Old Bai frowned when he heard this, and looked at Professor Li with a little disagreement. What is Old Li doing today? Isn’t this making friends unable to come to Taiwan in public?

Professor Li was glared by the eyes of the grandfather and grandson, and instantly felt that he was a little lacking in confidence. Otherwise... forget it?

He was about to speak, but Brother Xue next to him laughed and took over the conversation.

"Look at what you said, why can't there be enough time? Didn't my friend paint a painting on the spot? I remember it took less than fifteen minutes?"

"Uh...this?"

Bai Chenxi was instantly stuck. What Grandpa Xue said was true. He remembered it deeply. She and Yu Yu were indeed painting on the live broadcast.

However, this does not mean that Sister Tang can draw it now?

What if the person was prepared last time but not this time? He has been learning to draw with his grandfather for several years and understands the hardships of temporary painting very well. It cannot be painted just by wanting to draw. Inspiration is also very important.

Several judges rode the wind and said, "We also want to see my friend's works in person."

"Isn't this half an hour before the game? It must be enough for me at my friend's speed!"

If the nine judges rely on their brainstorming to find that She and Yu have some skills, then the moment they met Tang Shu, the cognition they had established in the past jumped around instantly, leaving more or less a little doubt.

Is this person really giving up and giving up himself, rather than pretending to be a little doll that comes out to play with his elders?

There are young people under the age of 20 in their family. Although they are also a phoenix under their stick education, they have not reached the level of "She" and "Yu" in calligraphy and painting.

We always have to try it out before we know the truth or the falsehood. If someone is replaced, the competition will start and they will have to take the blame.

They must explain to the participants, right?

On this side, when Mr. Bai saw several people coming forward to talk to him, he knew that they were willing to make things difficult for the young friend. He was about to put down his face and scold him a few times when he heard Tang Shu speak.

"Then I will be ugly."

Tang Shu responded calmly, his eyes still clear without any sign of panic.

Professor Li and his friends heard the exact reply from the person involved and looked at each other, with deep meaning gradually revealed in their eyes, and Old Bai looked at Tang Shu with a little more spirit.

Are you planning to prove your innocence?

What a smart doll!

You should know that if he speaks at this time, he can indeed refuse Tang Shu, which is considered to be a solution to this matter, but others may not believe it.

Only by truly showing strength can people convince themselves.

"Okay, okay! I've long wanted to see my friend's paintings myself. Even if I draw, let's take a look!"

Old Bai borrowed the donkey and set up a ladder for both sides. He looked at Tang Shu with a little more anticipation.

Bai Chenxi behind him curled his lips and felt dissatisfied, but now the overall situation is determined and he has no choice but to come over, "Sister Tang, I'll help you!"

Humph, these elders are so inauthentic. The nine people are hundreds of years old together, so they know that they are making things difficult for the younger generation.

Very embarrassed!

Tang Shu glanced at him and smiled, "I'm working hard."

Bai Chenxi helped her spread the white paper and prepared the four treasures of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. With the cooperation of the two, the scroll was unfolded exactly.

"Sister Tang, you have to work hard, I will stand firmly on your side!"

"Okay, I'll do my best."

Tang Shu felt the kindness from the little boy, held the pen in his right hand, looked at the white paper in front of him for a moment, and had an idea in his heart.

The next moment, the black ink appeared on the paper.

Since there are many people in the office, some people choose to stand beside them and stop to watch, while others sit in their original position, drinking tea while watching from a distance calmly.

No matter what everyone is doing, it will be difficult to affect Tang Shu who is painting.

As time goes by, Professor Li, who was originally watching quietly beside him, became more and more serious, staring at the painting that was about to be formed in front of him, with a bit of fanaticism in his eyes.

Ten minutes later, Tang Shu left a few lines of handwriting on the lower left side of the painting.

Put the writing.

"Okay, I'm not talented, please give me some advice."

As soon as Tang Shu finished speaking, Bai Chenxi, who had been responsible for helping her, proudly raised her chest, gave up her original position, and secretly came to Tang Shu.

"Sister Tang, you are so awesome!"

The sound is so small that it can be heard within one meter, so it is not an exaggeration to say it is a whisper.

Tang Shu suddenly smiled when he met his admirational little eyes. Why is this kid so cute? Why is her temperament the same as her cheap brother?

She couldn't help but reach out and rub Bai Chenxi's hair, "I've seen your works, and you're also amazing."

"Really?! I have only learned Chinese painting with my grandfather for three or four years. My grandfather often says that I am still young."

"Really, Mr. Bai has a good vision and high requirements. You are already a genius among your peers. You will definitely become a big shot in time."

Tang Shu was telling the truth. Even in Damo, Bai Chenxi's works can be regarded as a small achievement, with extremely high talent and insight.

"You can also sign up for the next National Calligraphy and Painting Competition."

"Am I really possible?!"

"Yes, only by constantly honing in adversity can you stimulate your potential as much as possible."

"Sister Tang said that, then I'll try it next time!"

The two of them had already had a chat. Mr. Xue and others had already gathered at the desk and showed a painting in front of everyone.

It was a phoenix picture, with four words written in the lower left corner like a dragon and a phoenix.

【There is a phoenix】

"Is there a Fenglaiyi?"

In the picture, a phoenix flying spreads its wings is falling on a branch of a sycamore tree that has grown for at least a hundred years. The colorful wings have not yet been closed, with a momentum that looks down on the world.

The slender and soft neck has a beautiful curve, and the back is slightly raised like a muscle formed by frequent movement. The gorgeous tail feather drags like a flame, its beak is like an eagle, and its body is like a crane;

Among the crystal red feathers, several white dots are arranged regularly, with golden patterns mixed under the streamlined structure, revealing a natural nobility and arrogance, and a vague look at the world!

"Good painting!"

"It is indeed the appearance of [The Phoenix Comes to the Etiquette]—"

The phoenix in the painting is both beautiful and powerful, as if it is about to roar. Only the arrogant dragon can look down on it, symbolizing a kind of authority that is high and cannot be desecrated.

"This artistic conception... looks familiar?"
Chapter completed!