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"Of course, do you want to try…"

"The rules are very simple. If you complete a copy with one brush, you will be considered to have succeeded in the challenge!”

The stall owner was a young man, the same age as Ding Si, but his eyes were full of craftiness and shrewdness.

Ding Si looked at the copy. It was a complicated background picture.

The character itself was fine, but the background was a layer of overlapping clouds with many lines, which was a little difficult.

However, that pencil…Ding Si felt that there was something fishy about it.

Otherwise, with this difficulty, many people would be able to successfully challenge it, and the stall owner would suffer a huge loss! "Of course, just watch, I'm from the Academy of Fine Arts, how can such a small matter trouble me!”

The person who spoke just now was also a young man.

He appeared extremely confident and even said to his girlfriend beside him,"Wait for me. After I get the bonus, I'll take you out for a delicious meal!”

His girlfriend nodded heavily, her face filled with anticipation.

However, he did not notice that the stall owner revealed a crafty expression after hearing that he wanted to copy it.

As expected, the young man's expression changed as soon as he received the pencil."Stall owner, aren't you trying to scam me? How can you copy it successfully with a soft pencil?”

Soft lead was fragile and was usually only used for coloring. It was almost impossible to use it for sketching.

"These are the rules. Besides, I didn't force you to participate, right? Should he continue copying? If you give up, it'll be considered a failure!"

The young man rubbed his hands and smiled.

Hearing his words, the young man snorted coldly."Don't underestimate me!"

He carefully sharpened the pencil and began to copy it.

Needless to say, this young man's skills were not bad. The surrounding people exclaimed,"As expected of someone from the Academy of Fine Arts. This technique is really professional.

Look, it's exactly the same as the portrait!”

"Yes, yes, he should be able to succeed! It's a pity that I don't know how to draw. Otherwise, I would have participated no matter what!”

However, from Ding Si's perspective, this young man's skills could only be considered average.

At most, it had just reached the level where it could be copied.

As for the layering, the relationship between primary and secondary, and the brightness of colors, he had yet to learn the basics, and the lines were rather stiff.

Most importantly, he had hit her too hard. Soft lead would not be able to withstand his strength.

Sure enough, the sound of the pencil breaking could be heard. Soon, the pencil in his hand was empty.

"What a pity, I failed!"

The stall owner looked at the young man and took out a QR code."According to the rules, you have to pay the fee for failing the challenge!”

Hearing this, the young man's expression immediately became even uglier.

He gritted his teeth and said," You're simply scamming me. How can anyone succeed with such harsh conditions?!"”

However, just as he finished speaking, someone said,"Who said it's impossible to succeed!”

A lean fashionable young man walked in…He glanced at the young man in disdain and said,""If you don't have enough ability, don't blame others for being harsh!”

"The prize belongs to the capable. Since you didn't succeed, it means that you're just an incompetent person!”

"You…"

Hearing this, the young man was instantly unhappy! "Why did you hit me? Do you dare? If there's nothing else, get lost quickly. Don't disturb me from winning the prize!”

The fashionable young man was unusually arrogant and full of confidence.

? In the end, the young man did not fight with him. After paying the 100 yuan challenge fee, he left with his girlfriend.

"Looks like this little brother will succeed!”

"I hope he won't be like that little brother just now, only knowing how to talk big!”

The surrounding people exclaimed when they saw this scene.

The stall owner was quite happy. He took out a pen and paper and placed them in front of the fashionable young man.

"Hmph, hmph, watch carefully. I'm not that trash from just now!”

He started copying with full confidence.

It was just--"Cut!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

In less than ten minutes, the pencil in his hand had run out. It was even worse than the young man's.

"Shh!"

This immediately made the surrounding people boos. It seemed that he was just a madman.

"What the hell? I just didn't perform well this time. I'll definitely succeed next time!!!”

Facing the boos from the crowd, the fashionable young man's face turned red. After paying the challenge fee, he left as if he was escaping.

"Could it be that no one has succeeded in the challenge?”

The surrounding people spoke up.

"Sure enough, there's no such thing as a free lunch!”

Someone sighed.

Following that, several more people came to challenge him, but they all failed! The onlookers lost interest and were about to leave when Ding Si, who had been watching for a long time, finally spoke.

"Can I try?"

His voice made everyone look over.

However, after seeing Ding Si's attire…some of the people who had failed the challenge but stayed behind to watch could not help but mock,""A mere vagrant dares to daydream. Do you think you can do it if the people from the various art academies fail the challenge? Ridiculous!"

The rest of the people agreed. They had never thought that a tramp had such ability.

"Oh, is that so? Then why don't we make a bet!”

Ding Si laughed when he heard their words and said confidently,""If I succeed, each of you will give me ten yuan in cash.

If I lose, I'll give each of you a hundred yuan. How about it?”

Hearing this, the eyes of the onlookers lit up. Someone immediately shouted,"Alright, I'll bet!"

This was simply a pie falling from the sky! How could he not take advantage of this?

Immediately, a bunch of people threw over a pile of ten yuan in cash.

The stall owner was even happier. He didn't care who his customers were, as long as they could bring him income.

Moreover, in just a short while, he had already earned 700 yuan. Soon, he would be able to make a profit.

"Welcome, welcome, please!"

The stall owner diligently changed the pen and paper and smiled happily.

No matter how he looked at it, he did not think that Ding Si was a talented person.

His malnourished pale face, listless face, and torn and twisted clothes made him look like a tramp.

The surrounding onlookers also had mocking expressions on their faces. They were just waiting to collect the money.

"Pa!"

At the beginning, the pencil in Ding Si's hand broke.

He didn't care. He sharpened the pencil again and continued copying! "Pa!"

In less than two seconds, it broke again! "Pa!"

Another ten seconds later, it broke again! "Hahaha, tramp, give up. It's only been less than a minute, and your pen has already broken three times. You can't succeed!”

"It's better to admit defeat. That prize isn't something you can have!”

"That's right. How can you copy like this? Your technique is obviously a layman! The soft pencil is so fragile, and your movements are so big.”

The surrounding people immediately started mocking him. Some said that he was a layman, while others said that he was delusional.

In short, he was not optimistic about him! Ding Si didn't care. He took a deep breath to relax.

Then, he opened his eyes and his right hand moved like lightning.

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