Final (3)

Chapter 750

"A stick of incense?" Xiao Gong was also taken aback, looking at Yifeng strangely, as if he suspected that he had heard wrongly, even if he scribbled a picture, it would be extremely difficult for most people to finish painting a stick of incense. difficulty.

"A stick of incense is already very long!" Yifeng said seriously, a stick of incense is indeed a bit long for him.

As soon as Yifeng said these words, everyone felt angry. Everyone felt that Yifeng was insulting them, how could Yizhuxiang make a decent painting?

Even Yiliu couldn't help frowning and said to Yifeng: "Second brother, your head is not burned?!"

Yifeng slapped Yiliu's hand that was stretching out to his forehead, rolled his eyes and said, "You're the one who burned it!"

Seeing Yifeng's confident appearance, Xiao Gong wondered if Yifeng really had the skills to become a saint in calligraphy and painting. Yizhuxiang wants to make a painting, which is extremely challenging.

"Hehe! Since Mr. Yifeng is so confident, then you can do whatever you want. The time is set at Sanzhuxiang!" As a master of calligraphy and painting, Xiao Gong naturally didn't want these talents to make unattractive paintings in a hurry Come, so he still settled on three sticks of incense.

Yi Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, at most it was a waste of time playing with them.

"please!"

Xiao Gong ordered his servants to light the first stick of incense, and waved to Yifeng and others.

The four great talents and the eldest prince didn't dare to waste time at all, and quickly walked to the table and white paper prepared by the Li family, and began to dip their pens in ink.

Yifeng walked to his place unhurriedly, without even looking at the paper and ink on the table, instead he took out a few large pieces of charcoal from the ring, and then used his fighting spirit to continuously cut them into a pencil For the same thing, Yi Feng randomly sketched two strokes on the white paper, and stopped using the one he used now, with a smile on his face.

Xiao Gong and Liu Mengran paid attention to Yifeng from the beginning, seeing Yifeng making such a charcoal stick inexplicably, they looked at each other, not understanding what Yifeng wanted to do.

Although Liu Mengran was a little anxious, she didn't step forward to disturb Yi Feng, but just clenched her fists tightly, as if to cheer Yi Feng up.

Seeing Liu Mengran's appearance, Xiao Gong shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that he, the most proud student, was completely deceived by Yifeng.

"Mengran, don't you know what Yifeng is doing?" Xiao Gong couldn't help asking curiously.

"I don't know! But I believe the young master will definitely win!" Liu Mengran said firmly.

Xiao Gong laughed a few times, looked at Yifeng again, and saw that Yifeng had already started to paint, and Yifeng seemed to be careless about everything. Everyone still looked at Liu Mengran, but Yifeng never looked at Liu Mengran from the beginning to the end.

This makes Liu Mengran's heart sweet. Only Yifeng remembers her in his heart, so he can describe her without comparing her.

Yi Feng's movements were fast, he took his simple pencil and sketched casually on the white paper, such smooth and fluid movements made Xiao Gong and others even more frown, he had never seen such a thing as painting. Generally made.

As for Yi Feng, who was in the process of painting, he was still a little jerky at the beginning, but he became more and more proficient later on, and he almost waved his hands without thinking.

Yifeng also had a smile on his face when he saw the beautiful figure gradually emerging from the Supreme. Long time no contact with Sketch. It's not jerky, but because of the strong perception, the level of sketching has been improved a lot.

Although Yifeng was not one of the best in sketching at the university, he worked hard to learn things that could attract girls. So it's not that bad, with such a strong perception now, even if he goes to the university before, Yifeng can rank well.

Sketch is famous for its simplicity and quickness. In just a few strokes, Yifeng sketched Liu Mengran vividly. Soon, Yifeng put away his pen and put the charcoal pencil aside.

He looked at the stick of incense, but it was not a quarter burned.

Yi Feng was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect the speed to be so fast, Yi Feng turned his head to look at Liu Mengran, seeing Liu Mengran staring at him intently, Yi Feng blinked at her, signaling Liu Mengran to rest assured that he had finished.

Liu Mengran understood the meaning in Yi Feng's eyes, after a slight start, she turned to look at the stick of incense that had just burned a quarter, with surprise in her eyes.

In the same way, Xiao Gong, who saw the exchange of affection between the two, also froze for a moment, not expecting Yi Feng's speed to be so fast. Xiao Gong even suspected that Yifeng would not just draw two strokes at random to perfunctory. The more Xiao Gong thought about it, the more likely it was that Yi Feng knew he couldn't compete with these talents, so he deliberately said that the time was too long, and it was even more perfunctory.

Thinking of this, Xiao Gong couldn't help looking at the Patriarch of the Li family, conveying the meaning: You have to be careful that Yifeng snatches the marriage!

Seeing that Yi Feng had stopped writing, and seeing the meaning conveyed by Xiao Gong, the Patriarch of the Li family snorted.

Although Liu Mengran believed in Yifeng, Yifeng's quick speed still made her feel a little uneasy. She really wanted to look forward to see how Yifeng's painting was, but she also knew that it was not in compliance with the rules, so she could only worry about it above the main seat.

Yifeng turned his head to look at those gifted scholars and saw that those talented scholars were still immersed in painting. Yifeng saw that they had only burned a little bit of incense.

In desperation, Yifeng could only remove the top piece of white paper and sketch Liu Mengran on the white paper again. Anyway, there is enough time, so it is better to practice sketching.

Yifeng found the touch, and the speed became faster and faster, and a sketch was quickly completed in Yifeng's hands. Yi Feng began to draw another picture, and Yi Feng wondered if he should draw a comic book for Liu Mengran. Yi Feng thought of the Sailor Moon in his previous life.

Without even thinking about it, Yifeng put on Liu Mengran's outfits of Sailor Moon one by one.

Liu Mengran, Xiao Gong and the others were completely stupefied. They saw that Yifeng changed a piece of paper with a few strokes and continued to make the next painting. The speed was amazing. They even felt that their eyes could not keep up with Yifeng's changing. The degree of paper.

The thick layer of paper in front of Yifeng was actually taken away one by one.

Liu Mengran didn't know how many paintings Yifeng had made, but in the end Liu Mengran didn't dare to look at them. Can the things drawn at such a speed still catch my eye?

As if unconsciously, Yifeng still sketched casually on the paper. Soon, Yifeng’s self-made pencil was almost used by him. . Turning his head to look at the place where the incense was lit, two and a half pillars had already been burned.

Yifeng looked at his left hand, and thought that he also drew a dozen or so pictures.

When Liu Mengran saw that Yifeng had finished painting, she couldn't bear it any longer. She swayed her graceful body and walked towards Yifeng regardless of the rules or irregularities. She wanted to see what Yifeng had painted.

Xiao Gong was equally curious, and instead of stopping Liu Mengran, he walked towards Yifeng together with him.

==There was a power outage at home today, so I finished writing before 6:00. It’s too late to go online now, it’s too late to update, it’s going to be over tomorrow, and the 6th update should be over, the brothers of the wolf family also support it, try to drop the gold brick, as long as the brothers hit a piece. The Phantom will definitely be strong and strong, I also have greater enthusiasm ==