I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 1045 Defeat you with ink sticks

Time passed little by little, and the dwarf from the Japanese Ukiyo School finished the painting first. The painting was simple and simple, highlighting and enlarging the characteristics of the Master of Miao Sheng Hall. The angle was also very unique, with his buttocks blocking half of his face.She is white, has a big butt, and has a graceful waist. These characteristics are all magnified.

He was the first to present his paintings to Master Miao Sheng. The style was so strong that it would definitely make the Master happy. The Japanese painter was very confident.

"There is progress." The master of Miaosheng Palace stood up and showed off his figure wantonly in the audience to see what everyone had done.

The black-skinned monk has only completed most of the work, but the hazy outlines have an artistic atmosphere.The most amazing thing is that the paints he used are made from gemstones ground into powder, and the colors are very charming.

Several painters from Dazhou were also splashing ink with solemn expressions. Some of them had paintbrushes in their mouths and several between their fingers. The paint was spread all over the floor; some were painting on the ground, flying back and forth. Drawing a strand of hair is like practicing Qinggong, which is dazzling.

Zhu Libo drew on the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought, flying up and down with large and small brushes, but accidentally, a drop of sweat fell on the canvas. He suddenly let out an exclamation and collapsed.However, this look of being sad for art will definitely win the favor of Master Miaosheng Hall, or at least attract her attention.

However, the Master of Miao Sheng Hall didn't even bother to say any more nonsense. He glanced at Zhu Libo with a useless look, and his eyes fell on Lian Tianhua's drawing board. He was stunned.

Zhu Libo hurriedly said: "There is still something to be done!" He casually painted this drop of sweat into a flower. His acting and painting skills were at their peak!When he looked up, he found that the master of Miao Sheng Palace was not looking at him at all, but was looking at Lian Tianhua's drawing board in a daze.

Zhu Libo looked over and thought, Damn it!

On Lian Tianhua's drawing board, there is a vine with a loofah on it!

"The highest level of painting is to paint mountains instead of mountains, and paint water not water!" Lian Tianhua stopped painting and added the last touch of golden color to the loofah flowers. "I have been painting vines for 100 years. I can also paint women. rattan!"

This is called the real person not showing his face. I have never said that I am the unknown painting sage of Xiaoyun Sect!Lian Tianhua looked at the loofah vine he had drawn with satisfaction. Look at the tenderness of the loofah, the lines and the curvature. Does it have the cold and arrogant look of the master of Miaosheng Hall who looks down on all living beings?
Master Miaosheng's hands were so angry that he waved his hands silently to the clothes on the ground. The clothes magically came on. Then there was a pen in Master Miaosheng's hand. She brushed a few strokes against Lian Tianhua. Lian Tianhua's body lit up with soul light, and his entire figure suddenly twisted and spun with the wind of his pen, suddenly shrank, and turned into a snail!
The veins on the forehead of Master Miaosheng Palace stood up. He kicked the snail away and got out!

Lu Ziqing shouted: "No!"

He rushed over and reached out to catch the snail. The snail was so big, as big as the mouth of a bowl.

A piece of draft paper floated up from Lu Ziqing's sleeve and landed at the feet of Master Miaosheng. Master Miaosheng was suddenly shocked again. With a wave of his hand, the sketch flew up and fell into her hands.

"So I'm so beautiful!" Master Miaosheng Palace suddenly felt that even himself in the mirror didn't look so good. What's even more amazing is that it was painted with ink strips!
The next moment, the soul light on Master Miao Sheng's body lit up, and it resonated with the portrait on the sketch, and the portrait also lit up, indicating that the charm of this painting was very strong.

"Sister Fairy, calm down!" Lu Ziqing immediately kowtowed and said, "I shouldn't have hidden this little portrait in an attempt to appreciate it alone in the dead of night..."

The master of Miaosheng Palace actually let out a coquettish cry: "Brother Ma, you have just entered the Pure Land, and it is normal for you not to have lost your ordinary mind." After saying that, he picked up Lu Ziqing's drawing board and admired it carefully, and kept praising: "Well, you have accurately grasped the meaning of this palace. Shen Yun, this is really a masterpiece that surprised me. You really have a very good talent, and it’s not in vain that Protector Ma Lang left the pen to you. But you still don’t know how to use it at all."

"Ashamed!" Lu Ziqing imagined himself as a little puppy with tears in his eyes, and apologized to Master Miaosheng Palace, "The two brothers said that if you don't have talent, don't come to Piaomiao Palace to embarrass them. But I still can't help it. coming."

"Oh my, if you don't come and seek refuge with me, what else can you do?" Master Miaosheng Palace lovingly touched Lu Ziqing's cheek with his hand and helped him up, "Sister will teach you."

Lu Ziqing couldn't help feeling cold all over his body, but the painters around him collapsed. He was defeated by the little dog with an ink stick!Many people were slumped on the ground helplessly, waiting for the next test from Master Miaosheng Hall, who didn't know when.

Zhu Libo said frantically: "It's impossible! I don't believe it!"

The short and bald Japanese man also jumped to his feet and said: "Absolutely impossible! Who else in the world can express the charm of the master of the palace better than our Ukiyo painting school?"

The master of Miaosheng Palace said in disgust: "You can only draw the skin, but not the heart. How can you grasp the charm of this palace?"

As he spoke, he showed Lu Ziqing's drawing board for everyone to appreciate.

Everyone gasped when they saw it. Although it was only drawn with ink sticks, it was so delicate that every detail was revealed. None of their paintings could be so delicate, capturing the halo of the eyes and the luster of every inch of the skin. Show it all.Moreover, the face of the Master of Miao Sheng Hall is painted very sacred, pure, and green, and the key parts are cleverly concealed by the limbs and angles in the painting.This covert but increasingly seductive composition is immediately eye-catching and makes people unable to take their eyes away.

The master of Miaosheng Palace stood next to the painting. The painting was like a mirror. The black and white abandoned the pastels, but it could better show the beauty's character, which was not only innocent, but also elegant.

The Japanese master Ukiyo immediately fell to the ground in admiration and shouted: "I'm convinced!"

Zhu Libo kept complaining in his heart, damn, he actually painted such a charming and charming Master of Miaosheng Palace as innocent... Wait, your sister, I understand!No wonder I can only draw the skin but not the heart!

Lu Ziqing secretly thought in his heart, since ancient times, the father-in-law was very famous, and Goulan always acted elegantly. The master of Miaosheng Palace was lying there calmly, didn't he just hope that others would praise her for her purity?The difficulty with this painting is that you can't just cater to her and be too rigid and the painting won't look like her.The advantage of sketching is that it can best capture the essence of the model and give the artist room for imagination.

Master Miao Sheng said: "Actually, even if your painting skills are shallow, your appreciation level should be high. Just look at the master standing next to the painting, whether it is me or the painting that has more charm, you will naturally know whether it is a good work or not."

As she spoke, she stood next to Fan Seng's painting. Although the painting used very precious pigments, how could it be painted so delicately in a hurry?The picture is certainly gorgeous, but it looks dead at first glance. How can it compare to the liveliness and fragrance of the Master of Miao Sheng Hall?

(End of this chapter)