Chapter 2980

"No Lin Feng waved his hand and strode to the desk. He picked up a piece of rice paper two meters wide and spread it in the air.

Everyone's eyes were not attracted by the huge white paper in the air. Just at the moment of fog, Lin Feng picked up the prepared ink and threw it into the sky!

WOW!!!

When the ink was poured on the rice paper, it was washed to pieces. The ink was splashed all around, and a cry of surprise came from all around.

I'm surprised by his actions. What are you doing?

Does he come to perform performance art, or give up treatment completely, and want to vent in this way.

All the shocking works are used to impress others. For a moment, the idea of being fooled arises in everyone's heart.

Lin Feng grabs the fallen Xuan paper and pulls it back to the table like a kite. The whole piece of paper is blurry and inky, just like the waste paper picked up from the garbage.

The crowd didn't know why. They all stared at him and watched him drink a mouthful of mineral water. What kind of water do they still feel like drinking at this time?

However, he sprayed out towards the table, and a mist of water filled the table.

For a moment, three small rainbows appeared in the beautiful lighting of the hall.

For a moment, the people who witnessed this scene lost their voice slightly.

This is a play which, however, in this silence, there is the sharp eye is to pay attention to the end of the rice paper is changing.

A large painting is gradually emerging under the infiltration of water mist.

"You see, the paper has changed!"

Sure enough, the original black rice paper, under the action of water, is spreading, like water stains spreading everywhere.

With the disappearance of the rainbow, an ink painting no smaller than "clouds chasing the waves" has quietly taken shape.

At this time, the painting continues to work under the action of water. Some water mist is penetrating into the paper, forming more details and lines.

Looking at the miraculous scene, all the people on the scene could not help but hold their breath, open their mouths and continue to fall into silence.

What happened in front of them has gone beyond their understanding and cognition, and the whole world outlook has been impacted by this scene.

The painting, originally can also come like this!

In the live studio, it was also a dead silence. Under the high-definition camera, the changes of Xuan paper were also displayed synchronously.

At this moment, even the brainless powder, can't go against their instinct, say words against their heart.

Because they haven't come back yet, they just stare at the water seeping little by little, gradually forming a complete painting from the original rough outline.

Finally, presented in front of us is a picture of a girl picking flowers.

In the painting, there is a temple. The word "peach blossom" can be seen in the archway. The girl, holding a flower basket, steps on the peach blossom on the ground and reaches for the peach blossom in full bloom on the tree.

Only her side face could be seen. Zhuang Shushi stood close to her. She suddenly felt a little inexplicable shame when she looked at the girl's beautiful shadow.

That side face, how to see how familiar, can't be diffuse oneself!

Gong Feixia stood a little high and didn't see the details clearly enough, but the picture in the studio still showed.

Looking at the inexplicably familiar figure, she even reacted earlier than Zhuang Shushi, and suddenly became a little envious of her best friend.

If she was painted by her husband on such an occasion, she would be moved if she was ten or eight years younger.

Even now, there is a kind of unspeakable taste in my heart. What would happen if the protagonist changed to himself?

She made a hypothesis in her heart, and then quickly expelled her. What did she think.

Wang Peng closed his wide mouth and subconsciously looked at Dai Kaiwen. The expression on the other person's face was very wonderful. He had just announced that he was proud and frivolous of buying ten million paintings, but he had not completely retreated.

At this moment, has become a shock, he knows, Lin Feng this hand out, no longer need to compare.

No matter how beautiful Feng Chan's paintings are and how showy she is, she is like a pearl of rice in front of such amazing and secular works, and it's hard for stars to compete.

What is art? This is the realm of art, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Feng Chan will show off again, it's just a mortal, what she can do, she can catch a lot of people at the scene.

And Lin Feng, such a way of painting, unprecedented, unheard of, there is no way to imitate, only amazing.

In less than a minute, his painting has been completed, simple lines, only three colors of black, white and gray, the whole painting gives people the feeling of elegant and abstract beauty.

Girls, peach blossoms, temples, form a true and natural picture, which is not as full as oil painting, but it makes people feel more amazing.

Want to see that a few simple lines outlined by the perfect side face, turn around, will be how amazing posture.

"Master Yan, my work is finished too!"

Seeing that the people were speechless for a long time, Lin Feng had to remind them. The art from another world, with his hand, thrown out in this way, is totally beating the children. It's good to do this kind of thing once in a while. There's a price to pay for being cheap. It's enough for the makers to talk in front of him. He won't be used to other people“ Oh, well... "Master Yan responded and quickly straightened his body and came closer. Looking at the painting on the table, he asked, "Mr. Lin, does your painting have a name?"“ Let's call it poetry and distance! " Lin Feng said casually. Poetry and distance... The audience at the scene was confused. What a ghost name is this? Only Zhuang Shushi lowered her head and pretended to be looking at the painting, but her face was red with fire. Gong Feixia make complaints about the third floor. I'm spreading dog food again. I don't know how to show my love and die quickly! " Master Yan's professional quality is not built up. "Poetry and the distance" sounds very compelling, at least better than girls picking flowers or fairies stepping on spring. Fairy or something, how to see how vulgar, but he secretly looked at the side of Zhuang Shushi. Heart said, how to look so familiar, dare feeling is the material on the side. After experiencing all kinds of big scenes, Feng Chan lost his mind for the first time. No matter how strong his heart was, he lost his mind when he saw the process of combining water and ink. How can this be compared? No matter how attractive you are, no matter how hard you perform, you can't hide such an amazing work. Today's show, even if she took off the performance, it's hard to recover. Because the gap between the two has been one day and one place, even if there is no brain powder smearing the praise of conscience, she can't bear it. If it's spread out, she will be shameless. If any other opponent, she can use her own channel influence to suppress the other party, but Lin Feng's hand is too shocking, and the video is estimated to have spread on the Internet. No matter how hard she struggles, it's useless. In this case, it's better to use this kind of influence to prevent herself from becoming a villain.