The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Wei Fuzi looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "The second scene is like a painting."

draw?

Yi Junkun and Liu Yi glanced at each other. When it was over, Yun Shu was still learning the basics, and he had never drawn twice at all. The other party looked like he was doing it with ease.

Seeing the anxious expressions on their faces, Master Wei continued to say, "And this time our painting is not the same as before. Our academy recently taught a new style of painting, which can draw people in a beautiful way. It's lifelike, as if it were a direct rubbing."

He said, looking at Gu Yunshu, "I heard that your master is also learning this kind of painting during this period of time. I think he has already taught you. Since everyone has not been learning for a long time, this competition is naturally the most fair. already."

Yi Junkun was a little annoyed that they had never learned any new painting methods at all. This Master Wei told himself that he had to step on them, which was abominable.

The other students wanted to speak, but were stopped by Yi Junkun.

"You don't need to make meaningless arguments, or we'll fall into the lower ranks before we start the comparison." He pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Let's see what the new style of painting they are talking about is."

They can't shout at this time, otherwise they will only embarrass themselves even more.

From the expression on Wei Fuzi's face, he was clearly waiting for them to refute.

Seeing them silent now, there is still a trace of regret on his face.

Immediately, Master Wei could only focus on Gu Yunshu and asked, "Do you have a problem?"

Yun Shu shook his head, full of confidence, "No problem."

Qin Wenzheng, who was not far away, sighed, "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, this kid is just like his sister."

"Isn't it good? Seeing how he looks, even if he loses, he won't fall down." Although Ge Shi was worried, Gu Yunshu still made him laugh.

Wei Fuzi snorted softly and let someone bring the things up.

Two tables, two chairs, some paper, two charcoal pens, gone.

The people below were all looking at each other, looking at the things above in confusion.

In painting, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are always the most basic equipment. Now there are only pen and paper, or charcoal?

Gu Yunshu touched his chin, looked at something familiar, and sat down upright.

Wei Fuzi said, "I will use this charcoal pen to paint today, um, how about painting the old man?"

He asked the guy again to take a chair, sit upright on it, put his hands on the arm of the chair, and look forward in an unfathomable way.

The students of Dongyi Academy nodded, "Students are fine."

After he finished speaking, he sat down, took the charcoal pen and thought for a while, and then started to do it.

Gu Yundong in the box on the second floor was shocked. The new painting method they were talking about was... sketching?

She narrowed her eyes slightly. It turned out that someone had already figured it out by herself, but she didn't know how it would work.

The people downstairs were leaning their necks to look at the high platform, and some were whispering, especially those scholars, who seemed even more anxious.

On the high platform, only the students of Dongyi Academy were drawing pictures.

Gu Yunshu hasn't acted yet, so he doesn't know what he's thinking, but he occasionally goes to see each other's paintings.

On the other hand, Yi Junkun and Liu Yi were in a hurry. Since they didn't make a move, why not just admit defeat?

Yi Junkun looked serious, just as he was about to speak, he was suddenly pulled by Liu Yi.

"Look at the cloud book."

Yi Junkun was startled, looked up, and saw that Gu Yunshu had already picked up the charcoal and started to lower his head to draw.