A noble son from a poor family

Next is the Danqing painting, the city lord's mansion here is the arrogant green shirt scribe, and the opposite is a middle-aged man with a long jade face and a handsome appearance. After the two came to the stage, the green-shirted scribe saluted each other and called out to the senior brother, while the handsome middle-aged man hugged his fists and called the junior brother, and actually talked to each other, and immediately sat around in surprise, and someone whispered from time to time.

It turned out to be Mr. Zuo Qingshu Zuo and Mr. Xin Yanghaoxin, this is a chess opponent.

Both of them are disciples of Zhang Daozi, a painter of immortals, and I heard that both of them have won the true biography of Zhang Daozi, and I don't know who is the most powerful painter.

The two of them have their own specializations, Leng Qing Shugong landscape, Xin Yanghao Gong characters, not to mention who is more powerful than whom.

So is it to paint landscapes or people

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You guess

Guess the hell, I know that the royal family is going to take the city lord's mansion, this is a sure thing, you still let me guess

Shhhh

After the two came to the stage, Liu An announced the theme of the competition, and sure enough, he painted characters and a picture of a beautiful woman stepping on spring.

Liu An's announcement, on the high platform, the elegant middle-aged man smiled slightly and shook his head, but the arrogant green-shirted scribe was obviously stunned for a moment, but immediately recovered his demeanor, and the two walked to their respective painting stalls and began to paint seriously.

Little Hou Ye, is there anything wrong. Chu Yunhao looked at the little marquis sitting beside him with a gloomy face, and couldn't help but say.

This Zuo Qing calligrapher landscape, Xin Yang Haogong characters, but now he is painting a figure picture, the royal family's mansion, it is simply despicable, too despicable. Xiao Hou Ye clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said.

Eh, it turns out that this is the case, Chu Yunhao was speechless, this rule must be biased towards the side of the Royal Family Sect Mansion, and he doesn't know how to comfort the little marquis.

Brother Chu, you are talented in literature, and you are also first-class if you want to come to painting, if Zuo Qingshu is defeated, can Brother Chu turn the tide and go up to win back this game.

Can this Bidou still go up to help, how can there be such a rule. Chu Yunhao asked in surprise. In fact, Chu Yunhao's biggest feeling now is not that he is surprised, he still can't cry or laugh, this is so good at my poems, it is my prostitute of the Chinese god, why do you think that I am good at painting. However, the ancient Chinese painting skills are freehand flow, the pinnacle of freehand flow is the work of landscape, there is all-encompassing, the former is a lot of stunts, the latter masterpiece is the Qingming Riverside picture, as for the figure painting, or the modern painting method is more restored, if the painting method of this world is the same as the previous life of China, he can go up and give it a try, as for the artistic value or something, this is too profound, he doesn't understand, but paint a beauty picture, he must paint the most real and good-looking.

Of course, you can, the rules of the competition do not restrict a few people from participating, if you can, everyone on both sides can go up and regain the disadvantage, but the average person is only good at one skill, and the others are not good at it, which is rare. The little marquis said.

Let's see how it goes, and if I lose ground, I can go up and try it. Chu Yunhao said.

I knew that Brother Chu could do it, okay, I'll see Brother Chu's wonderful pen Danqing later. Xiao Hou Ye said excitedly, and the gloom on his face also dissipated by three points, as if he really thought that Chu Yunhao could win if he came out of the horse.

Eh, do your best, Chu Yunhao was speechless, since the little marquis is so trusting, then let's go up and draw it later.

On the high platform, the two of them quickly finished painting, and five or six people came out of the VIP seat. They walked up to the high platform, looked at each painting carefully for a while, and then gathered together and discussed in a whisper. Sure enough, the final result was announced, Zuo Qingshu scored eight points, Xin Yanghao scored nine points, and lost by one point.

Wait, we're asking for an extra game. As soon as the results of the competition were announced on the stage, the little marquis stood up and said.

What, Gasai, is there someone more powerful than Zuo Qingshu here in the City Lord's Mansion, so why didn't he stand up just now.

Who knows, I'm afraid I won't be willing to lose

If you can win the playoff, it would be good, if you can't win, I heard that you will have to deduct an extra five points, which is a bit too risky

But the score of the extra game has also increased by five points, and the total score is fifteen points, if there is really a master who turns defeat into victory, this risk is also worth it

Which master in the end, is it the big monk, unlikely, is it the little marquis, the little marquis is both civil and military, but he doesn't paint, is it the young descendant, this is not very believable, yes, it must be the old way of playing chess just now, the old Taoist is a fairy wind and bones, and he looks like a master of Danqing.

Guess what's going on, look at it, and I'll be out right away.

Ah, how is it possible to be a descendant at such a young age.

Isn't this the future life of writing poems in the Mandarin Duck Building, I was present that day, and the poems written in this later life can be described as amazing, but I don't know that he is also good at painting.

If this is the next generation, I would have believed that if I write poetry so well, my painting should be good.

Chu Yunhao looked at the whispers around him, and walked up to the high platform, he didn't expect the little marquis to gamble so much, if he lost, he would have to deduct an additional five points, hey, just obey the destiny of heaven, Chu Yunhao walked to the painting stall helplessly.

Chu Yunhao's painting skills are very good, this is where his talent in his previous life lies, if it weren't for his old stubborn engineer father who insisted that he be admitted to a science and engineering university, he would most like to be admitted to an art academy, even if he didn't get into the academy of fine arts later, but painting as his biggest hobby and interest has been studying, and the level has been improving, but in his previous life, he painted works similar to photographic restoration skills, in the eyes of master experts, but there is no artistic value, as for what is artistic value, it can only be what the mouth of the master expert says, maybe two graffiti strokes, I don't know what to paint, but the master experts say that this is art, abstract artThe artistic component is very high, as high as five or six stories. Chu Yunhao shook his head and prayed in his heart, hoping that the masters of this world would not be like those masters in his previous life, otherwise his works would be butt wipes with no artistic value.

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have to find a model for this painting, who are you looking for, yes, Zhong Qingqing, do you want to invite her to the stage, forget it, this angle looks very clear, the original owner's eyesight is too good, it simply exceeds 2.0, many people may not believe it, he remembers that when he was a child, he could see the face of a person a mile away when he was two or three years old, and then as he grew up, although he was not nearsighted, he also had normal vision of 1.2, but he could only see the face of a person dozens of meters away, and it was blurry if he was far away, but now he has crossed over, and the original owner's eyesight can see the face of a person a mile away, which is a bit scary, you must know that people's eyesight can reach 2.0 when they are young, but as you grow up, your eyesight will deteriorate a little, which is almost a force majeure factor, but the original owner has maintained this vision.

So next, Chu Yunhao looked at Zhong Qingqing from time to time, while watching, while drawing, he looked at everyone inexplicably, Zhong Qingqing was even more embarrassed and blushing, Chu Yunhao was very interesting, and half an hour later, a picture of a beautiful woman stepping on spring was completed.

In the peach blossom forest, a beautiful woman holding a pipa sat lazily on a horse, believing in the reins, several butterflies danced around the woman, the woman stretched out her slender jade hand, and smiled and gestured to catch one of the butterflies. After Chu Yunhao finished painting, he first admired it himself, and then he put down the brush with satisfaction and bowed his hand around, this is the handing in of the paper.

Next, the judges of the highly respected painting world were invited to the high stage again, and when they came up, they were all arrogant, and they all looked at Chu Yunhao with contempt. But when they looked at the paintings, they all looked at Chu Yunhao's eyes with shocked faces, and they also looked at Chu Yunhao from contempt at the beginning, to surprise, to easy-going, and then to nodding their beards, admiring. After some comments and discussions, Chu Yunhao's painting finally scored fifteen points, and in this way, after deducting one point from the previous defeat, the City Lord's Mansion won by a large margin of fourteen points to nine points.

After the results were announced, the paintings were quickly framed and hung alongside the other two paintings, and whispers soon erupted from the audience.

Hey, isn't this painting the pipa woman who fought before, she's so beautiful

Yes, it's no wonder that I kept glancing over there when I was painting, and I was still wondering at the time, thinking that you can draw and paint, and what are you glancing at.

This painting is too good-looking, just like the real thing, you see this peach forest, this beauty, this horse, this butterfly, so vivid.

I think it's better than the real thing, and it's really not as textured as this painting.

In this later life, not only the poems are good, but the painting is also so good, he is simply a genius

You say that who is better at painting immortals and this descendant?

It's hard to say, but the paintings of the immortals look more charming, and some things are not only looking at the likeness, but also looking at the charm.

Hey, why is this kid still standing on the stage and not coming down, is he going to participate in the next competition

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I don't know, this later life is the one who inscribed poems in the Mandarin Duck Tower, and the poetry is what he is best at.

No wonder, that Man Jianghong is really good, I don't know what earth-shattering poems he can make today, I'm looking forward to

it

This kid, it's really interesting, no wonder I've been looking at me just now, it turned out to be copying, and I was drawn into the painting, but this kid is really good at painting, am I really so beautiful, it seems that the eyes are bigger, the face is thinner, and the lips are more ruddy, but the magic stroke is still in the eyes, this pupil is so smart, it's more real than the real thing, and even looks at the eyes and feels light, this is the charm of the aura is drawn, good boy, sister thank you. Zhong Qingqing was offstage, looking at the painting for a while, looking at Chu Yunhao for a while, she couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, she was so happy.

Chu Yunhao has been standing on the high platform, looking at Zhong Qingqing with a playful smile on his face, he shouldn't misunderstand him now, he just painted for her, but he didn't mean anything else!

Soon, the next competition was announced, and a poem was composed with the title of sound rhythm, on the side of the City Lord's Mansion, everyone knew that it was Chu Yunhao, after all, he had been standing on the stage, and what came up opposite was a middle-aged man who was drunk and had a big waist and was dressed as a writer.

That, it turned out to be Li Danian, who was known as Little Taibai, and now the City Lord's Mansion is afraid that it will lose.

It's impossible to say what kind of poems you will write when you are drunk like this

What do you know, the themes are all from the royal family's mansion, and people have already thought about it, as long as they don't forget the poems they have written on the spot, they just write it.

This subject is also unpopular, there are very few poems that write vocal rhythms, and poems that don't have too many references to works are not so easy to write.

Then this is too unfair to the City Lord's Mansion.

Isn't it, but the world belongs to the emperor, and the royal family is now fighting to get out of the position of the city lord, which is blocking the world's long mouth, which is already showing the emperor's benevolence and justice.

I heard that this time the City Lord's Mansion spent 10,000 gold to recruit these people, and the City Lord is not willing to give it up!

Who would have thought, everyone has passed on the inheritance for two hundred years, and this royal family is really not enough to swallow elephants, and if they retreat to the south, they will bring all the disasters to their families.

Shhhh

Chu Yunhao looked at the so-called little Taibai Li Danian in front of him and smiled, this guy has messy hair, red rosacea, sloppy, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a poet!

Little brother, I'm sorry, I knew the theme of this poem a few days ago, and the poem has already been made, but the little brother has to play on the spot, but this is a bit of a victory, but little brother, you also know, many things are like this, and there is nothing fair at all. Li Danian took advantage of the two of them to salute each other and took a step closer and said very quietly.

Hehe, it's okay, Brother Danian is bright and fair, and the true gentleman does it, and if he has the opportunity in the future, he will definitely drink and talk happily, improvise poems, and fight fairly. Chu Yunhao also whispered.

Next, the two of them walked to their own copywriting, meditated and thought hard, and brewed a poem. Li Danian had to pause every time he wrote a sentence, as if he was really carefully considering the poem, but Chu Yunhao was a dragon and snake, sprinkled with joy, and did it in one go, and after a while, the two of them put down the pen at the same time.