shot! This cameraman came from Madou!"

"Screenshot taken, screen licked, sage time entered..."

"Don't you look at Su Meng? Why are you looking at these two pairs of legs? Are you bullying my mother with short legs?"

……

After a long time, the director's curses on the intercom finally woke up the cameraman.

He tremblingly picked up the camera, took a deep breath, and carefully aimed at the big piece of paper.

At a glance!

Just a glance!

In the live broadcast room, everyone was shocked!

What big paper?It turned out to be a painting!A landscape painting!

In the picture, there are spring mountains spewing green, and flowing springs splashing in the valley, gurgling softly.

The high mountains are towering everywhere, the dead trees grow new branches, and slender buds bloom, forming a strong sense of spring.

Between the green mountains, the strange peaks cover the sky. On the top of the mountain, the dense forest is like a huge black blanket cap on the cliff, and the black and green wild flowers are famous.

There are strange rocks lying on the waves above the gurgling stream, and there are gauze-like cloud shadows between the mountains and rivers, looming and disappearing, as if turning into steaming mist and rising.

At the mouth of the valley, two scribes sat cross-legged on the rocks of Linxi to talk quietly. Under their feet, there was a hanging spring like a drill, which merged into the stream, and the jumping beads splashed out, as if there was a cold sound.

Elegant and dusty!Poetic!

The fusion of mountains and water is a combination of static and dynamic, monotonous and wonderful, which constitutes the most beautiful scenery.

The beauty of nature is vividly displayed in this picture!

Everyone looked at it and was instantly immersed in it.

Faintly, it seemed that there was an inexplicable coolness on his cheeks, as if his face was splashed wet by the stream in the painting.

Then the oncoming spring breeze blows gently, instantly refreshing, cool and comfortable.

This painting... is amazing!

……

Su Meng looked at the reactions of everyone in front of him, and his mood was also comfortable.

Who said just now that I don't know how to paint?

Stand up and get beaten!

Labor and management's traditional Chinese painting skills are god-level bestowed by the system!

The god-level suona makes people cry and make people laugh, and the god-level Chinese painting skills are ordinary?

However, he also had other intentions when he took out this painting.

Su Meng coughed dryly and said lightly.

"Mimi, Tianxian'er, put away the paintings."

"Yes." The two reluctantly took a last look, and then carefully rolled up the scroll.

Without this painting, everyone returned to normal.

Deng Ziqi rushed over and grabbed Su Meng, her tone changed.

"Su Meng! Is this what you drew just now?"

Su Meng smiled slightly and said lightly.

"Didn't you see it just now?"

Deng Ziqi's hands were shaking.

"It's amazing! This painting is amazing!"

"I actually felt the artistic conception from this painting!"

"I seem to... have entered into this painting, and I feel like I am the person in the painting!"

Several other people also nodded again and again, the excitement on their faces was beyond words.

Such a masterpiece, I was lucky enough to witness its birth with my own eyes?

At this time, the live broadcast room has completely exploded.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

"This...is this really drawn by people?"

"5555...It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful! Su Meng is awesome! Su Meng is awesome! Su Meng is awesome!"

"In the past, I only talked about those mysterious and mysterious artistic conceptions. Unexpectedly, today I can really feel what is the artistic conception. I suddenly have an urge to cry."

"A masterpiece! It is definitely a masterpiece! I suddenly felt that Van Gogh and the like are so weak!"

"I actually understood this painting. I felt as if I had entered the painting. Standing on the top of the mountain overlooking the mountains and rivers, my heart suddenly opened up."

"No! I feel like I have become one of the chess players, quiet and indifferent, and the whole person suddenly calmed down."

"I feel like I'm standing by the river, the breeze is blowing on my face, and there is still a trace of moisture, which is very comfortable."

"I was standing under the tree, and I saw spring returning to the land, the trees sprouted, and a hint of greenness spewed out... But this painting seems to be only black and white, right?"

In the waterfall-like barrage, everyone was shocked.