I Became The Villain Of The Novel

Chapter 72 Asking Is Your Face Swollen? ?

When Ning Yuan paints with ease, his painting skills are superb, as if the whole person is in a state of transformation, the object and me are completely integrated with the whole painting, regardless of each other, which is amazing.

One by one, like five thunders, all stood sluggishly on the spot, staring at Ning Yuan’s painting with unbelievable eyes, and everyone showed an incredible look on their faces.

Ning Yuan can actually paint!

Not only can he paint, but his painting skills are astonishing!

In Ning Yuan, they unexpectedly saw a kind of calm and self-confidence that only a painter who has painted for many years, with ease, and exudes the temperament of a craftsman everywhere.

Wu Zhengfeng and Fang Chunhua looked at each other, and they could see the deep shock from each other’s eyes.

In Ning Yuan, the two of them also saw a style unique to world-renowned painters such as Picasso and Leonardo.

Ye Tian was aside, seeing the process of Ning Yuan’s painting, his heart was full of turbulent waves, a handsome face was astonished, as if he had seen a ghost, his pupils were violently expanded, an unbelievable appearance, the whole was like a stone pillar, shocked Banchu was on the spot.

All the people present held their breath and stared blankly at the whole process of Ning Yuan’s painting, but the atmosphere didn’t dare to let out a breath.

For a moment, the audience was deadly silent, and the needle dropped!

Xu Ruyan sat firmly in the chair, staring straight ahead, keeping her posture for Ning Yuan to paint.

Since she could only see the back of the drawing board, she didn’t know how Ning Yuan painted her.

But from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a person standing behind Ning Yuan, holding his breath and staring at Ning Yuan’s painting.

Xu Ruyan was very curious in her heart.

Seeing everyone surrounding Ning Yuan, everyone was speechless.

Could it be that the catastrophic style of painting that Ning Yuan showed scared everyone?

For some reason, she was inexplicably nervous and expectant. At the same time, she was worried that Ning Yuan would paint her as an uncle who was pregnant in July, just like when she was in art class when she was a child.

More than ten minutes later.

Ning Yuan sat in front of the drawing board, dyed the last touch of dye, then put down the paintbrush and finished painting.

With a handsome face and a faint smile, he stared at his masterpiece on the drawing board.

That portrait of Xu Ruyan’s upper body from the side is vividly reproduced on the drawing board like a real person.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Ning Yuanhe’s drawing board, each painting exuded golden light, dazzling, and undoubtedly became the most dazzling brilliance in the audience.

When everyone saw this scene, they were amazed.

This man dressed in Xiaguang is a god descending to the world!

The paintings made are ingenious!

Only Wu Zhengfeng and Fang Chunhua knew about it.

If it is an abstract painting, it may be completed soon, the longest can be done in 1 day, if it is a portrait painting and a specific landscape, it will take at least a few days.

Like before, Ye Tian only took one hour to finish the painting, and he painted so well, he was already a rare genius.

However, what makes Ning Yuan even more terrifying is that it only took more than ten minutes, and the painting was comparable to that of the world-famous Da Vinci. This is nothing to describe as a genius, it is a monster!

It took a long time for everyone to come back to their senses.

“Is this an oil painting or a photo? It’s so real!”

Fang Shiyu spoke in amazement. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would have never thought that Ning Yuan was painting.

Suddenly he looked at Ning Yuan in admiration, and even more exaggeratedly walked to him on one knee and said, “Great God, please take my knee.”

The corners of Ning Yuan’s mouth curled up, and he said with a smile, “Get out.”

On the side, Fang Chunhua’s old face was extremely excited, like a urchin who saw snacks, couldn’t help but leaned his head in front of the drawing board, over and over again, observing without missing any details.

He stood motionless in front of the drawing board, his eyes gleaming, watching the portrait while admiring, his old bones trembled slightly with excitement.

For a long while.

“This painting, it’s not that I can evaluate it casually…”

Fang Chunhua said to himself very consciously.

Turning to look at Ning Yuan with excitement, his hands tightly grasped Ning Yuan’s hand steeply, “Brother Ning.”

“What?”

Ning Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth, not knowing why.

“Brother Ning, I’m so ashamed. I had no beading before I was old, and I missed my eyes, thinking that you can’t paint, so you are the master!”

“Old Fang, don’t, don’t do this.”

Looking at Fang Chunhua who was excited before him, Ning Yuan was not used to the enthusiasm of the other party.

“Brother Ning, listen to me, don’t waste your time here. Come back to the Imperial Academy of Fine Arts with me. After I retire in the future, you should sit in the position of the dean.”

“Uh,”

Ning Yuan was speechless for a while, and then said indifferently: “Old Fang, don’t break me, how can I replace you, how can I replace you? It was not before that someone said that I painted in front of everyone, but just used the axe at the class door, don’t know what to say?”

“Now, I don’t know who is playing the tiger in Banmen? Who is it?”

As soon as Ning Yuan spoke, the people present looked at Wu Zhengfeng and Ye Tian subconsciously.

Happiness…!

Under the gaze of Zhong, Ye Tian and Wu Zhengfeng on the side, when they heard Ning Yuan’s words, their faces were flushed and they felt like they were slapped on their faces with countless slaps, ashamed, shameless, and stiff on the spot. , It’s not like standing here, nor is it going away.

Wu Zhengfeng didn’t even know where to put an old face. He was very uncomfortable. His lips squirmed, as if he wanted to speak, but couldn’t speak.

As an old artist in the field of vertical and horizontal art, he has never encountered such embarrassment before, and he can’t wait to dig a hole in.

Ye Tian’s pupils were red, and his face hurt even more fiercely at this moment. That handsome face was flushed red like a monkey buttocks, and his tall and straight body shook. At this moment, it seemed to have lost all strength, barely supporting it. The body will not collapse to the ground.

What Ye Tian can’t accept is that the appreciation of antiques is not as good as Ning Yuan’s. Even the painting skills belong to Ning Yuan?

Isn’t Ning Yuan a rich second generation?

How can he be better than his disciple, the best talented disciple of the past dynasties, in appreciation and painting?

Thinking of despising Ning Yuan’s appreciation ability from the beginning, and then when he was painting, he said that Ning Yuandong was acting as a frenzy, but now he felt the intriguing gazes that everyone looked at, Ye Tian felt that he was a clown alive.

What a shame!

“Um, Brother Ning, this, Mr. Wu just doesn’t understand you,”

Fang Chunhua was a little embarrassed, and turned to explain, “In fact, he was clumsy before he was old. It’s all because the rumors are untrue. I don’t know who said that you can’t paint and you are blind!”

“It leads us to be kept in the dark. It turns out that Brother Ning, you are such an outstanding person. Not only do you have outstanding ability to appreciate antiques, but also painting skills are rare in the world!”

Fang Chunhua sips Ning Xiong Ning Xiong’s name, and now he considers Ning Yuan to be his peers.

Xu Ruyan sat on the chair confused, seeing how Fang Chunhua suddenly praised Ning Yuan.

what happened?

Thinking about it, she got up from her seat and walked to the front of Ning Yuan’s drawing board to take a look.

“what!”

Xu Ruyan’s beautiful eyes widened, and she covered her mouth with one hand, her pretty face was shocked!