Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Thinking of this, the surrounding people suddenly felt that they knew something incredible, and they couldn't help laughing lowly.

No one in Dongdu didn't know that Boss Feng Han would paint at the age of three, and even today's sages are full of praise for his painting skills?

As for Ouyang Lian or something...

I'm afraid it's not the other way around, it's him who copied the paintings of Boss Fenghan.

The people all thought so, so why wouldn't Feng Lan think of this level.

Xiang Xing saw that his brows were lightly raised, as if forbearing the insulting words of this beautiful princess.

After a pause, he continued to laugh and said, "This girl is really sure that this 'Wen Heng Struggling for Flow' is from Ouyang's concubine?"

Before Bei Xiuli could answer, the man first put down the painting in his hand, and then took a leisurely pace and turned to the owner's small painting booth.

"Boss Zhang, can I borrow your pen and paper?"

Feng Lan asked Boss Zhang with a smile.

He didn't wait for him to answer either, so he grabbed the fine brush that had been standing beside the painting booth, and casually spread out a plain white rice paper.

Immediately afterwards, without saying a word, he improvised his brushstrokes directly in front of the eyes of the crowd, and swished his brushwork into a painting.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding people couldn't help exclaiming again.

"I didn't expect that Miss Hualing would also paint!"

"Isn't it possible that those paintings were actually painted by Miss Hualing, but they were only sold by Boss Feng... Hahaha..."

"What are you talking about, Miss Hualing came to Fengxianglou only a year ago... She must have learned from Boss Feng!"

Not only them, but even Xiang Xing couldn't help but straighten his eyes when he saw this scene.

This……

Surprisingly, Feng Lan can still draw!

In the plot, it is not explained...

Moreover, just by looking at his devotion to painting, his calm aura has changed completely, plus his vigorous and powerful technique, which is like a god in his brushwork... This is obviously not a casual joke.

as predicted.

But within a quarter of an hour, a pair of ink-splashed landscape paintings with the same superb technique, but completely different from the "Fighting for the Streams in Ten Thousand Valleys", appeared in front of everyone.

"Well~ I haven't painted for a long time, my hands are sore, tsk..."

I saw the man put down the pen, and gently rubbed his wrist as if he was very distressed.

After that, he lifted up the landscape painting and sent it directly to Bei Xiuli, who was already stunned.

Peach Blossom's eyes blinked arbitrarily, and he laughed, "Girl, you said that you are good at appreciating paintings, then take a look, this magic power, hook and color... Are you very familiar?"

"..."

When he asked this question, Bei Xiuli was speechless for a while and subconsciously bit her lower lip.

It has to be said that at the moment when this "woman" wrote, she had already seen his painting skills.

It is natural and flowing, and it is definitely not a deliberate imitation.

And if nothing else, just the painting he just made, all the skills, not only are almost identical to the painting "Fighting for the Flow of Ten Thousand Hengs" donated by Ouyang Lian, but even on this basis, it is faintly higher a few points.

And she can also see that it is a natural progress belonging to this set of techniques.

... But this doesn't mean that it can prove that this "Fighting for Flows in Ten Thousand Valleys" was not made by Ouyang!

After thinking about it, Bei Xiuli excitedly wanted to continue to refute.

Unexpectedly, her undisguised conjecture just now was completely seen by Feng Lan.

No, before she could speak, the man's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly frowned with emotion, shook his head and sighed.