"Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain Painting!"
Ye Huan took a look and frowned.
"Yes!"
Leng Bing nodded and asked expectantly,""How is this painting?"
"This painting looks good at first glance, but if you look closely, there are too many flaws!”
Ye Yehuan's words made Leng Bing's expression turn ugly.
That's right.
This was her painting. At the literary exchange last year, she had relied on this painting of a ferocious tiger descending from the mountain to win the first place among the paintings of the younger generation.
Even Mr. Ouyang had praised the art of painting, but said that the tiger was a little listless.
A young man without some skills would not be able to enter the literary exchange meet. It had nothing to do with status and money. Leng Bing was good at painting.
"If I'm not wrong, you should be the one who drew this.”
Ye Huan spoke. Looking at Leng Yue's expression, he understood what was going on.
Previously, the tigress had secretly mentioned that Leng Bing was good at painting.
Moreover, the painting that Leng Bing brought him to see was not by a famous artist.
Therefore, he guessed that Leng Bing had drawn it herself.
"How did you know?" Leng Bing was surprised.
"I guessed it!"
"What do you think is wrong with this painting?”
"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Ye Huan smiled.”
"How do you tell lies and how do you tell the truth?”Leng Bing asked.
"The level of mastery of this painting is unprecedented. It can be said to be the number one painting in Grand Xia, suppressing all of history. Of course, this is a lie." Ye Huan smiled, thinking that he was being humorous.
"Tell me the truth!" Leng Bing couldn't smile at all. She knew very well what her time was like.
If it was the younger generation of Great Xia, there really weren't many who could surpass her in painting. However, the saying that she was unprecedented, that she was unrivaled, and that she could suppress the world was pure nonsense.
Ye Huan continued," Every tiger that descends the mountain has a unique characteristic. You must know that when a tiger descends the mountain, it is hungry. Hungry tigers are the fiercest and most imposing.”
"Therefore, the people who draw tigers always draw tigers down the mountain.”
Ye Huan pointed at the Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain and said,""This painting has an imposing manner. The tiger looks ferocious and doesn't match the characteristics of a downhill tiger. A downhill tiger should contain its aura but not spit it out. Moreover, the hair on its temples was messy and its eyes were dull. This was not a picture of a fierce tiger descending the mountain. It was more appropriate to call it a picture of a sick cat sleeping.”
What was that?
Sick cat sleeping picture?
Leng Bing was speechless.
She had wanted to show off her painting skills in front of Ye Huan.
Unexpectedly, a painting that won the literary exchange last year was criticized by Ye Huan as useless.
It was simply infuriating.
Leng Bing gritted her teeth." You only talk and don't practice. Do you know how to draw?"”
"A little!"
Ye Huan nodded honestly.
"Uh, he knows how to draw too?"
The tigress was horrified.
This was what he had said when they were competing in calligraphy in the study.
"Alright, there's a painting exchange for the younger generation later. Do you dare to compete?”
Leng Bing was a proud person. She founded Dou Yin at a young age and made countless internet celebrities famous.
How could she accept Ye Huan criticizing her painting like this?
He immediately wanted to compete with Ye Huan in terms of painting skills.
She admitted that Ye Huan was very talented and had good taste.
However, a person's field of expertise was limited. She could not compare to Ye Huan in lyrics and composition, but could she not compare to him in painting?
"Forget it. I'm not interested in painting!”Ye Huan shook his head and refused.
"If you're a man, stand up and compete. If you're not, pretend I didn't say anything!”Leng Bing's tone was cold, and her words made Ye Huan feel uncomfortable.
This woman was a little too domineering. He had to teach her a lesson.
"Alright, as long as you're happy!"
Ye Huan nodded.
"That's more like it!" Leng Bing rolled her eyes at him.
"Brother frontal lobe!"
Wang Yuxuan's heart skipped a beat. He invited,""Brother Ye is very talented and admirable. There will be a poetry competition later, why don't we have a competition too?”
Wang Yuxuan was not satisfied with being slapped in the face by Ye Huan's poem and wanted to get back at him.
He had come prepared for this literary exchange meet and was full of confidence.
Why did everyone want to challenge him?
Ye Huan scratched his head.”
"It's settled then." Wang Yuxuan smiled meaningfully.
........
"Oh my god! Old Man Liu, where did this thing come from? It's simply a peerless masterpiece.”
"Good, good, good, so impressive.”
"The great river flows east, and the waves are washed away. A legendary figure of the ages, what a legendary figure of the ages!”
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the hall.
"What's wrong?"
"Let's go take a look!"
Leng Yue and the others looked at each other and walked towards the main hall.
He saw that the huge desk in the main hall was surrounded by three layers of people.
All the people from the literary exchange gathered around.
Ye Huan took a glance and understood what was going on.
He was sure that it was Old Liu who took out his own book," Red Cliff reminiscing the past was acting cool.
Leng Bing, Wang Yuxuan, and the tigress all surrounded him.
Of course, Ye Huan was not interested in what he wrote, so he was too lazy to go forward.
At this moment.
A beautiful reporter lady was speaking into the microphone.
"Dear viewers and friends, this is Shanghai Entertainment. Regarding this cultural exchange, our entertainment channel has an exclusive interview.”
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