Elf Archer of Life in Another World

After the sun rises and the moon sets, people in Dagda feel as if time has stopped at a certain moment.

The fast, impromptu and ambiguous happiness is stretched out, the bonfire does not go out, the fireworks do not go off, the shooting stars do not go out, and the singing and dancing are endless.

Although it was indeed a naughty joke at the beginning, when Qi Youfeng held a knife to his neck, Gongzi Yan felt that his sudden flash of inspiration was a wonderful and wonderful idea. He would rather die than surrender, and solemnly declared that he would Determination to devote oneself to art.

Qi Youfeng couldn't really hack him to death, so he gritted his teeth for a while, then chopped off a corner of the float's shaft with his backhand, and walked away angrily carrying the half barrel of raspberry wine.

Suddenly, the event was unveiled and the competition started. The originally peaceful campfire was once again crowded with people. Looking from a distance, everyone whispering to each other was equally excited and confused.

There are no restrictions on creative content, no venue planning, and no third party responsible for supervision. I don’t know what the use of winning this competition will be. It seems that I just want to see everyone having nothing to do. I simply list an entry and let everyone do something more meaningful. compete***.

Many players who followed the trend and signed up already found it troublesome. They took a piece of paper, drew some lines, and put on some fingerprints of different colors, and started to solicit people to vote. They also brought wine glasses and left a few behind. A blowing kiss.

"It's easy to cheat in this kind of competition where no one cares, right?"

Behind Young Master Yan, Ah Qin whispered, somewhat worried for their team.

"If you can stand out in such a situation of extreme freedom, wouldn't it be more proof of my master's painting skills?"

Young Master Yan didn't look worried and didn't intend to join in the crowd. He turned around and directed Ah Qin to bring out a mahogany table and place it in front of the float.

Remember m in a second.

He rolled up his sleeves, laid out blank drawing paper, put away penholder, paperweight, paints and other items, sat on the ground, burned a stick of incense, set up a small fire, boiled a pot of hot water, and leaned against the shaft of the car. He closed his eyes slightly and played with the celadon tea cup in his hand.

After waiting for a while, the aroma of tea overflowed and the drinker was enjoying himself. This small world that was incompatible with the carnival atmosphere gradually attracted the attention of others.

Although many people were curious, they were also struck by the clear and peaceful atmosphere here, so they crept closer and watched quietly and from a distance.

When those elf players with "smart ears and eyes" noticed the unusual tranquility here and attracted more people's attention, the incense stick on the short table had just burned out, and Young Master Yan finally put down the first stroke on the white drawing paper. .

Qi Youfeng, who had just reunited with his brothers from Qiulong Village after a long absence, was also in the crowd.

He felt that the self-proclaimed dandy in Bagua City looked more pleasing to the eye.

But it has to be said that Gongzi Yan's painting style of an outsider is definitely outstanding here. As long as he paints a painting of acceptable quality before the curiosity of the onlookers wanes, he will have successfully established his own reputation. name.

People are always more impressed by things with special characteristics, such as this young oriental man who avoids the hustle and bustle amidst the hilarity.

People will also be deeply impressed by things with the label of "first", for example, this person who perfectly delivered an excellent answer when the competition just started and when others had no clue.

Qi Youfeng also had some understanding and appreciation of Gongzi Yan's painting skills. At this time, he immediately thought of a saying:

The pearls and jade are in front, and the wooden raft is behind.

It seems that there is no need to worry about the result of the first competition of this art festival.

But... thinking of the name of their participating team, Qi Youfeng still wanted to hit someone, and also wanted to get closer to see what Gongzi Yan had drawn.

"Brother Feng, I think the young master painted a girl. Could it be that he painted a sister-in-law?" Guan Yun stood on tiptoes and stretched his neck to look over there.

"What? As long as you're a girl, it's Nian Nian?" Qi Youfeng glanced sideways at Laoguan.

"No, no, the young master has seen so many girls, and any one you choose is a beauty. I'll just talk about it casually, just talk about it."

After being stepped on by another brother, Guan Yun quickly explained. Before he finished speaking, his other foot was stepped on heavily.

"Let's go, what's there to see here? Let's go back and drink. It's been a long time since I had a good time with you."

Seeing Young Master Yan flicking his wrist, seemingly drawing a semicircular curve, Qi Youfeng turned around and wanted to leave.

"Look again and look again."

"We are just waiting for the young master to shock the whole audience with his tiger body."

"That's right, how could you miss such a refreshing plot?"

"It also shows those foreigners what it means to have a profound and profound Chinese culture."

The bandits in Qiulongzhai tried their best to persuade him to stay. No one wanted to leave. They just wanted to wait for the most critical moment to applaud and cheer for Young Master Yan and advertise.

There is only such a scholar in their gangster den, so of course his family will praise him.

The persuasion was ineffective and it was difficult to say more, so Qi Youfeng had to give up, plundered the wine bags from several people, and drank a few sips of wine.

Guan Yun pinched the wine bag that shriveled up instantly and looked at him sympathetically: "Brother Feng, sister-in-law won't let you drink?"

"..."

"It's okay, it's okay, brothers are here to help! Don't worry, we will never make any snitches!"

Guan Yun walked around and picked up a bunch of wine bottles for Qi Youfeng. He stuffed them into his arms with envy and pity, saying that Qi Youfeng was the trouble of happiness.

"..."

Qi Youfeng held his forehead with his hand, not knowing whether to thank Guan Yun or greet Mr. Guan Yun first.

Why was he suddenly in such a miserable state?

"The painting is finished, the painting is finished!"

"Fuck, I am indeed a beautiful woman!"

Qi Youfeng looked up and saw Young Master Yan standing up and unfolding the scroll in his hand. Two sharp sword lights suddenly appeared on the back of the paper, shocking everyone and taking half a step back.

After calming down and taking a closer look, people saw a heroic woman with her skirt flying amidst the dancing maple leaves. She was holding two full-moon scimitars and was looking straight ahead. She smiled proudly, but she was also a bit delicate and cute.

Behind the maple forest are the traditional freehand mountains, with green light and dark, which look like sunlight filtered by clouds and mist, or reflected by the two sword lights. There is a vague artistic conception of the unity of heaven and man.

Young Master Yan stepped forward and slowly showed the painting to everyone present, but in the eyes of everyone, it was the woman in the painting walking towards them step by step, like a rose with thorns, both dangerous and tempting.

The men in Qiulongzhai became more and more shocked as they watched.

Firstly, it was because of the shocking signature next to the painting, "Yihong Gongzi Yanzuo of Yihongyuan", and then because... the two full-moon scimitars in the hands of the woman in the painting seemed particularly familiar.

Take a closer look, why does that beautiful woman’s face look familiar?

Some people thought about it for a moment, shrank their necks, and suddenly felt that the title of the painting "Double Swordsmanship" was even more dazzling than the two knives.

The few people around Qi Youfeng looked at Gongzi Yan's paintings for a while and his face for a while, but no one dared to ask first.

I always feel that...if anyone dares to say one more word, they will be killed on the spot in the next second.

"Eh? Brother Feng," Guan Yun stared at her for a long time and let out a long oh, "Why does this beauty look a bit like you?"

"Kind of similar?" Qi Youfeng asked with a smile.

"Well..." Guan Yun looked at it seriously again, "It's not a little bit, but it's very similar."

The men around Guan Yun quietly retreated to avoid suffering the consequences of Chi Yu.

"Brother Feng, do you have a younger sister?" Guan Yun looked forward to it and rubbed his hands a little nervously.

"Are you attracted to it?" Qi Youfeng was still smiling.

"Hey, this is called keeping the good news from outsiders. We have known each other for such a long time. Don't you know what I am like? I must be a great man!"

Seeing that there was something going on, Guan Yun slapped his chest loudly.

"Brother Feng does have a sister, you can meet her in a few days."

When the manual exhibition came to Qi Youfeng and the others, the young master Yan raised the painting. Seeing that Qi Youfeng was about to draw his sword again, he quickly mouthed the word "Nian Nian", which saved the painting from being destroyed. disaster.

Besides, wasn't the person who proposed that Qi Youfeng go back on his own, his beloved Nian Nian?

Why didn't Qi Youfeng dare to draw his sword against Nian Nian?

He just knows how to bully his poor single, Young Master Yan!

"Really?" Guan Yun believed it to be true and quickly asked, "What is our sister's name?"

Qi Youfeng was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he calmly turned around and left.

Young Master Yan smiled and replied:

"The weather is crisp and clear in autumn, and the maple leaves are fragrant against the fragrant cinnamon. Our brother Feng's sister...is probably called Qi Wugui?"