Because according to Bixue's news, this waste did not prepare any show, so they decisively thought that Biwen's performance today was dead......

It was her turn, Biwan looked at Shuhua a little angrily, and finally walked up slowly.

"Collector Master, Emperor, everyone present, everyone should know that I am a waste who cannot cultivate. After watching everyone's performance just now, I sighed to myself. Biwan said modestly, "Since the owner of the collector has named me, then I can only offer ugliness." ”

"What are you going to perform," Shuhua asked indifferently.

"I'll just do the painting."

"Painting: Anyone here is at a higher level of painting than you, so you choose to paint," Su Feng said sarcastically.

"I'm good at this, can't I" Biwan looked at Shuhua aggrievedly.

"Yes, if anyone is disturbing the smooth progress of the talent show, don't blame the old man for being polite. In the delay of time, affecting the game, I will not be spared. ”

Su Feng didn't expect that he would interject truthfully, and he would be taught such a lesson by the owner of the collector, gritted his teeth and secretly hated, and calculated the account on Biwan's head.

"I don't want pen and ink, just prepare me a wooden board three meters long and one meter wide, a bucket of paste, a brush, and sand of various colors."

Planks, paste, brushes, sand—everyone in the audience burst into laughter when they heard Biwan ask for these things.

"That Miss Bi, are you making mud or painting?"

"It's just that I don't know the tools, and this painting is hanging."

"At first glance, it is a waste material, not only can it not be cultivated, but it is also talentless and virtuous."

……

Biwan ignored their nonsense: "Collector master, can you prepare these things for me?"

For the things that Biwan needs, Shuhua was also stunned, this is the first time he has encountered it, and he doesn't need pen and ink to paint, but he wants these.

"Of course you can, Your Majesty, hurry up and order someone to prepare."

"Okay."

Shuhua said so, of course Leng Hanlie complied, and soon everything Biwan wanted was ready.

As soon as Biwan saw that everything was almost done, she closed her eyes directly, picked up the sticky brush, and smeared it on the wooden board at will......

"What is this shit doing, with his eyes closed."

"Trick ......"

"Haha, Bi family master, your granddaughter is also desperate."

"Master of the Bi family, admire and admire ......"

Bi Hailin looked at it indifferently, with his understanding of Bi Juan, he felt that Bi Wan was definitely not doing it randomly.

Bi Hailin thought so in his heart, but he watched Bi Wan smearing on the board, and at the same time casually sprinkling the sand on the board......

In this way, a painting that could not bear to be seen appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Haha...... This is also the painting. Xiao Han was the first to laugh out loud.

"It's just that a one-year-old child can draw well."

"I'm still closing my eyes, and I'm really playing tricks."

"I think this piece of waste is trying to trick us ......"

Everyone, you and I criticized word by word, and Leng Hanlie, Su Feng, and Shuhua on the same high platform also widened their eyes.

It was the first time they had seen such a crazy show.

Shuhua is difficult, how to play this score, there is obviously a problem if you don't score zero, and you can't start by scoring zero.

Seeing that Leng Hanche next to him had already written and folded up, Shuhua stood up and looked at Biwan: "This is your performance, your work"

"This is my work, can't you all read it" Biwan turned her head and looked at her work, her eyes widening suddenly.

Seeing Biwan's expression, everyone laughed again......

"I'm sorry, it's wrong, it's wrong, everyone wait, wait, wait." Biwan said with a smile as she ran to the plank......

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