C436 You are not fit to be my apprentice

Lan Yuyan's voice and appearance had long sunk into the depths of his soul. Zhao Qiang did not even need to look to draw her most beautiful picture.

When Xiao Wei saw Zhao Qiang's finished drawing, he felt as if he was struck by lightning.

From his professional point of view, Zhao Qiang's painting could be said to be a masterpiece. Even if Zhao Qiang didn't want to admit it, it would be impossible for him to leave him a few streets behind.

"Oh my god!" I've never seen such a beautiful painting. Compared to this young man, this shitty painter's painting is like dog shit. "

A man who was staring at the painting with his eyes wide open suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! Why do I feel like the woman on this painting is winking at me?

Many people felt the same way about this man. They all felt that this painting was too magical, and that it was an extremely precious divine artifact.

Lan Yuyan looked at the divine work, touched his hot cheeks, and asked in his heart: Am I that beautiful?

Zhao Qiang stared at Xiao Wei and asked: "How is my drawing?"

Hearing this question, Xiao Wei's entire body shivered, he really wanted to say that his drawing was mediocre, but the eyes of the crowd were sharp, if he were to say it like that, the spectators would drown him with just one mouthful of saliva.

"You, you drew better than me." Xiao Wei's expression was ugly, as he said while trembling with great difficulty.

The moment these words were spoken, the surrounding people burst into applause and praise. In their eyes, Zhao Qiang was no longer a human but a god!

"The outcome has been decided. Shouldn't you do something?" Zhao Qiang said lightly.

If only he knew that this would happen, he would not have been so arrogant. Now that he had dug a hole and jumped into it, he was still a famous person, if he really kneeled down and worshipped Zhao Qiang as his master, then he wouldn't have the face to stay in the art world anymore.

"Sir, please forgive my rudeness just now. Can you please change the request? I can compensate you in other ways. "

A cold light flashed in Zhao Qiang's eyes. He was sure that if he lost, Xiao Wei would definitely teach him a lesson, so he didn't need to empathize with Xiao Wei.

"No, you have to keep your promise."

Xiao Wei felt a wave of killing intent approaching him, his expression changed greatly. He could tell that Zhao Qiang was a ruthless character, if he did not do as he said, he would most likely be severely injured.

made a decision, gritted his teeth, and took a deep breath. Under everyone's shocked gaze, Xiao Wei knelt down and kowtowed: "Sir, please accept me as your disciple."

Now that things had progressed to this point, everyone was talking about it at once.

Lan Yuyan looked at Zhao Qiang blankly. He originally wanted to use Xiao Wei, the painter, to embarrass Zhao Qiang, but he never thought that Xiao Wei would lose in the end.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would have been hard for her to believe this sort of thing. After all, it was already difficult for a person to be proficient in one or two things, much less something like Zhao Qiang was proficient in.

Zhao Qiang saw everyone's expression, his mouth formed an evil smile, and looked at Xiao Wei and said: "Stand up! You are not qualified to be my disciple. "

Xiao Wei was only forcing himself to acknowledge Zhao Qiang as his master out of helplessness and pressure, and did not mean it. However, right now, Zhao Qiang had rejected him in front of everyone, and even said that he did not have the qualifications to do so, which had given Xiao Wei a huge blow.

"I admit that your painting skills are very good, but I'm not bad either. My best masterpiece can be sold for over a million. I want to ask you why I don't have the qualifications?"

Zhao Qiang asked calmly, "Can you draw blind?"

Xiao Wei understood the hidden meaning behind his words, and his body fiercely trembled as his black face creaked, "I-I can't do it."

Zhao Qiang said in a playful manner, "Then it's fine. Blindly drawing is the most basic thing here. If you don't even know this, then what qualifications do you have to be my disciple? I don't have the time to teach you."

"You, you …"

Xiao Wei was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He lost to Zhao Qiang in the area that he was most proud of, he wanted to take revenge, but he was powerless to do so.

Zhao Qiang didn't think that he had done anything extraordinary. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, there's no more liveliness to watch. Just do what you need to do!"

The onlookers returned to their seats with a smile, but there were still many people secretly observing Zhao Qiang.

Zhao Qiang waved his hand in front of Lan Yuyan, laughing and saying: "Knock, knock, knock. Hurry and come back to reality."

Lan Yuyan blushed and rolled her eyes at Zhao Qiang. She said angrily, "When did you learn how to draw?"

The people around them all pricked up their ears to listen. They were also very curious about this problem.

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Lan Yuyan heavily snorted, "Of course it's the truth."

Zhao Qiang shrugged and laughed, "To be honest, I've never learned painting before."

Ah!" Lan Yuyan was surprised. She patted her chest and said, "You've never painted before, so why are you drawing so well?

The surrounding people were all discussing. They did not believe that Zhao Qiang had never learned painting so well. If that was the case, then Zhao Qiang was a demon. How could those painters who had been immersed in the art of painting for many years endure this?

Zhao Qiang opened the bottle and drank a mouthful of water, then said, "Maybe it's because I'm a genius! "There are some things that are inherently …"

Lan Yuyan rolled her eyes at Zhao Qiang. Regardless of whether others believed her or not, she believed him, because Zhao Qiang did not need to lie to her. Even so, she snorted and said, "What are you so proud of.

"Thank you for your concern, haha!"

Just as Lan Yuyan was about to 'counterattack', a voice floated over: "Little brother, can you show me your masterpiece for a bit?"

Zhao Qiang turned around and saw an old man with a head full of white hair walking over with the support of a little beauty.

"Sure."

The old man took the painting, looked at it for a minute, and then gave a cry. He was in another carriage and had heard talk of a masterpiece drawn by someone, which intrigued him, and he asked to see it.

If he was not wrong, the painting had already reached a point where one did not look at the mountain, but at the water, but at the water. In other words, what everyone felt when looking at the painting was different.

The old man looked at Zhao Qiang in shock and said from the bottom of his heart, "Little brother, you really are an expert! I have a presumptuous request, I hope little brother can agree to it. "

"Go ahead." Zhao Qiang knew that the old man had already seen something different from the painting.

"Little brother, can you sell this painting to me? The price is up to you, I definitely won't bargain on it."

Lan Yuyan could not help but exclaim. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she shyly lowered her head.