Feng Yuyan took a picture of chrysanthemums on the spot. She specialized in flower craftsman Beigong Chenxue, who liked her preferences.

Mo Jinyun looked around and made a bold decision. She was the only one in this scene with a character as the theme, and was not a traditional beauty and lady picture, but a scene where three princes just threw themselves into pots.

"Miss Mo's painting is difficult. If you want to draw a character in a similar shape and spirit, you can work hard. Drawing portraits in half an hour of competition is a bit risky."

"That's right, right. It seems that Miss Mo is going to use all his strength this time. She will not give herself or leave a way out for Miss Lin Si!"

Twenty long cases were arranged in five rows and surrounded in the space temporarily surrounded by plain veils.

Painting on the spot and watching on the spot. Although non-participants are not allowed to enter and exit at will, they can still stop and walk outside the tent.

The stolen pots are full of ups and downs, but at this moment they are happy and happy. The nobles of good writing are scattered everywhere. The most are crowded around Lin Wanrong and Lin Yaxi.

Lin Wanrong's paintings are depicted in the charm of the spring mountain after the rain. The mountain veins outlined by the texture method, the edges and contours are extremely touching. At this moment, she is lying on the rice paper and dyeing the fog barriers on the top of the mountain.

A handsome young man shook his folding fan and nodded in admiration.

"Ms. Lin is truly worthy of being the number one talented woman in the capital. Clouds and fog are the most versatile, with the same thickness and light, and the distant and mysterious. Wet dyeing must be just right to add color to a landscape painting."

"The ancients said that from painting, I see people. Miss Lin has hills and valleys in her heart, and her writing is like a god! The texture and three-dimensionality of the rocks are just the same, even if you are a master of painting, few people can do it. Hey, look at the levels of the light-receiving surface and the backlight surface."

Another young man followed Lin Wanrong to steal the master and painted with her in the void.

"So that's it! It's really worth it to be lucky enough to watch Miss Lin paint. I've learned this trip. I'll try this technique tomorrow. Maybe my paintings can also go to the next level."

Song Yixin stood among the crowd, listening to the praises that Lin Wanrong highly praised, and smiled faintly.

The situation on Lin Yaxi's side was very different. The crowd looked at each other, unable to tell what was going on.

Feng Jun also went from being full of expectations at the beginning to being in the fog now.

"Miss Lin Si... is so unique. Even the posture of holding the pen is so... unique."

Mo Tianhao went to support his girls, but he was rarely with Feng Jun.

After all, Feng Yuyan can afford to lose, but Mo Jinyun can't afford to lose. If she loses, she will only slap twenty in a minute, and slap her in the face!

Lin Yaxi's biggest fan leader Song Yifeng stood in front and explained science to everyone.

"How to hold the pen is all the details. The process is not important, let's see the results!"

After watching for a while, another boy asked a question weakly.

"What exactly is Miss Lin Si painting? A quarter of an hour passed, why didn't I see it?"

Song Yifeng slapped the boy on the shoulder, causing him to suddenly feel excited, and then said earnestly

"I don't understand this. You are still young. Sister Yaxi pursues artistic conception and artistic conception! As for what she is painting...

Oh, it depends on your own opinions. You can say it is like fog, rain, and wind."

"Fifth Your Highness, don't bully us for being a little knowledgeable. Miss Lin Si clearly draws dots, lines do not form lines, and surfaces do not form surfaces..."

Song Yifeng glared at the man.

"Can you talk to you? If you can't speak, say a few less words. Whoever draws it well will look at it? What's the use of a pair of eyes for those who don't know how to appreciate it?"

The man touched the gray nose and touched it embarrassedly. Fortunately, it was not His Highness King Jin who said this. Otherwise, his small eyes would not be able to save him.

"I'm discussing and communicating with each other. I'm a straightforward person. Please don't mind the fifth prince."

Song Yifeng asked loudly at the men behind him.

"Hmph, I don't know Mount Tai! When I throw the pot, no one of you is optimistic about this prince? Who won in the end? Hum?"

To be honest, he didn't know what Lin Yaxi was doing, it was very vain. However, if you lose, you can't lose the formation!

Lin Yaxi painted it on the left and the right, and she was also drawing it while thinking.

In her previous life, she was a cool street girl. On her rest days without practicing, she would have made appointments with three or five friends and take skateboards and spray paint to the used factory to doodle graffiti.

Although her level is limited, she admires the spirit of punk very much, which is also an outlet for venting stress during those boring days of practice day and night.

Painting is different from brushes. Therefore, she is not good at using the tip of the pen to trace it carefully, and prefers to stack large pieces.

The 3D feeling of graffiti is stronger than that of traditional paintings. Before traveling through time, she was fascinated by a technique called multidimensional three-dimensional painting.

After not writing for a long time, Lin Yaxi kept recalling and composition in her mind, and had no time to pay attention to the noise around her.

And those young men looked at people more than they were paintings. Anyway, Lin Yaxi was beautiful, and Song Yifeng was right.

Lin Wanxiang kept mingling among the crowd, and the curve of the corners of her mouth kept rising.

Halfway through the race, the onlookers gradually began to flow.

The third lady of the Yongyang Bo Mansion is already coloring Jinbuyao.

"The third lady of the Bo Mansion is in ordinary life, and she is extraordinary. A daily thing can be restored to such a realistic and accurate way, it is exactly the same."

"Yes. There are many people painting like flowers, birds, fish and insects. It is difficult to break through the siege. Every stroke must be extremely accurate."

Feng Yuyan and the second lady of the Jingnan Hou Mansion are in the same row. One paints the oriole and the other paints the autumn chrysanthemums.

"Miss Second Miss Hou Mansion is so vivid. The feathers are clear, and even the fluff can be seen clearly, as if they are about to fly up the next moment!"

"I think it's still Ms. Feng's chrysanthemum is slightly better. Didn't she draw a ten-foot curtain over there? It's completely at the point of being fake and real, right?"

When he heard this, the few noble girls with poor strength were also curious and went to see the opponent's paintings. After reading them, they sighed repeatedly.

"Oh. I'm just a mess, why are you drawing..."

"Who won the game? My father said that as long as I dare to show my talents at Juyan this time, he will give me the most expensive year-round beauty package for Yunxiang Huaxiang."

As the bet for twenty slaps is about to be revealed, more and more people come to see Mo Jinyun.

She painted three princes in the fierce battle of throwing pots. Song Yixin and Song Yichen have already painted them, but Song Yifeng, who is still short of winning the championship in the end.

"Not to mention it. Miss Mo has a proud capital, and she is indeed well drawn. The two high-ranking masters' every move is highly recognizable. The most important thing is that the heroic and heroic aura is also vividly displayed on the paper."

A young man in yellow asked in a gossip.

"Miss Mo and Miss Lin Si have a bet, so don't you have to do anything to the death? Hey, who has visited Miss Fourth? How about it, which one has a better chance of winning?"

"I have been standing there for a long time. I don't know if I am so careless about my knowledge and can't see through it, or if Miss Lin Si's paintings are so foggy. If you want to see them according to me, Miss Mo will win.
Chapter completed!