My Identity As A Schoolmaster Has Been Exposed

The three people's eyes were wide. They looked at the young man in the video while looking at the painting on the wall at home.

Especially when I saw Xu Cong drawing on the show, I was shocked again.

"This, this, this painting method has changed too much!"

"Bamboo can be painted, although the painting is a bit weird! But after all, it is painted!"

"There is a little bit of everyone's feeling, but I can't tell what's wrong!"

They have limited appreciation and painting skills, so naturally they can't see the trickiness.

But they can be sure of one thing, Xu Cong, not only can paint landscape paintings, flower and bird paintings, but he can also!

Ordinary painters, even painters, are already struggling to specialize in one direction, and he can still paint well.

Oh no!

The landscape painting is better, and it feels like a master!

He is only 17 years old!

The three in front of them, with an average age of 30, are really ashamed and shameful. They all blushed in embarrassment.

"Hiss! Although I heard it personally, I still feel incredible!"

While the three of them were feeling emotional, Xu Cong walked out of it and saw these painters coming to his home, and curiously asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"

The three of them all looked at Xu Cong, without any hesitation, they rushed up and asked urgently, "How long did it take you to paint this painting?"

"It must be several days!"

"Great hidden in the city! I didn't expect to see a painter with such a deep knowledge of Chinese painting in a small village. Although he is a little younger, his painting skills are really great!"

"I always thought that you have decades of painting skills!"

"By the way, did you learn Chinese painting since you were young?"

"Sister, is your son the traditional Chinese painting he cultivated since he was a child?"

They turned their heads to look at Zhou Xiuyun, their surprised eyes hovering between Xu Cong and Zhou Xiuyun.

Zhou Xiuyun waved her hand, and said with a slight embarrassment: "How can you have such a condition! Don't talk nonsense!"

Wasn't it raised since childhood?!

Fuck!!!

Then what a powerful talent is this!

Some people are already very talented when they are famous at the age of 30 or 40! Many people spend their entire lives and can only sell calligraphy and painting on the street.

It's miserable! It's also very realistic!

With talent and attainments, you can reach the sky in one step! If you don't, you will be doing nothing for a lifetime.

But Xu Cong, at the age of 17.

"I remember when I was in college, there was a talent that was very good! But I didn't think it was much different from him!"

"But compared to you, I feel far worse! It's like a cloud of mud!"

Xu Cong didn't take their praise to heart, waved his hand to them, and then looked at the painting he painted yesterday.

"The painting was a bit anxious. It was already evening when I went home. I finished painting in about an hour, and then it was dark."

"Look carefully, some places need to be modified, which would be better, but... it is unnecessary!"

Damn it!

Damn it!

What a fuck, what a fuck!

Draw such a picture in an hour? Just kidding!

They are engaged in wall painting, such a large area, it must be several days!

"Yes, can someone help?"

Xu Cong nodded, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Someone handed me paint or something in the early stage. It was indeed much faster." Xu Cong added.

Puff!

Crit +999!

Be yourself!

Are you speaking human words?

These three people were stunned, with their open mouths, they could all fit a light bulb.

"So basically you painted it alone?"

Xu Cong nodded.

wrong!

They are all wrong!

They thought it was painted by three or four people together and completed it in one hour. They never expected that they painted it themselves.

It was done by one person!

boast?

They thought about it too!

But to be able to paint like this, is it necessary to brag here?

"Siss..."

"Absolutely! It's absolutely absolutely!"

The three people had nothing but envy in their eyes. They watched Xu Cong pass in front of them.

Go forward, go forward again...

Go and go...

"Why are people still going out?" They wanted to follow.

At this time, Zhou Xiuyun said with a black line on her face? "My son goes to the toilet, what are you doing?"

The three of them were embarrassed, "Cough and cough! No, I'm sorry."

They picked up their phones to cover up their embarrassment. They took photos and sent them to Moments before. They picked up their phones and looked at them. There were a lot of messages.

Not to mention the likes and comments, there are still many people who chat privately.

"At this level, I offer 1,000 square meters, which is 500 higher than the previous price! When I came to sign the contract immediately, we prepared the black and white letters and the paints by ourselves! You just bring people!"

"Yes? I'll give 1,000 square meters for your painting!"

"Are you busy? What's the price for your painting? The price is easy to say! Let's talk!"

There are many customers on his WeChat, some of them are still talking!

These people are all human spirits.

A painting that is as fast as 100 square meters can be cut down to 50, 30! If the painting area is large, the price may be lower.

If the area is small, dozens of square meters, as long as the price exceeds 500, no one will pay attention to you, and it will even block you!

But this time, many people took the initiative to look for it, and even came up with a price of 1,000 square meters!

Seeing that he did not reply, someone sent another message: "The price can be negotiated! It can be higher!"

Someone even sent a voice excitedly, and he heard: "Why didn't you say this earlier! I will include food and accommodation, and also a private car! 1,500 square meters!"

Ability and level, it's too capricious!

Even these savvy people have paid a price of more than 1,000 square meters, not to mention the true price of this painting in their eyes.

Three to five thousand are less. Looking at his circle of friends, in addition to these customers, there are also many classmates who learn to paint. Hundreds of people.

His likes here exceeded one hundred, and there were more than 50 comments.

Look through them one by one!

Usually his circle of friends is the same as his death. He posted something by himself, but didn't have a like, let alone comment.

No one cares about the works that I have drawn so hard to post, but now it’s good, it’s all of a sudden!

Even the school flowers from the university came to like and comment.

"Depend on!!!"

Everyone is a discerning person, and the accomplishments of this painting are not something ordinary people can achieve. The two of them came together, and their scalp numb.

"Isn't it? This is too exaggerated!"

Even he himself was stunned, and said blankly: "Yes, it's a bit exaggerated! I almost hoped that this painting was painted by me!"

"My heart hurts!"

Suddenly, he recovered and suddenly said: "If I had such a level! What else would I do wall painting!"

Looking at the painting in front of him, he was full of emotion.

And when Xu Cong came back from the bathroom, she asked Zhou Xiuyun: "Mom, do you still have the white paint on the roller that my dad used to paint the wall?"

Zhou Xiuyun asked in confusion, "What are you looking for?"

Xu Cong pointed to the painting on the wall and said, "Oh, erase it!"

erased!

erased?

Want to obliterate this picture?!

"why?!"

These three people exploded in an instant, and they were more excited than Zhou Xiuyun.

"Don't! Don't don't! Do you know what this painting means!"

"How can you say to smear it out and smear it out! Are you painting for fun?"

Xu Cong nodded, he is really drawing and playing!

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