Chapter Forty-Seven: Amazing Performance
Now Hua Ming used his super strength to challenge Qin Feng's weakness that he didn't know anything about, which immediately attracted everyone's onlookers. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
However, everyone thought in their hearts, Qin Feng didn't seem to know anything else except for being a girl.
"What's the matter, could it be that you are scared and don't dare to compete with Ben Shao?" Seeing that Qin Feng didn't answer for a long time, Hua Ming felt a little weak.
If the identities of him and Qin Feng were reversed, he would not agree to such an unsuspenseful challenge, it would be simply looking for death.
Qin Feng is suitable to be afraid, his life motto is 'life is about constant challenges', but just now he extracted the memory of intermediate painting skills in his brain, this thing was drawn by Qin Feng last night, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.
The classic works changed in Qin Feng's mind, and the painting techniques, coloring details, and the life-long experience of various masters of Chinese painting like Qi Baishi rushed to his memory.
Qin Feng couldn't help but be happy, looked at Hua Ming playfully, and said, "Okay, then let's try Chinese painting." However, before the written test, it is always necessary to set the punishment of the person who loses. ”
Hua Ming was slightly stunned, and soon came back to his senses, revealing a smug smile.
He was afraid that Qin Feng would not agree to this competition, but he didn't expect that this product not only agreed, but also offered to punish him, which really made Hua Ming excited and about to shout.
But on the surface, he still pretended to be indifferent, and said with a smile: "Since I proposed the rules of the competition, then the punishment is up to Qin Dashao to decide." ”
"Then I think that's it, you think that I challenge Chinese painting, it's nothing more than trying to slap me in the face, so if anyone loses, let the whole class slap him on the head one by one, and say, you waste, what do you think?" Qin Feng looked at Hua Ming with a smile and said.
Hua Ming was even suppressed by Qin Feng's self-confidence for a moment, since this kid knew that he was here to slap him in the face, he even dared to say such a vicious punishment, could it be that he had the chance to win?
Soon, Hua Ming was relieved.
Although Qin Feng was very surprised by the competition with Yu Wenxiang and defeated Yu Wenxiang, Chinese painting is not as simple as fighting.
Hua Ming can think that Qin Feng is a child of a big family, and he was forced to learn some self-defense techniques since he was a child, and with the second brother of luck, he won Yu Wenxiang.
But painting requires accumulated practice, and without five or six years of foundation, how to draw a good painting. Moreover, it is not enough to rely on hard work, painting is more talented, and without a natural understanding of color and line, you will not become a master if you work hard.
And Hua Ming is a painting genius, in this regard, he is full of confidence, unbeatable.
It's the same as Qin Feng's confidence in pickling girls!
"Okay, just do as you say. Hua Ming said proudly: "However, the person who wins always has to have a little reward, I want to see, the person who wins, it is better to kiss Zhao Lingxian Goddess in public, and besides, to kiss mouth to mouth." ”
Mouth-to-mouth kiss!
Qin Feng and Zhao Lingxian's hearts were tight, thinking of the moment of passion in Zhao Lingxian's boudoir last night, Qin Feng looked at Zhao Lingxian and licked his lips, without thinking about it, he said, "Okay." ”
Qin Feng fell in love with Hua Ming at this moment, this kid was really righteous enough, and put forward the request he wanted to say in his heart but didn't dare to say it.
Zhao Lingxian's cold pretty face suddenly turned crimson, and after glancing at Qin Feng, he glared at Hua Ming coldly and said, "Nerves, you like to gamble or not, don't add me to it." ”
Qin Feng and Hua Ming glanced at each other and didn't speak, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence to the punishment system of the gambling game.
As for Zhao Lingxian's refusal to agree at that time, it was not the first time that Qin Feng had forcibly kissed her.
"Then let's get started. Hua Ming couldn't wait to win against Qin Feng.
watched him being slapped in the face by the whole class, and then kissed the fragrance of Zhao Lingxian's lips.
The students who watched the excitement had long been full of excitement, and two empty seats had been vacated, and the tools needed to draw Chinese paintings, such as rice paper, Chinese painting colors, brushes, color palettes, and ink, were placed on the table.
As soon as Hua Ming sat down, he changed his expression, calmly picked up the brush and quickly adjusted the color, and flew on the rice paper.
Qin Feng didn't move for a long time, he watched Hua Ming paint for a while, and after he had intermediate painting skills, he could naturally see the points and shortcomings of each work when he saw Chinese paintings.
Hua Ming's painting method is indeed unique, and his skills are not shallow, but in the eyes of Qin Feng, whose painting skills can be compared to Qi Baishi's giant, he is still pediatric.
"Qin Feng, why don't you use your pen yet? No matter if you can win or not, you have to try. Seeing that Qin Feng had not moved, Lin Beibei, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but ask.
Although she has always believed in Qin Feng very much, she has no confidence in this calligraphy competition and Qin Feng to win.
Not to mention the other students, this will already be whispered underground, most of them are saying that Qin Feng has not moved his pen yet, he must know that he is defeated, and he will not even have the courage to draw.
The most anxious person in the crowd was Zhao Lingxian, if someone dared to make a bet on her before, she would have slapped her in the face.
What's more, it's still betting on her kiss.
But this time with Qin Feng participating, she had some inexplicable expectations in her heart, expecting Qin Feng to win, recalling last night's hot kiss, Zhao Lingxian felt soft all over, and that wonderful feeling actually made her a little infatuated.
"I'm going to start. ”
Suddenly, Qin Feng moved, waved his big hand, and the brush in his hand seemed to use his soul, swinging freely in his hand, coming and going without a trace.
He not only has intermediate painting skills but also elementary calligraphy skills, and the combination of the two is even more powerful.
Although everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, no matter whether Qin Feng could really draw a perfect work or not, at least his majestic posture had already infected everyone.
Color, brush, pen, ......
He is like a supreme master in the field of painting, with a strong smell of ink on his body, his eyes are blazing, and he is focused on the rice paper, leaving an amazing color wherever he goes.
Call!
The crowd whose heartbeats have just accelerated, this will jump out of their throats directly.
Qin Feng's skillful and swift pen movement and smoothness like a fish in water had already shocked everyone, but at this moment, since he grabbed another brush with his left hand, he unfolded a roll of rice paper next to him, and used both hands to draw two paintings at the same time.
The left hand is as flexible as the right hand, and the pen is like a god, and the pen is wonderful!
Even Hua Ming, who was concentrating on the side, stopped his pen and watched Qin Feng's performance in surprise.