The paper, which was originally like a ghost, instantly became wet, and its surface became even uglier.
The spectators all felt that Lin Feng was simply too intoxicated.
Big brother, you should just admit defeat. Self-harm is too much.
Many of the girls had red eyes as they prayed for their idol.
"Marquis Lin, if you can't afford it, then don't play. Are you saying that you won't win again?”Zhangsun Chong smiled playfully.
"Don't worry, if you don't do some foreplay in Hu Yu Lou, it'll spoil the scenery. Wait for me to spit again, and the painting will be done.”
The bus arrived too quickly, and the onlookers were caught off guard.
If you want to paint, then paint.
Lin Feng smiled wickedly and had Xiao Shun raise the long piece of paper.
Then, he took another gulp of wine and sprayed it forward.
A miraculous scene happened!
It was still like a ghost rune just now, but it gradually changed with the spray of wine.
The ink that hadn't dried yet moved slowly as if it was full of life.
Under everyone's astonished gazes, it transformed into a vivid and gorgeous painting of a beautiful lady!
In the painting, a woman was standing by the lake, looking at a pair of lotuses in a daze. It was as if she was missing her lover, but also as if she was thinking of her happy past.
It was very difficult to capture the woman's exact expression because everyone saw it differently from the picture.
Happy people saw happy expressions.
On the contrary, it is different.
Awesome!
"Wonderful! The artistic conception is not inferior to Gu Kaizhi's Luo Shen Fu painting at all. In my opinion, this painting is even better!”
"It's so beautiful. I feel like I'm looking at myself.”
" Sob, sob, sob-I suddenly feel like crying-I'm so touched-"
When the expert saw Lin Feng's painting, his eyes suddenly lit up. It was as if he had found his long-lost brother. He hurriedly knelt in front of the painting and carefully observed it.
If not for Lin Feng's quick reaction, he would definitely have sent a roundhouse kick back.
Zhangsun Chong was not a fool. He naturally understood who was stronger and who was weaker in a contest of art.
However, he still comforted himself in his heart.
It didn't matter, it didn't matter. There was still calligraphy and poetry.
"The clouds think of clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold and reveals its brilliance. If not for the group of jade mountains to see, will meet under the moon to Yaotai.”
！！！
Zhangsun Chong, who originally wanted to take a closer look at what poem Lin Feng had composed, almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Just because he didn't know how to write poetry didn't mean that he couldn't understand it.
The artistic conception of the entire poem was unparalleled.
It described a woman's appearance to be so beautiful that even the white clouds and peonies would dress her up.
The spring breeze blows gently on the railings, and the beautiful peonies look even more beautiful in the crystal dew. You are as beautiful as a fairy.
If I didn't see you at the Jade Mountain in the Fairyland, I would only be able to appreciate your beauty at the Jade Terrace of the Queen Mother of the West.
"Ahhhh! My eyes!"
"This is too amazing. This work is extremely ingenious and does not reveal any traces of being fake!”
"That's right. The words in the poem are rich and colorful. When I read this poem, I feel as if the spring breeze is filling the paper, the flowers are shining in my eyes, and the human face is blurred. Combined with this painting, my life is enough!”
"Lin Feng is so bad. Did he write this poem because he saw me? How embarrassing.”
"Can you be more careful? How can your face be worthy of Lin Feng's masterpiece? Even if I don't understand, I know that he's describing the world's top beauty!”
"Do you want to fight? Am I not beautiful?"
"Fine, I'll hit you. I'm not afraid of you. I'll scratch you to death!”
The scene was extremely chaotic.
There were praises, flattery, sighs, and curses.
Perhaps the calmest person was Qiao Niannu.
She stared blankly at the portrait of a beautiful lady and muttered to herself.
"Clouds want clothes, flowers want looks."
"Who was he writing to? Was there really such a beautiful woman in the world? Or was he writing it for me?"
Actually, Lin Feng didn't know who he was writing this question to either.
In any case, it was a poem written by the immortal poet, and the poem was written by Yang Yuhuan.
Of course, calligraphy and painting were not plagiarized.
It was written in an authentic semi-cursive script. Even if Wang Xizhi jumped out of his coffin, he would have to call him big brother.
"Um, what's this lady's name again?”
The originally noisy atmosphere suddenly became so noisy that even a pin drop could be heard.
Because Lin Feng's words were directed at Qiao Niannu!
How beautiful are you? You don't know the name of the courtesan!
Even though you're a master of painting and calligraphy and can compose poems, it's too much to attract people's attention.
Actually, this group of people had truly misunderstood Lin Feng.
He had come to Hu Yu Lou countless times and looked for many girls, but he could not remember a single name.
What a joke, why would he remember names when drinking wine? It was a blind date.
Qiao Niannu was obviously caught off guard.
In her opinion, no man could resist her charm, even if no man had ever touched her.
With just one look, she was confident that she could toy with any man in the palm of her hand.
However, in the domain that he was most proud of, it was suddenly shattered.
This kind of spiritual impact was really not good.
Qiao Niannu's mouth twitched slightly, and he tried his best to smile." Your Young Master, my name is Qiao Niannu."”
"Oh, Xiao Qiao, who do you think won this round?”
Xiao Qiao
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The big shots knelt and begged for everything!
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