The Reborn Daughter Wants Revenge

Old Xiao looked at Qin Zhiya's paintings intently, but there were a lot more time than those used on Li Rou's paintings! After a long time, Old Xiao's eyes lit up, he picked up the brush and changed it quickly.

However, compared with the substantial modifications to Li Rou's paintings, Mr. Xiao only added a few strokes to Qin Zhiya's paintings.

Soon, Mr. Xiao stopped his pen and calmly displayed Qin Zhiya's paintings.

There were still snow, still a red plum, and still endless desolation. However, looking at this painting, everyone was stunned.

Why... do they feel that they want to cry so much? The red plum in front of them seemed to transform into a stubborn shadow of a girl. She was trekking alone in the vast white snow. No matter how strong the wind and snow were, she never thought of retreating.

This painting seemed to carry a kind of magic power, and everyone was hit by something that rushed straight into the heart. At this moment, even Qin Muqing's eyes were filled with a slight water vapor! This is the power of art, regardless of national boundaries,

No matter whether you are enemies or enemies, as long as you have a heart, you can be moved!

After a long time, more and more people couldn't bear it, and crystal tears fell from the corners of their eyes.

Old Xiao always had a calm smile on his face. When everyone calmed down, he slowly said, "How is it?"

"Old Xiao is indeed Old Xiao...I..." The examiner's eyes stuck to the red plum blossoms, and he could no longer put anything else in his eyes.

"This is not my credit." Old Xiao smiled and shook his head.

"This..." At this time, everyone remembered that the painting was originally Qin Zhiya, and they immediately looked at the girl who didn't say a word with strange eyes.

"What you can feel should be the image of a lonely girl. Do you think this can be drawn by me, an old man? The so-called painting is like the voice of the heart, and even the most powerful person cannot change the soul of a painting."

Mr. Xiao said gently. With the amazing effect of revising two paintings just now, this time, everyone could not raise the idea of ​​refuting him, but instead nodded repeatedly.

"So, is the soul of this painting given by Qin Zhiya?" Li Rou wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Qin Zhiya with some curiosity. She was completely moved by the things in the painting, and now she looked at her.

Qin Zhiya was always quiet, but she felt a little heartache.

Mr. Xiao is right, painting is the voice of his heart. Qin Zhiya is still so young. How has she experienced the past to have such a vast white snow? And just now, the doubts and dissatisfactions of her and her people are new.

The wind and snow? But this girl just endured it calmly, without complaining or reluctance.

"No," Mr. Xiao nodded: "The reason why I say that Qin Zhiya is worthy of level 10 is because she already has the most important thing in the painting: the soul!

Li Rou's paintings are also very good. After my modifications, my skills have improved more than one level, but this is still a painting, a cold painting that makes people hang as a decoration.

As for the elegant painting, after I simply modified the mistakes caused by poor basic skills, it immediately produced a wonderful effect. Her paintings have souls, but because of insufficient skills, they cannot let everyone go.

I feel that once I improve my skills… the realm she can reach is my realm.”

Old Xiao said calmly, and the field was silent.