Chapter 970

Ye Yu leaned back on the comfortable sofa, looked at the smiling Li xueshu and said aloud.

"Headmaster, I heard that our school is coming from Japan?"

Li xueshu was slightly shocked, then nodded and said, "Oh, that's it."

"It seems to be called... Jidao tolerance society!"

"Five people came to our school to exchange martial arts!"

When Li xueshu heard Ye Yu ask about this, he asked, "what's the matter? Any questions? "

Ye Yu fingered the armrest of the sofa and said, "these people who are extremely tolerant of society... Are not easy!"

"Not easy?"

Li xueshu was stunned. "It's just martial arts communication. How can it be so troublesome?"

"If our school had not set up a martial arts club, they would not have come back!"

When ye Yu saw Li xueshu's reaction, he knew that Li xueshu did not take this matter to heart.

After a moment's hesitation, Ye Yu decides to give up and remind Li xueshu.

There is Yanfeng dance in town, and Ye Yu should not be able to do it by himself!

"When will the exchange contest begin?"

Li xueshu raised his wrist and looked at the time. "About ten o'clock, it's in the stadium."

Ye Yu nodded. "OK, I'll have a look then."

"Whatever you want!" Li xueshu finished, suddenly thought of a thing, "by the way, you will go to Miss Wu where there is a trip."

"He asked me several times, have you come back?"

Hearing this, Ye Yu stood up and said, "OK, I'll go first!"

With that, Ye Yu turned to leave the principal's office and walked to Wu's office.

Benedict! Du!

"Miss Wu, are you there?"

Ye Yu stood outside the office door and asked aloud.

After three rest, the door of the office was opened with a bang.

"Ye Yu, you are back!"

In order to see Ye Yu, Wu's eyes flashed the color of surprise, and led Ye Yu into the office.

"Come on, let's see how my work is!"

"Work?"

Confused Ye Yu is pulled by Wu and comes to the desk in the office.

On the desk is a pair of ink splashing landscapes just completed by Wu.

On the scroll.

The rocks are steep and the pines are vigorous.

The distant mountains cover the moon with thin clouds.

Whether it's brushwork or blank space, Wu's painting is just right.

"Eh?"

Ye Yu looks at the picture, with a little wonder in his eyes.

"Teacher Wu, great progress!"

"Ha ha..." Wu Shuo burst out laughing at hearing the words, and his face was full of praise.

"I'm not idle at this time!"

"Qi xuanren has your works there."

Wu Suo said with a smile, "I have watched for a long time, and this painting skill has naturally improved a lot!"

Ye Yu looked at the ink splashing landscape on the desk, nodded and praised, "yes! No matter whether it's the turning point of ink or the blank of artistic conception, it's comparable to some famous painters! "

"But"

Ye Yu pondered for a moment, and then turned his voice, "but it's still a little behind the top Chinese painting masters!"

Wu asked in a hurry, "I feel that way too!"

"I always feel that I'm different from those Qi Xuan people! But no matter what I think, I can't understand! "

As Wu looked at Ye Yu, his eyes flashed with joy.

"Ye Yu, you are definitely the master of the masters!"

"Look, what else do I lack?"

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bsp; Ye Yu didn't directly answer Wu's actions, but reached out to the scroll and said, "Mr. Wu, do you feel less when you carefully taste this newly painted ink splashing landscape?"

Wu Suo looks down at his newly painted ink splashing landscape and savors it carefully.

For a long time, Wu shuddered, raised his head abruptly and said, "there is still a lack of vitality!"

"Not bad!"

Ye Yu looked at Wu with satisfaction, nodded and said, "it's like finishing touch. Miss Wu, you are short of finishing touch!"

"Make the finishing point"

Wu stood on the spot and mumbled this sentence if the whole person was struck by lightning.

"I see!"

Wu looked at Ye Yu in surprise and shouted, "Ye Yu, I understand!"

"Although the brushwork skill of this ink splashing landscape has reached my peak, its taste is still much worse!"

Wu Suo looked at the picture in embarrassment. Although he knew the defect of the picture, he did not know how to change it.

"Ye Yu, how can I order this?"

Leaf feather secretly shook his head and sighed.

Although Wu's technique is very good, his understanding is still poor.

"Well, I'll show you!"

With that, Ye Yu took a brush from the pen holder, touched it with ink, and sketched it on the scroll.

Just a moment later, Ye Yu has finished writing.

Wu Suo's eyes widened and his face was full of shock as he looked at the picture which was "modified" by Ye Yu at this time.

"Absolutely, absolutely!"

Wu Suo made a thumbs up to Ye Yu and praised loudly, "a few strokes will make this painting live completely!"

On the desk, the painting is still that one.

However, in the blank of the painting, Ye Yu added a few strokes.

A lonely boat.

Old man in coir raincoat.

Fishing river snow alone!

This ink splashing landscape, coupled with the lonely boat old man in the river, becomes perfect!

"Worthy of being a great master!"

Wu Suo looked at Ye Yu in shock and said, "although I have painted many of them, the most striking one is the old man in the lonely boat!"

"What I lack is this old man in a lonely boat!"

When ye Yu heard this, he smiled, "since Mr. Wu understands that, as long as you think hard and have a little inspiration, you won't be weaker than those Chinese painting masters in the future!"

"Ha ha..." Wu Suo laughed happily at hearing the words. "This time, I'm studying hard. If I don't believe it, I'm still missing the old Qi xuanren!"

Ye Yu looked down at the time. It was nearly ten o'clock. So he said to Wu, "Mr. Wu, I have something else to do. Let's go first."

"Wait!"

Wu shouts Ye Yu, smiles and says, "I've got you once. You can't leave so soon!"

With that, Wu Suo turns around and holds out a pile of rolled scrolls under the desk.

Bang!

Wu Suo put the scroll on the desk and said to Ye Yu, "these are my recent works."

"Your great master will come to appreciate it again?"

"I..." Ye Yu looks at the scroll covered with a desk, and feels his head is big in an instant!

Xiangyu middle school, martial arts club.

Yan Fengwu, wearing a white uniform, stands on the martial arts club's training ground.

Standing in front of Yanfeng dance is a group of students with the same clothes and high spirits.

The members of martial arts club are different in height.

But they look at Yan and Feng dance, all of them are full of worship.

In their eyes, Yan Fengwu is a female warrior who will never be defeated!