My Identity As A Schoolmaster Has Been Exposed

Chapter 175 The three painters are about to cry!

“What kind of painting is 3000 square meters, and 30,000 square meters can’t be drawn?!”

“Can the three of us still draw together?”

“Don’t be aspiring to others, destroy your own prestige!”

“We have been painting together for so many years, what painting hasn’t been painted?”

When the painter and the village party secretary were in a stalemate, the two came in. The painter immediately pointed to the landscape painting on the wall and said disdainfully: “Try it!”

“If any of you can draw it, 300 square meters of money, I don’t want a point, I will give you two points!”

Hearing what he said, the village party secretary looked at these two suddenly, and the expressions of the two of them instantly condensed, and they were also stunned.

“The composition is simple and far-reaching, and the pen is sharp and sharp… Is this axe? I rely on it! It’s too professional!”

“Mountains uses a bald pen to outline the center, which is dignified and sharp. It takes advantage of the trend to split the ball with a large and small axe, scraping iron ball, nail-head rat tail ball, etc., and add a little bit. In some places, the pen is simple, but it changes. Many things.”

Suddenly, one of the painters couldn’t help but ran up and screamed at one of the places.

“This, this place, is the ink accumulation method used?”

Dip light ink first, then thick ink on the tip of the pen, and then paint in sequence. The color of the ink changes from dark to light, from damp to dry, and changes are impermanent!

“Moreover, here, here, is the ink breaking method?”

Break the water with ink, break the ink with water, break the light with the thick, break the thick with the light, make the ink green, smart and fresh!

What he said were all technical terms, and the village party secretary naturally did not understand, so he was the only one who was dumbfounded.

So he said to these people: “This is silly, what are you talking about!”

Doodle!?

Puffy!!!

When the three of them heard him, a mouthful of old blood almost came out.

When the painting reaches this level, you tell me this is called doodle?

what about me? What am I painting?

Am I a waste?

“The village party secretary, don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand!”

“This is a doodle? Come on, you can draw one for me to see! If you can draw it, I will give you 3000 square meters!”

One of the painters couldn’t help but picked up the phone, took a photo against the wall, and immediately sent it to the circle of friends.

When the village party secretary watched the three people face this painting, they showed such exaggerated expressions that he was in a bad shape.

“You obviously agreed to me, saying that you would paint according to my requirements!” He emphasized again.

The three painters smiled bitterly, shrugged, and said helplessly: “I’m sorry! The village party secretary, this kind of work, ordinary people can’t paint it!”

“You know, it won’t take three or five days to complete such a painting.”

“Moreover, even if you give us such a long time and we don’t make a penny, we can’t draw such an artistic conception and technique!”

Seeing their embarrassment, the village party secretary retreated and said: “I don’t want any tricks, I will do the same! My request is very simple!”

The requirements are simple? How about the same?

Village Party Secretary, you can eat rice but you can’t talk nonsense!

The three painters all smiled bitterly at each other.

“Let’s put it this way! If it’s on paper, we can still try it, but it’s on the wall, it’s impossible! You can’t do it without a deep foundation!”

“Village Party Secretary! If the difficulty of this painting is 100, our level is only 60! Just pass, you let us get this full score, we are really limited!”

“Of course, we are not talking about it! We don’t want to say how difficult it is, and we need more of your money! We still said that, we can’t draw 3,000 or 30,000!”

“If you really give us such a high price, we can only ask others to paint!”

“Can someone be invited? It’s not the same!”

The three people took turns lobbying the village party secretary. This scene is extremely weird!

If you have money, you won’t make any money!

They were all trying to persuade the village party secretary to read the opening points, and the village party secretary was collapsed by what they said.

“This, this, this! Is it really difficult to draw like this?”

The three painters said in unison: “Difficult! Difficult to go to the blue sky! Normal people can’t do it!”

“Can we ask, is the old gentleman who painted this picture from this family?”

Old man?

What old man?

The village party secretary was stupid and said to them: “It’s from this family! But not the old gentleman…”

Not the old man?

The three painters have tingling hair. They looked at each other and said with difficulty: “Is it more than 40? It’s a great genius to be able to have this ability in his forties!”

“Too talented too!”

“The village party secretary, can you help us make recommendations?” Referrals?

In your forties?

What and what!

The village party secretary looked at a loss and didn’t know how to say it. Fortunately, Zhou Xiuyun came back at this time.

Because someone told her that the village party secretary took someone to her house, she returned in a hurry.

“What are you doing at my house? Village Party Secretary, you all come out, don’t disturb the children’s study in the house!”

In fact, Xu Cong and Lin Mengjiao didn’t hear the discussion outside at all. One of them was talking about the topic and the other was listening carefully.

Speak while standing, speaking while sitting, speaking while lying down. If you are tired anyway, change the way.

Zhou Xiuyun brought the people out. The three painters still looked at the painting on the wall reluctantly, and immediately asked, “May I ask the painting on the wall?”

Zhou Xiuyun said proudly: “My son painted it, do you have any questions?”

“And you! ~ Secretary, you came to ask my son to help paint a few times before! We didn’t plan to ask for money! As a result, you didn’t say anything, and you paid for someone to paint!”

“That’s all! What do you mean by bringing someone to our house now? You plan to copy!”

Plagiarism?!!!

Before the village party secretary could explain, the three of them shook their heads and waved their hands, and immediately explained: “Don’t dare! Even if we plagiarize us, we can’t do it! Our level is not enough! Far from enough!”

“You just said it was your son, how old is he?”

Because Zhou Xiuyun is not very big, no matter how old his son is, he should be around 20, right?

Zhou Xiuyun glanced at the three of them and said with a smile: “17! What’s wrong? Is there any problem?”

“Hiss!!!” The three gods breathed in cold breath simultaneously.

17 years old!

“I drew such a picture at the age of 17?”

Zhou Xiuyun nodded and said casually: “Yes, do you have any questions?”

“No, no! Can we see him in person?”

Zhou Xiuyun proudly said: “Studying, don’t bother him! If you want to watch it, go to the first issue of the fifth season of the Poetry Conference. The young and handsome juvenile judge in it is my son!”

The three are facing each other, what else can they say?

The village party secretary was embarrassed and left home, so he planned to leave. At the same time, he shouted: “Three of you, let’s go!”

These three twisted and twisted, and were really unwilling to give up the opportunity to meet Xu Cong, so they said to him: “The village party secretary, or you go first! We will be there later.”

“Yes, yes! I’ll be there soon!”

“You are busy with you first! I’ll call you back!”

The village party secretary looked at them with a Martian greeting in his heart!

He was extremely depressed and left angrily.

He always felt that these three people who had paid for himself had rebelled and became white-eyed wolves!

After the village party secretary left, the three took out their mobile phones and searched the Internet. They actually found Xu Cong at the poem conference.

Zhou Xiuyun also saw Xu Cong on the screen, so she said again: “Yes, yes! This is my son, Xu Cong is my son.”