Whew!

Qin Feng didn't stop for a moment when the beautiful melody emitted by the tip of the pen falling on the rice paper, and after ten minutes, when he finished drawing a figure with his right hand, he immediately spread out a roll of rice paper and continued to paint. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The focused and handsome face and majestic and chic spirit are simply the same as Tang Bohu, the head of the four talents.

"Finish drawing!"

Qin Feng put away his pen suddenly, threw the brush on his hands aside, looked around, and found that everyone was still immersed in surprise and couldn't extricate himself.

"Hua Shao, are you good at painting here?" Qin Feng didn't care about these people, he was competing with Hua Ming, so he came to him and saw that he had already painted, and the figure he painted, like one of his three paintings, was Zhao Lingxian's figure painting.

It's just that Hua Ming obviously only cares about Zhao Lingxian's handsome appearance, but he doesn't really understand her heart.

Although the characters are as beautiful as fairies, they are similar to each other, but their expressions give people a cold feeling, just like the Zhao Lingxian that everyone usually sees, there is a kind of chill that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Chinese painting belongs to freehand, emphasizing the artistic conception and level of the work.

In Qin Feng's opinion, Hua Ming's two most basic points were not in place.

"Students, I'm sorry, I'm late, now, let's start class!" At this time, a beautiful voice came from outside the door, and Teacher Yunxiao walked in.

As soon as she entered the room, she was stunned, and the whole class was gathered in a circle, with the same standard of expression, as if someone had immobilized her, and stood there motionless.

"Students, it's time for class. Yunxiao raised his voice and said again.

This time, a few students finally came back to their senses, and when they saw Teacher Yunxiao coming, they excitedly brought her to Qin Feng and Hua Ming.

"Teacher Yunxiao, come and evaluate which of these four paintings is the best. ”

Yunxiao has not yet figured out the situation, and the students deliberately did not point out who did each painting, just to want Yunxiao to distinguish the winner fairly without knowing it.

She was closer to Hua Ming's paintings, and her eyes first fell on the figure paintings painted by Hua Ming, and she could see at a glance that the characters in this painting were Zhao Lingxian, the flower of the department.

After admiring it seriously for a while, Yunxiao raised his head slightly and said: "The author of this painting has profound skills, mature painting skills, and the characters drawn are also very similar, which can be identified at a glance. ”

Teacher Yunxiao is also a master of Chinese painting, and if she can give this comment, it is obvious that the other party's level is already quite good, but she then said: "However, ...... This painting seems to be a little less aura, which is a kind of artistic conception, and I can't express it in words. ”

As he spoke, Yunxiao glanced at Zhao Lingxian and said with a smile: "Lingxian, what do you think?"

The protagonist of this painting is Zhao Lingxian, her opinion is naturally very important, nodding, Zhao Lingxian said: "This painting is a bit superficial, Mr. Yunxiao, you can continue to evaluate the next one." ”

She didn't have a good impression of Hua Ming, even if this person painted a good painting, Zhao Lingxian didn't bother to take a look.

But for Qin Feng's paintings, I am looking forward to it, I don't know if I painted myself?

Since Qin Feng would cover up each painting with something after he finished painting, until now, no one knew what he had painted.

Yunxiao nodded, expressing his agreement with Zhao Lingxian's words, walked a few steps, came to another painting, and gently lifted the covered paper.

The delicate body trembled violently, and her eyes were shining!

This is also a painting of Zhao Lingxian's character, but compared to the previous painting with a cold and green style, this one is vivid and dexterous, lifelike.

Zhao Lingxian in the painting, wearing a pale yellow dress, stands in a flower bush, she squints at the sky, and her face is full of happy smiles.

is like the cold and arrogant Zhao Lingxian in reality, but it is even more likable.

She exuded a burst of affinity and warmth, and the boys around her couldn't wait to pull Zhao Lingxian in the painting into reality, keep it at home, and not let anyone know.

Zhao Lingxian's delicate body trembled vigorously, and when she saw this painting, her beautiful eyes were already covered with a layer of water vapor, and she couldn't hold back her tears.

The beautiful and intoxicating woman in the painting pierced her heart, it was the little girl who played happily with Qin Feng in her childhood, and that was the self she buried and protected in her heart.

Today's apathy and arrogance are just masks imposed for lack of care and fear of injury......

Yunxiao stood in front of the painting and looked at it for a while, but she couldn't reach a conclusion, she suddenly walked to the next painting and said softly: "I haven't thought of the words to praise the last painting, let's take a look at the next one first." ”

Gently lifted the paper again, and once again the delicate body trembled slightly.

The heroine of this scene of the painting, everyone is also familiar with it, and she is also one of the school flowers of the art department, Lin Beibei.

Lin Beibei is in a bustling urban area, surrounded by people, but she is squatting in a forgotten corner, her head hanging on her knees, and her eyes reveal a trace of loneliness, as if she is a forgotten child by this world.

But on her shoulders, a pair of strong and powerful hands are drawn, which seem to contain infinite strength, making the originally bleak picture warm and happy.

When everyone saw Lin Beibei in the painting, they didn't think she was lonely, because there was someone standing behind her silently to protect her and share the loneliness of the night with her.

As for the characters represented by these hands, only Lin Beibei knows it in his heart.

She really knew very well, this was Qin Feng's big hand, Qin Feng had helped her so much that she was now dependent on him, and every time she stood by Qin Feng's side, she had an inexplicable sense of security.

Lin Beibei, who has been honed in society since she was a child and has been warmed by human affection, was instantly shattered by the strength that had been suppressed in her heart for many years, because she felt a pair of big hands that were taking care of her in every detail.

As soon as he turned around, tears surged across his cheeks.

Yunxiao still didn't comment, and couldn't wait to come to the third picture and gently pull open the paper on it.

Airplanes!

Her brain felt like it had been hit by something heavy, and it suddenly buzzed and went blank.

The body shook several times in a row, if it wasn't for Qin Feng's support, he would have fallen to the ground.

The hero of this painting is none other than Yunxiao himself!

In the painting, she is standing in the playground, surrounded by laughter and laughter, and the scene is warm and sweet.

But Yunxiao was alone, standing in place and looking at these happy pictures, her eyes seemed a little hollow, at her age, she longed for a beautiful partner, got married, started a family, and settled down, more than Qin Feng and others.

But the attentive person will find that in the corner of the playground, there is a dark shadow, and his face cannot be seen clearly, and the man stands there quietly, looking in the direction of the clouds.

And this shadow did not escape the eyes of the clouds, when she first looked at it, she felt that this person was very familiar, and slowly in her mind, the black shadow and Qin Feng's appearance fused together, and gradually became clearer.

She suddenly remembered the picture of Qin Feng going to the meeting alone that night, going deep into the tiger's den to bring her out, she was so big, and it was the first time she met someone who was so close to her.

But soon these pictures were transformed into a bloody scene, the man in black who was cut off by the waist, and the severed arm Ma Dehu covered in snow, Qin Feng's actions that night really scared the clouds

If it weren't for Qin Feng killing someone for her, Yunxiao, a righteous teacher, would definitely call the police and arrest him.

"Teacher Yunxiao, how are you looking, there should already be results in your heart, right?" Qin Feng straightened Yunxia's body and asked with a smile.

Yunxiao hurriedly recovered from the terrifying memories, stabilized his emotions, and said slowly: "If I am not mistaken, these three paintings are made by one person, this person's painting talent is excellent, and his skills are unfathomable, and it is no longer something that people of my level can comment on in vain." ”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Yunxiao continued: "As for the other one, the painting is also quite good, but compared to these three paintings, there is one less soul, to put it bluntly, the two painters are not of the same grade at all, the authors of these three paintings are better than the authors of that painting." ”

This conclusion is quite straightforward, even a fool can understand it.

Isn't it Qin Feng's painting ability, it's going to blow up that Huaming.

Although everyone had already decided the victory or defeat in their hearts after seeing Qin Feng's magical painting skills and his soulful works, but now that they heard Yunxiao say that Qin Feng had won, everyone's hearts were still turbulent.

This Qin Dashao seems to have changed recently, and it seems that he has become a decathlon godman!

Hua Ming, who was standing in the corner, his face was already gloomy and couldn't be colder anymore, he gritted his teeth and glared at Qin Feng, who was admired and admired by his classmates in the crowd.

He really didn't expect that he would lose to Qin Feng in painting, which was definitely an extremely humiliating blow to him.

"Now that the judging results are out, I will give you these three paintings, I hope you will like them. ”

Qin Feng smiled and took the three paintings, and gave them to the three beauties in the painting, the three girls instinctively took the rice paper, looked at the most real self revealed in the painting, and gently rolled up the scroll, thinking that they wanted to collect the painting well.

Yunxiao will return to the podium, gather his emotions, and start the class.

In this class, Qin Feng was not making trouble, he was tired all morning, and he slept beautifully on the table. This made Yunxiao a little uncomfortable, and this smooth class made her feel that something was missing.

After class, Yunxiao packed up his textbooks and left the classroom, but the students in the class were still sitting quietly, and no one rushed out of the classroom to do their own things as usual.

Because, the outcome of Qin Feng and Hua Ming's gamble has been decided, but the punishment and reward have not yet been cashed.

Whether it was Qin Feng slapping Hua Ming in the face, or Qin Feng kissing Zhao Lingxian.

It's definitely a picture to look forward to!