Crazy dad is back

Grandpa Tai walked out to support himself, Xu Zhibo said with disdain: "If you don't have the slightest strength, you know what kind of thing is cheating here?"

As a leader of the new generation in the domestic painting and calligraphy industry, his calligraphy and painting attainments are unmatched by the younger generation, and even some older generation of calligraphy and painting masters are inferior.

After all, his grandfather is a living fossil in the domestic calligraphy and painting industry, and Xu Zhibo's strength, which has been influenced by calligraphy and painting since childhood, is naturally extraordinary.

"Can't you pretend? If it were you, I would have stood here without shame and got out!" one shouted.

Targeted by everyone, Han Xiao sneered all over his face: "Since you don't believe in evil, then I don't mind letting you open your eyes! The pen comes, the paper comes!" "

What?"

Hearing that Han Xiao was really going to make a move, the faces of the people who were laughing at the scene suddenly froze.

"Han Xiao, don't be reckless!" Su Weiguo hurriedly stepped forward.

Han Xiao smiled at Su Weiguo and said, "Dad, you have to believe in my strength, I haven't painted for a long time, today I will let them appreciate what it means to be a real person!"

"That... Okay then!" Seeing that Han Xiao was serious, Su Weiguo was not good at continuing to stop him.

For Han Xiao's painting strength, Su Weiguo already knew something.

Before Feng Teng came to the house to propose, holding a textbook-level "Xianglong Picture" in his hand, Han Xiao said that he made it, and he and Feng Teng scoffed at that time.

In the end, Han Xiao's skills were shocked, and he made another auspicious dragon picture with his own hands, which achieved a perfect transcendence and shocked the audience.

Seeing Han Xiao playing seriously, Xu Qingqiu, who was a generation of grandmasters, was surprised and said, "Junior, do you really want to make a move?" "

Didn't you say that it was a mule and a horse that came out for a walk?

"A paper with a width of 24.8 centimeters and a length of 528.7 centimeters? Isn't this the length and width of the original version of "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival"? What is this guy going to do? Is he going to restore the grand occasion of the Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival on the spot?" a group of people exclaimed.

When Xu Zhibo heard this, he was stunned: "Grandpa!" "

The young people nowadays really don't know the height of the sky, Zhibo, go and get a piece of paper according to his request!" Xu Qingqiu said in a deep voice.

"Yes, grandpa!" Xu Zhibo hurriedly replied.

Not long after, Xu Zhibo found a long piece of white paper according to Han Xiao's request.

Xu Qingqiu said in a cold voice: "Junior, I have already brought the paper according to your request, since you said that you want me to open my eyes, then please do it now!"

His old face was full of disdain, as if Han Xiao was an arrogant person who didn't know how to paint at all.

"The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is of great significance in China and even in the world, even if it is him, he can only barely draw nine points of charm, he does not believe that Han Xiao can be better than blue.

His great-grandson Xu Zhibo is a young man with extraordinary painting attainments, and it is already quite good to reach a passing score of 60.

After all, the Qingming Riverside Picture is large-scale, and every stroke needs to be polished repeatedly, and it is not easy to make.

"yes, don't ink, aren't you a cow breaker?"

Being stared at by everyone, Han Xiao smiled playfully: "I'll give me wide eyes one by one, now I'll tell you, what is the real work of everyone!"

"Huh, what a strong pen power!" Seeing

Han Xiao's posture of holding a brush, and then looking at the strength of Han Xiao's holding brush on the white paper, Xu Qingqiu's old face suddenly showed a touch of surprise.

As soon as the master makes a move, he will know if there is one.

As a generation of painting masters, Xu Qingqiu could see at a glance that Han Xiao was a practitioner, and his attainments were extremely high, and his strength was even unfathomable.

"It's... How is this possible?"

Seeing that Han Xiao's pen power was stronger than his own, Xu Zhibo thought that he was dazzled, he rubbed his eyes, and the shock on his face spontaneously appeared.

Hum !!

standing in place, Han Xiao looked solemn, holding a brush, and a powerful artistic conception of painting was transmitted in all directions.

In front of everyone's eyes, Han Xiao waved a brush, and the image of a middle-aged figure in linen between the electric lights and flints was perfectly described by Han Xiao.

At a glance, the image of this middle-aged figure in linen clothes was so vivid and expressive that he almost came to life from the blank paper.

"Oh my God, isn't it? This guy really knows how to paint, and his strength is not covered!" There

was no shortage of painting masters at the scene, and when they saw Han Xiao's gesture like thunder, they all looked shocked.

The next second, Han Xiao took the pen again, and saw a man with the demeanor of a Northern Song Dynasty peasant in his hand whipped at a donkey pulling the goods.

"Even-bought Ka!" Seeing

that Han Xiao did not drag the mud and water at all, everyone's hearts were deeply shocked again.

Xu Qingqiu, a generation of grandmasters, was shocked again: "What a strong artistic conception, this junior actually portrays a strong artistic conception with a pen, not simple, really not simple, you must know that the old man I have realized the artistic conception of painting has passed the age of sixties, but unfortunately, the artistic conception does not determine the success or failure of the final work!" "

Grandpa, you are right, this kid is bluffing people here at most, how can he highly restore the grand occasion of the Qingming Shanghe Diagram on the spot?" Xu Zhibo hurriedly shouted.

As the first person in the domestic calligraphy and painting industry, Xu Zhibo did not understand the artistic conception of painting.

But Han Xiao seems to be about the same age as him, but he has already understood the artistic conception of painting, and the characters he painted, just at a glance, bring a strong visual impact to people, as if the spiritual world of people can be forcibly involved in the most prosperous era of the Northern Song Dynasty in an instant.

Seeing Han Xiao's excellent painting strength, Su Weiguo said emotionally: "Jia son-in-law, what the best dragon son-in-law!" Su Weiguo

really pinched a cold sweat for Han Xiao just now, he was afraid that Han Xiao would not be able to draw the huge structure of the Qingming Shanghe map, but as soon as Han Xiao made a move, it brought people a strong visual shock.

Thinking about Han Xiao as his son-in-law, not to mention how proud Su Weiguo is at the moment.

Being watched intently by everyone, Han Xiao stood in place, his eyes locked on the scroll, as if he had been immersed in the bustling streets of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Dipped in pen and ink, Han Xiao waved his hand again.

Immediately after, a vendor selling fritters on the paper was vividly presented in front of everyone.

"Oh my God, this character is too vivid, isn't it? everyone's demeanor, this is the real everyone's demeanor!" Seeing

that Han Xiao's portrayal of the character was so plump, everyone couldn't help but open their mouths in unison and exclaimed.

Xu Zhibo's mentality gradually exploded, and he said with a hideous face: "Even if the characters are vivid and expressive? As one of the top ten classic paintings in the country, the painting scale is large, I don't believe that this kid can depict the grand occasion of the Qingming Riverside Picture heartily!" "

I don't believe it? I see that you have not been mercilessly beaten by the society! Widen your eyes and see how I vividly teach you a lesson today!"

Hearing Xu Zhibo's hysterical disdain, the corners of Han Xiao's mouth rose slightly, his eyes flickered, and he held a brush, Han Xiao made a brazen shot again.