Chapter 48

Shua Shua Shua!

Qin Feng did not stop for a moment. Ten minutes later, when he finished drawing a figure with his right hand, he spread out another roll of rice paper and continued to draw.

His attentive and handsome face and majestic and unrestrained spirit are just like those of Tang Bohu, the leader of the four great talents.

"Finish painting and finish work!"

Qin Feng abruptly closed his brush and threw his brush aside. Looking around, he found that everyone was still in a state of surprise, unable to extricate himself.

"Hua Shao, have you finished your painting?" Qin Feng didn't care about these people either. He was competing with Hua Ming, so he came to him and saw that he had finished painting. The figure he painted, like one of his three paintings, was Zhao Lingxian's figure painting.

But Hua Ming obviously only cares about Zhao Lingxian's handsome appearance, but doesn't really understand her heart.

Although the figures are as beautiful as heaven and three parts of gods are similar, their expressions give people a cold feeling. Just like Zhao Lingxian, who is usually seen by us, it has a cold sense of resisting people thousands of miles away.

Traditional Chinese painting belongs to freehand brushwork, which stresses the artistic conception and level of the works.

In Qin Feng's opinion, Huaming's two most basic points are not in place.

"Students, I'm sorry, I'm late. Now, let's start the class!" At this time, a beautiful voice came from outside the door, and teacher Yunxiao came in.

As soon as she entered the room, she was stunned. The whole class was surrounded by the same standard of expression, as if she had been immobilized and stood there motionless.

"Students, it's time for class." The cloud raised its voice and said again.

This time, some students finally regained their senses. Seeing teacher Yunxiao coming, they excitedly took her to Qin Feng and Hua Ming.

"Teacher Yunxiao, please come and judge which of the four paintings is the best."

Yunxiao hasn't figured out the situation yet, and the students intentionally don't point out who did each painting. They just want Yunxiao to distinguish the winner from the loser without knowing it.

She is close to Hua Ming's paintings. Her eyes first fall on Hua Ming's figure paintings. One can see at a glance that the figures in this painting are Zhao Lingxian, the flower of the Department.

After appreciating it carefully for a while, the cloud slightly raised his head and said, "the author of this painting has profound skills and mature painting skills. The figures drawn are very similar, which can be identified at a glance."

Teacher Yunxiao is also a master of traditional Chinese painting. It is obvious that the level of the other side is quite good, but she then said, "but It seems that there is a lack of aura in this painting. It is a kind of artistic conception, and I can't express it in words

With that, the cloud looked at Zhao Lingxian and said with a smile, "Lingxian classmate, what do you think?"

The protagonist of this painting is Zhao Lingxian. Naturally, her opinion is very important. She nodded. Zhao Lingxian said, "this painting is a bit like a surface. Teacher Yunxiao can continue to evaluate the next one."

She didn't like Hua Ming at all. Zhao Lingxian didn't want to take a look at Hua Ming even though he did a good painting.

I'm looking forward to Qin Feng's paintings. I don't know that he didn't paint himself?

Because after Qin Feng finished each painting, he would cover it with something. Up to now, no one knows what he has painted.

Yunxiao nodded and agreed with Zhao Lingxian's words. After a few steps, he came to another painting and gently lifted the paper covered on it.

Jiao's body trembled suddenly, and her eyes were radiant with light!

This is also a painting of Zhao Lingxian's characters, but compared with the last one, which is more superficial and cool, this one is vivid and vivid.

Zhao Lingxian, wearing a light yellow dress, stands in a flower bush. She squints at the sky, and her face is full of happy smile.

It is quite different from Zhao Lingxian, who is cold and arrogant in reality, but more like it.

She exudes a warm and friendly atmosphere. The boys around her are eager to bring Zhao Lingxian in the painting into reality and raise her at home so that no one can know.

Zhao Lingxian's delicate body was shaking vigorously. When she saw the painting, her beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor, and she tried not to let the tears fall down.

The beautiful and enchanting woman in the painting pokes her heart. It is the little girl who played happily with Qin Feng in her childhood. That is the protection she has hidden in her heart.

Today's indifference and arrogance are just masks imposed by lack of care and fear of injury

Yunxiao stood in front of the painting and looked at it for a long time. Without a conclusion, she suddenly went to the next painting and said softly, "I haven't thought of the words to praise the last picture. Let's see the next one first."

Once again gently open the painting paper, once again the delicate body trembles.

The female master of this scene is also familiar to all of us. She is one of the school flowers of art department, Lin Beibei.

Lin Beibei is in a prosperous city, surrounded by people, but she squats in a forgotten corner, her head is hanging on her knees, her eyes show a trace of loneliness, as if she is a child forgotten by the world.But on her shoulder, there is a pair of strong and powerful hands, which seems to contain infinite power, making the originally desolate picture warm and happy.

Everyone saw Lin Beibei in the painting, but they didn't think she was lonely, because someone stood behind her silently to protect her and share the loneliness of the night with her.

As for the characters represented by these two hands, only Lim Beibei knew it clearly.

She really knows that this is Qin Feng's big hand. Qin Feng has helped her so much that she now relies on him. Every time she stands beside Qin Feng, she feels a sense of security.

Lin Beibei, who has been honed in the society from urination, is deeply affected by human feelings. At this moment, her strong moment, which has been suppressed in her heart for many years, has been shattered, because she feels a pair of big hands that are taking care of her.

As soon as I turned around, tears were streaming across my face.

Yunxiao still has no comment, can't wait to come to the third picture, gently open the paper above.

Hum!

Her brain seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and all of a sudden, it was a blank.

The body has been shaking for several times. If it had not been held by Qin Feng, it would have fallen to the ground.

The hero of this painting is Yunxiao himself!

Inside the picture, she stood in the playground, surrounded by laughter and laughter, couples walking together, the scene was warm and sweet.

But Yunxiao alone, standing in the same place looking at these happy pictures, looks a little empty. At her age, longing for a good partner, getting married and settling down is much more than Qin Feng.

But careful people will find that in the corner of the playground, standing a shadow, can not see his face, the man stood quietly there, watching the direction of the clouds.

But this shadow, did not escape from the cloud's eyes, when she first saw it, she felt that this person was very familiar. Slowly in her mind, the black shadow and Qin Feng's appearance fused together, and gradually became clear.

She suddenly remembered that night Qin Feng went to the meeting with a single gun and went deep into the tiger's den to get out of the picture. She was so big, and she met such a person for the first time.

However, these images soon turned into bloody scenes. The man in black who was cut off by his waist, and Ma dehu, who was covered with snow, was shocked by Qin Feng's actions that night.

If Qin Feng didn't kill people for her sake, Yunxiao, a righteous teacher, would have called the police and arrested him.

"Teacher Yunxiao, how are you looking? You should have got the result in your heart?" Qin Feng righted Yunxia's body and asked with a smile.

Yunxiao quickly recovered from the terrible memories, calmed down his emotions, and slowly said, "if I'm not wrong, these three paintings were made by one person. This person's painting talent is excellent and his skill is unpredictable. It's not what people at my level can comment on."

After a breath of relief, Yunxiao continued: "as for the other one, the painting is quite good, but compared with the three paintings, there is a lack of soul. To be frank, the two painters are not of the same grade. The authors of these three paintings are absolutely superior to the author of that one."

This conclusion has been quite straightforward, even a fool can understand.

Is not Qin Feng's painting ability, to complete the explosion that Hua Ming.

Although after seeing Qin Feng's magical painting skills and his soul rich works, they have already judged the winner or loser in their hearts. However, when they hear Qin Feng's victory heard from the clouds, there are still waves in their hearts.

Recently, Qin Da Shao seems to have changed into a man of God in Decathlon!

Standing in the corner, Hua Ming's face is already gloomy and can't be any more cold. He stares at Qin Feng, who is admired by his classmates in the crowd.

He really didn't expect that he lost to Qin Feng in painting, which was an extremely humiliating blow to him.

"Now that the result of the judgment has come out, I will give you these three paintings. I hope you will like them."

Qin Feng smilingly took three paintings and gave them to the three beauties in the paintings. The three women instinctively took over the rice paper, looked at the real self revealed in the paintings, gently rolled up the picture, and thought to collect the paintings well.

Yunxiao will go back to the platform, sort out his emotions and start class.

This class, Qin Feng is not in trouble, tired all morning, lie down on the table, beautiful sleep. This makes Yunxiao a little uncomfortable, this smooth class, on the contrary, makes her feel lack of something.

After class, Yunxiao packed up his textbooks and went out of the classroom, but all the students in the class were still sitting quietly. No one was in a hurry to rush out of the classroom to do his own business as usual.

Because, Qin Feng and Hua Ming have won the game, but the punishment and reward have not been realized.

Whether it's Qin Feng slapping Huaming or Qin Feng kissing Zhao Lingxian.

Are definitely a picture worth looking forward to!

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