Became a group favorite in the arms of the villain prince after wearing a book

Chapter 65 If you can speak, just say less.

"How is it? Miss, are you satisfied?"

The young man's face is filled with a confident smile.

Jiang Yanming weighed the painting in his hand and said with a smile, "Not bad, what's your name?"

The young man said proudly: "I'm here, Wu Xuanzhi."

"Wu? Could it be that you are a descendant of Mr. Wu, the famous painter who was famous all over the world ten years ago?"

"No, no, old Wu Tou is my teacher," the young man shook his head, "He is not my father."

"Oh, he's a student."

Jiang Yanming nodded, "That's okay."

"I don't know the lady's name yet, can you tell me her name?"

"You don't want to know," Jiang Yanming smiled, the smile was so sweet that Wu Xuanzhi looked a little dumbfounded.

Jiang Yanming's title as the most beautiful woman in Beijing was not bought.

"Bring back everyone and everything." Jiang Yanming ordered.

"Eh? What do you mean?"

Wu Xuanzhi didn't understand.

"I didn't tell you that."

Jiang Yanming shook her head, "I need this person's painting skills, please bring him back."

This is the original owner's consistent style, arrogant and domineering, without caring about the feelings of others.

At this stage, Jiang Yanming was unable to make changes and simply stopped changing.

"Yes, Miss Yanming."

Two secret guards suddenly appeared, startling the onlookers.

"Wait...Miss Yanming? Is it that Jiang Yanming?"

Hearing the word "Yan Ming", the surrounding people became uneasy and all those who could run turned into birds and beasts and fled away.

Jiang Yanming once again saw the lethality of his name.

"You...what are you going to do? I'm telling you, I won't give in!"

Wu Xuanzhi backed away nervously, hugged himself, and looked at Jiang Yanming like he was looking at a savage beast.

He had only recently come to the capital, and although he had not yet completely freshened up in the capital, he had heard a little about Jiang Yanming, a wealthy lady who was well-known in the capital.

Does she have a crush on herself?

"Even if you get my person, you can't get my heart."

Wu Xuanzhi said the strongest words in the most cowardly tone.

Jiang Yanming was speechless, "Do you think you are worthy?"

Jiang Yanming is surrounded by handsome guys and beauties. Although Wu Xuanzhi is not bad looking, he is not good enough when compared with those in the royal family who have the best looks.

"Boy, you think too much. I just want you to draw a picture for me."

Wu Xuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Jiang Yanming's words.

However, somehow, Wu Xuanzhi still felt a little disappointed.

"It's just painting, why is it so big? And I can draw one for Miss Jiang right now."

"No," Jiang Yanming shook her head, "Your current level is not up to my requirements. I will take you back to practice more."

"How is that possible?" Wu Xuazhi said unconvinced. He could be said to be good at other places, but painting was his gatekeeper skill. "My painting skills are recognized by the master. He personally admitted that he can surpass

I have very few.”

Jiang Yanming still shook her head, "I'm not trying to embarrass you, Miss. Your level is really not good enough."

Strictly speaking, it is not a question of level, but a question of painting style.

If it's what Jiang Yanming wants, I'm afraid even Mr. Wu, the painting sage, can't do it.

What Jiang Yanming wanted was an almost identical portrait, using modern painting techniques.

"Really? What's your opinion, Miss Jiang?"

Wu Xuanzhi wanted to see what Jiang Yanming was capable of before he dared to say such arrogant words.

"Go back with me, I will tell you what to do."

"good."

Wu Xuanzhi doesn't care if there are any risks. Painting is his life's struggle and no one will be allowed to tarnish it.

In this way, Wu Xuanzhi followed Jiang Yanming into Jiang Guogong's mansion.

Entering Jiang Guogong's mansion, Wu Xuanzhi felt that his eyes were not enough, and everything in front of him was dazzling.

This is simply the same feeling as when Wu Xuanzhi entered the Duke's Mansion and when Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

Jiang Yanming didn't give him too much time for his brain to shut down. He took him to his yard and invited him to sit down at the stone table in the yard.

"Sit down."

The two secret guards beside him put Wu Xuanzhi's painting tools aside.

When Wu Xuanzhi came to his senses, he had not forgotten the purpose of coming here.

"Didn't you agree to let me see better painting techniques? How?"

"Taohong, go get my lady's things."

Jiang Yanming ordered.

The original owner can also draw, and the painting technique is a skill that the original owner is still good at.

"How about we compare portraits like this, you draw me, I draw you, and see who draws more like you in the end?"

After Taohong took Jiang Yanming's painting tools, Jiang Yanming said.

"Can."

Wu Xuanzhi said confidently.

He's not good at anything else, but he doesn't believe he will be compared to others when it comes to painting.

"Let's get started."

Jiang Yanming and Wu Xuanzhi picked up their pens at the same time and began to sketch each other's faces on the paper.

Half an hour later, they both stopped writing at the same time.

"alright."

Wu Xuanzhi was full of confidence. This time he showed his conscientious performance, and the results made him very satisfied.

Jiang Yanming took over Wu Xuanzhi's painting and was really surprised.

The hands are like catkins, the skin is like condensed fat, the collar is like a cricket grub, the teeth are like gourds and rhinoceros, the head is like a moth and the eyebrows are moth-like, the smile is charming, and the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it!

This doesn't look like Jiang Yanming at all!

Rather than saying it’s Jiang Yanming, it’s better to say it’s Jiang Yanming after he grows up.

"How's it going? Miss Jiang, is your level good enough for your eyes?"

Jiang Yanming nodded, "I really can't say bad. Why don't you take a look at mine?"

Wu Xuanzhi was still a little disdainful. In his opinion, Jiang Yanming had actually lost.

However, when he unfolded Jiang Yanming's picture, his expression changed drastically.

"This...this..."

"How about it?"

"It looks like...it does look like."

Wu Xuanzhi took a deep breath. Jiang Yanming's paintings were almost at the same level as he was ten years ago.

But it is undeniable that Jiang Yanming’s painting does look like it!

His paintings surpass Jiang Yanming in terms of charm, but they are not as good as Jiang Yanming in terms of pure form.

Wu Xuanzhi knew that the highest level of painting figures was his level, but Jiang Yanming was better than him in the expression of figures, which puzzled him.

"Want to learn?"

"Can you teach me?"

Wu Xuanzhi's eyes shone, it would be great to learn new painting skills, but why did Jiang Yanming teach him?

Seemingly sensing Wu Xuanzhi's doubts, Jiang Yanming said helplessly: "It's like this. In a few days, a friend of mine will be celebrating her birthday. I want to give her a painting, but my level... you know

of."

Wu Xuanzhi nodded, "Indeed, Miss Jiang's level is completely inferior."

"If you can't speak, just keep your mouth shut."

Wu Xuanzhi covered his mouth silently.

"So, how about I teach you this painting technique and you draw a picture for me?"

Wu Xuanzhi thought for a moment, and it seemed that he was not at a disadvantage.

"Okay, deal."

(End of chapter)