Liu Daxia was also dumbfounded, shocked by Ming Zhongxin's whimsical method. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, Ming Zhongxin was smiling and looking at everyone in the hall playfully.

What did the Wu Pavilion Lord say that made everyone so angry?

But it turned out that the master of Wu Pavilion clapped his hands on the stage, and in an instant, four people came up from below, standing still one by one, facing everyone.

The group of scholars frowned, waiting for Pavilion Master Wu to explain.

As soon as the Wu Pavilion Lord opened his mouth, he was shocked.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my son-in-law said that in view of his busy affairs and unable to receive you, he said that he had already taught all the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting to these four disciples, so the workaround he thought of was" Speaking of this, the master of Wu Ge paused, looked around, and stopped talking.

And the readers below have a little bit of a bad feeling, won't it, this Ming Zhongxin won't be so presumptuous, right?

"The workaround is that his disciples will ask everyone for advice one by one, and please be considerate."

In an instant, the hall exploded.

"What? Let's compare ourselves to his disciples? ”

"This is a scholar who looks down on my Jingshi!"

"It's too much!"

"It's too much!"

For a time, the crowd was angry and requisitioned.

The Wu Pavilion Master on the stage smiled bitterly, knowing that this would be the case, and now he would offend all the scholars in the entire Beijing Division!

God, you are truly God! After Liu Daxia was dumbfounded, he pointed at Ming Zhongxin and sneered.

Ming Zhongxin did not change his face and did not beat his heart, and looked at the noisy people in the hall calmly.

"Okay, everyone just needs to abuse this disciple of Ming Zhongxin to cry bitterly, and I'm not afraid that he won't come out to find the field!" A voice rang out from the crowd.

"That's right, Ming Zhongxin insulted us like this, we just need to respond to him, insult his disciple, and he will come out!" Someone chimed in.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"But is that really good? You know, those disciples are only twelve or thirteen years old, and it's not glorious for us to win! A weak voice rang out.

Only then did everyone come to their senses and look at the stage.

But it turned out that the so-called four disciples of Ming Zhongxin, except for one who was over thirty years old, the other three were really just children.

"If you're afraid of losing face, isn't there another Lenten one? And looking at his long shirt, I'm afraid that he is also a showman, let's abuse him first! That's certainly not too much! Another voice appeared in the crowd.

"Yes, just abuse him!"

"Just abuse him!"

The scene profoundly demonstrated a herd mentality.

Liu Daxia also looked confused, these Jingshi scholars are really tasteless!

However, if you think about it, all the people who have good taste are devoted to learning, how can they come to compete with Ming Zhongxin for this breath!

Obviously, these tasteless scholars are afraid that they just want to defeat Ming Zhongxin, so as to become famous in Beijing for a while! This is the fastest way to ascend.

Who made these days of Ming Zhongxin so coquettish, and he was in the limelight in Beijing! In addition, it is not surprising that someone is fueling the troubles, Heiming Zhongxin, and the Jingshi scholars are so targeted at him!

Several people on the stage were smiling and looked at everyone calmly.

"By the way, Wu has another thing to explain!" Pavilion Lord Wu calmly interrupted everyone's words.

Everyone in the audience looked at Pavilion Master Wu in unison.

"In view of the fact that there are too many people on the scene, please also nominate representatives of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting to learn from my son-in-law's disciples, otherwise, one by one, wouldn't it be tiring us to death!"

"What?" As soon as I heard this, everyone in the audience was unhappy, obviously, this is to say that these few people on the stage can defeat the people present, this is really a big breath ----- ants yawning!

"This is Li Yuliang, a student of the Ming Family School, who is proficient in piano, this is Li Tianyi, who is proficient in chess, this is Zhao Deming, who is proficient in calligraphy, and this is Ma Qibo, who is proficient in painting." Pavilion Master Wu was no longer entangled, and said directly, "Okay, no matter how much you say, it's better to see the truth under your hands!" Let's discuss the selection of the candidate first! ”

"Okay, let's learn the painting skills first!" After a short period of whispering, the reader below agreed.

They didn't know that Ma Qibo was the oldest, but he was also the strongest among these people, especially his painting skills, and he was about to hit the iron plate!

"Good!" Ma Qibo nodded and stepped forward.

Next to him, the Wu Pavilion Lord had already instructed the guys to prepare the desks, pens, ink, paper, and inkstones one by one.

The elected scholar slowly stepped onto the stage and said to Ma Qibo, "Ningbo Luji, Zhejiang, the word Tingzhen, and the number Leyu." He is good at painting flowers and birds. ”

Ma Qibo hugged his fists, "Ma Qibo, Jinan Mansion, Shandong, is good at ink painting and sketching." I don't know what Brother Lu's topic is? ”

"This?" Lu Ji groaned for a while, the ink is okay, but what the hell is this sketch? I've never heard of it!

"No matter what kind of painting skills you try, Brother Lu doesn't hurt to say it, Ma should accompany him."

What a big breath! Not only Lu Ji was a little angry, but even all the readers in the audience were anxious, this guy was really arrogant!

They didn't know that Ma Qibo's words were really what he was talking about. He was already obsessed with painting skills, not familiar with the world, and never thought about being angry with everyone, he just wanted to take this opportunity to correct the name of his master Ming Zhongxin's painting skills, and he had no other intentions, but he confirmed his arrogant name in one sentence.

"Okay, since Brother Ma is so generous, let's compare flower and bird painting skills!" Lu Jiyi was angry and directly made a decision that he regretted for the rest of his life.

"Flowers and birds?" Ma Qibo smiled slightly, sketching is the supreme technique to reveal this flower and bird painting technique, compared to painting flowers and birds, isn't this letting himself abuse him? "Brother Lu, do you have to think clearly?"

"What? Scared? Lu Ji looked playful and said disdainfully, "If Brother Ma thinks that Lu has the advantage over painting flowers and birds, you can change to something else!" ”

"Not really!" Ma Qibo shook his head, "Ma just wants to say, flower and bird painting skills, Ma asked himself that there is no opponent except for the teacher, and he wants Brother Lu to change his painting skills, but if Brother Lu insists so much, there is no problem!" ”

This sentence almost crooked Lu Ji's nose.

I thought that Ma Qibo was timid, afraid of competing with himself in flower and bird painting skills, and wanted to change the way he painted, but he never thought that he would say such an annoying thing, which means that people still want to let themselves!

"Okay, since Brother Ma is so confident, Lu will not change, so I will learn Brother Ma's excellent painting skills!" Lu Ji gambled.

"Okay, since Brother Lu insists, Ma should accompany him!" Ma Qibo arched his hand and stood in front of the table, ready to show his painting skills.

Lu Ji's face was flushed, he glanced at Ma Qibo viciously, stood in front of the table, took a deep breath, calmed down, and prepared to paint.

"Can this Ma Qibo do it?" Liu Daxia looked at Ma Qibo with some concern, and whispered in Ming Zhongxin's ear.

"Old Liu, remove that word!" Ming Zhongxin chuckled.

"Really?" Liu Daxia was a little unconvinced, "You know, this Lu Ji is even I have heard of his painting skills reputation, he learned from Bian Jingzhao, far from the Southern Song Dynasty Painting Academy physique, many times back to the phoenix, crane, peacock, mandarin duck and the like, the outline of the brush and the ink freehand can be, and good at combining the two bodies, the pen and ink flow, the color is beautiful. Although it is a little immature, in time, it will be a representative of flower and bird painting. ”

Ming Zhongxin smiled slightly, "Old Liu, if you knew who this Ma Qibo was, you wouldn't say that!" ”

"Who is he? Isn't that the one in your school? Liu Daxia was a little puzzled.

"Ma Qibo, who is the painter of the comic strips in the bookstore, has only been immersed in it for less than two months, what do you say, how is his painting skills?" Ming Zhongxin joked.

"What? It's him? Liu Daxia looked at Ma Qibo on the stage with some shock, if this Ma Qibo is really the one, he will really beat this Lu Ji today!

When the two were discussing, Lu Ji and Ma Qibo on the stage had already started painting.

There was silence at the scene, and the audience stared intently at the two of them, waiting for the painting to be finished.

Lu Ji put down his pen complacently, looked at his paintings, and nodded frequently, obviously, he was extremely satisfied with his paintings.

Looking up at Ma Qibo again, but seeing that Ma Qibo was still painting, Lu Ji shook his head disdainfully, slowly picked up his paintings, gently dried the ink, and showed the paintings to everyone.

But I saw that on the painting, there was a branch of the pomegranate tree, and the flowers were in full bloom, and for a while, the yellow bird perched on the branch, crying uncontrollably. The flowers and birds in the paintings are brightly colored, vibrant, both legal and vibrant, the style is fresh, the lines are soft, and the brushwork is depicted in heavy colors, concise and unrestrained.

"Wonderful!"

"Beautiful!"

The audience was applauded and applauded.

Lu Ji couldn't help but look at Ma Qibo with a spring breeze on his face.

At this time, Ma Qibo was still painting, but he changed something very new. Seeing this, Lu Ji couldn't help frowning, could it be that this Ma Qibo had already given up?

The audience also turned their attention to Ma Qibo, now, Lu Ji has finished painting, and Ma Qibo is still painting, although the painting can not win quickly, but it can show that Lu Ji is stronger than Ma Qibo to conceive and paint.

"Looks like we've got the win!" Someone in the audience was smug.

"Not bad! Brother Lu's paintings are vivid, every grass and tree, every flower and bird are all vivid, which is really a masterpiece! Compared to this, this Ma Qibo has some ink! ”

"I can't say that, maybe people are brewing more magnificent paintings!"

There are people next to him who are cold and sarcastic, trying to disturb Ma Qibo's painting thoughts.

Liu Daxia looked displeased, glanced at the crowd, shook his head and sighed, these people simply disgraced the face of the reader, it doesn't matter if they win or lose, but they want to win by such despicable means, it's really despicable!

And Lu Ji on the stage also frowned when he heard these remarks, and his displeasure was overflowing, obviously, he was also disgusted with this method.

But Ming Zhongxin just smiled and didn't care at all.

Finally, Ma Qibo on the stage breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, looked at his paintings, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Brother Ma, are you done?" Lu Ji stepped forward and arched his hand at Ma Qibo.

"Alas, it turns out that Brother Lu has already finished his work, and he has been waiting for a long time!" Ma Qibo smiled at Lu Ji, sighed, and said apologetically.

"It doesn't matter! Anyway! Lu Ji was full of smiles, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the paintings on Ma Qibo's table.