Chapter 92

Next to it is a famous poem by Li Yannian of the Han Dynasty. There are beautiful women in the North who are left behind and independent. When you look at the city and the country, you'd rather not know the city and the country? Beauty is hard to get! "

"Good!"

"Good poetry, better painting!"

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Chang sun Chong and others immediately cheered, while Qin Huaiyu and others immediately looked pale and depressed.

"Thank you, young master Yan!"

Even Gongsun month is also colorful. I feel honored and thank you again and again.

Yan Xingjian is proud. If he can beat the Mohists today, his reputation will be improved. As long as Su Lao, who has been famous for a long time, doesn't show up, he has absolute confidence.

"I don't know how to dance Gongsun girl's sword. Please give me some advice." Yan Xingjian pressed step by step.

Merton just put down his tea cup and smelled a mouthful of tea gushing out: "poof! Who do you say is painting?"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Merton to have such a reaction.

"Gongsun girl!" Yan Xingjian said suspiciously.

"Oh! Apart from the clothes, what point do you draw like Gongsun girl!" Merton said gently pointing to the painting axis, which stunned the people.

"No!" Qin Huaiyu said, looking at Gongsun Yue on one side, and immediately burst into laughter.

"More than not, it's not a person!"

Fang Juncheng Chumo and others also ridiculed. You said that the painting was Gongsun girl, but the painting was not like the Lord at all. How can you say that the painting was Gongsun girl.

"I said the figure in the painting must be Liu Niang. She is just wearing Gongsun's clothes." Fang Jun said with a smile.

"You...?" Yan Xingjian suddenly became very angry. He wanted to say that it has been painted like this in ancient China for thousands of years, but he couldn't refute a fact.

You don't look like me!

Gongsun Yue is right in front of him, and the painting axis is right in front of him. Now even he feels that his painting is really a little different.

ok Not a little, but really not.

Since ancient times, danqingmiao hand painting has paid attention to artistic conception. Maybe masters like Yan Liben can coordinate artistic conception with characters, but at least Yan Xingjian can't.

"So? Brother Mo seems to be able to draw the charm of Gongsun girl!" asked Chang sun Chong, who seemed very interested, and immediately woke Yan Xingjian from his panic.

Yes! If he doesn't draw like himself, can he draw like Mozi? As long as he is better than Mozi, he will naturally win.

"Then Yan is waiting for brother Mo's masterpiece!" Yan Xingjian said in a bad tone.

Qin Huaiyu and others immediately lost their temper and stared at Merton one by one, hoping that the magical Mohist son could create another miracle.

Soon the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were presented. Everyone looked at Merton. Qin Huaiyu and others looked forward to it, while the eldest sun laughed at them. He didn't believe that Merton could draw anything.

Merton shook his head and said, "Mo doesn't need these things at all, but needs some help from Gongsun girl."

"Master Mo! Just tell me!" Gongsun Yue said.

Merton whispered a few words in his ear. Gongsun Yue blushed, stared at Merton coyly and left.

"High!"

Fang Jun gave a thumbs up quietly. And Du he and Yan Xingjian on one side wanted to spit fire in their eyes.

Soon Gongsun Yue came back, holding a beautiful box in his hand, gently put it on the table, reddened and said, "Mr. Mo, what you want!"

Merton came forward with a slap and opened the box to reveal the colorful inside.

"Rouge powder?" Yan Xingjian exclaimed.

For a moment, everyone looked at Merton differently. They didn't think that the painting tool Merton needed was Rouge powder.

This time, even Qin Huaiyu and others were silly. Everyone thought that Merton was too unreliable this time. It was a great trick to paint with rouge and gouache.

"Rouge powder?" Merton smiled. No, it should be an eyebrow pencil.

Merton picked up a black slender object and carefully looked at the closest thing to graphite in this era... Luozidai.

Merton has no ability to make graphite, so he can only replace it with this kind of thing. Luozidai came from Persia and is very expensive. It is deeply loved by Chang'an women. As the red man of Jiaosi workshop, Gongsun Yue obviously does not lack this kind of thing.

Luo zidai was very soft. Merton carefully wrapped a layer of rice paper to avoid soiling his hands. Then the rice paper spread out neatly on the table,.

After doing all this work, Merton smiled and said, "the next work is very boring. In order not to let everyone wait, I wonder if Gongsun can dance again."

Gongsun Yue is also a shrewd person. It seems that the two sides are jealous of this matter, but after this battle, the biggest beneficiary must be herself. I believe that after today, her reputation must rise to another level. What's another dance.

Dong Dong,

The drums again, Gongsun Yue danced again. Compared with the first excitement, Gongsun Yue chose a man dance that consumes less energy this time.

Rao is so. The sword light of the whole church workshop flashes again,

Merton kept shuttling back and forth on the rice paper with luozidai in the sword dance, leaving a dazzling black ink.

Dong, with the sound of a drum at the end, Gong Sunyue flew away and ended the performance. The two sword dances, one just and one soft, were performed incisively and vividly by Gong Sunyue, each making the ultimate beauty.

"Even if I lose today, I won't regret seeing Gongsun's dancing skills." Fang Jun said contentedly. Obviously, there was no confidence in Merton's victory.

At the same time, Merton also left Luozi Dai in his hand.

"In a hurry, we can only do so." Merton said regretfully looking at his work.

"Put on airs!" Yan Xingjian snorted coldly. He didn't believe Merton could draw anything.

He thought that the reason why he was still standing here was to ridicule him after defeating Mohist Zi.

But when he looked at the paper, he was stunned.

On the rice paper, countless black lines are intertwined to form a three-dimensional woman with hair, eyes and nose. Her clothes are floating like a dragon.

More importantly, these women depicted with simple lines are nine points similar to Gongsun Yue.

"This is me?" Gongsun Yue looked at the woman in the painting in shock and couldn't help herself for a long time.

"Lost, lost a school to wipe out the ground." Yan Xing stumbled, and now he tasted the bitter fruit of his own sin.

Originally wanted to step on others to achieve their own reputation, but now they have become a stepping stone for others.