Chapter 762 The Whereabouts of Dai Wanli (four more)

"it is good!"

Lan Xiaomo opened his mouth to agree, and then shouted to his companion: "Go and pull out the Italian cannon, no, take out the painting that the chairman wants."

Xu Jiajia and the others didn't know what was going on, but they still took out the picture of "The Tiger Comes Out" in the first place.

The painter lowered her head and looked ashamed. He obviously felt ashamed of Ming Jiang, but Ye Tianlong wanted to see, she didn't shirk too much.

Huo Ziguang didn't let go of the opportunity to show his face, and he also let people take out the picture of the Gang City team.

Both sides played in front of the center stage, and they were immediately caught in the eyes of everyone.

Similarly, in "The Tiger Comes Out of the Mountain", Hong Kong City is a tiger leaping down from the mountain. There is a golden sunset behind it, showing sharp fangs, which is very imposing.

On the Mingjiang side, a tiger with wide-eyed eyes came out of the two valleys, and the tiger came out of the mountain intuitively.

At any one glance, one can judge that the one in Hong Kong City is far better than the tiger in Mingjiang.

There was a lot of laughter from the spectators around. Some people shouted that this was the difference between college students and elementary students, and Lan Xiaomo was also a little embarrassed.

"What's so good about this? Do you have to use a three-inch tongue to say that you paint well?"

Lin Shaoqing stared at Ye Tianlong and sneered: "If that's the case, I want to see how you broke it."

Huo Ziguang also snorted, "You are a waste of time."

Lan Xiaomo whispered: "President, what are you going to do?"

"Get a pen!"

Ye Tianlong ignored Lin Shaoqing's words, and waved his big hand with pride: "Bring me all the brushes and paints I just painted."

Liu Yongkang quickly brought the brushes and paint from the first game.

Lan Xiaomo happily asked, "Tianlong, you can still paint? Oh my god, this is too abnormal."

Hearing Lan Xiaomo's shout, Ye Tianlong once again attracted the attention of the audience. The driver and piano player, Ye Tianlong had already achieved the ultimate.

If there is another painter, this kid will not be human.

Lin Shaoqing frowned and asked: "Are you going to draw a picture to overwhelm us?"

Ye Tianlong said faintly: "Draw a picture? I'm not interested! I don't have that much energy, besides, I have no regrets."

"We will not overthrow the existing picture and draw a new one to win you. That would be unfair to you, and we are not such a rascal."

He pointed to Mingjiang's "The Tiger Out of the Mountain" picture: "I just feel that it has not been finished yet, so I am going to finish the last few strokes for her."

"What? Worried that I will come back to life and overwhelm you?"

Ye Tianlong smiled leisurely: "If you are worried, just say, this first game is not counted."

Lin Shaoqing snorted coldly: "You said you just didn't finish the painting, then let you finish the painting. If you have the ability, you can bring it back to life and show it to us."

Huo Ziguang and the others also looked at Ye Tianlong with a different kind of playfulness in their eyes, as if they did not believe that Ye Tianlong had changed the paintings of elementary school students to college students.

"A true master not only knows how to paint, but also changes painting."

Ye Tianlong ignored the comments and gazes of the crowd, first glanced at the picture of "The Tiger Out of the Mountain", and then looked at a dozen brushes.

Then, he took three paintbrushes and placed them in his palm, took a step forward, and calmly brushed down on the steady picture.

His smile became solemn, and there was an indescribable seriousness and concentration. He held the paintbrush and moved with rhythm.

"Swish—"

In the eyes of everyone, Ye Tianlong's hand swayed, and various brushwork followed.

With a little bit of pen and ink, following his heart, Ye Tianlong turned the road between the two mountains into a deep valley exit.

The snow-white paper, the tiger with wide-eyed eyes, is no longer a straight road ahead, but lush vegetation, and its body is gradually hidden.

This time gave people a feeling that Lin Shen was fierce, and the mountains and forests also had a vaguely screaming wind.

"Swish swish!"

Then, Ye Tianlong made a few more strokes, the tiger's wide-eyed eyes added a deep light, and there was a king character on his forehead.

It instantly changed from a stunned green to a scheming beast, majestic and majestic.

The brush in Ye Tianlong's hand kept getting faster, the pen in his hand was moving, but the structure on the paper seemed to change a little.

Lan Xiaomo and the others were taken aback for a moment, and they didn't understand what was going on. When they looked carefully, they were suddenly surprised:

The trees seem to be blown by the wind, and the tiger seems to be about to move...

Ten seconds later, Ye Tianlong stopped writing, dropped the paintbrush on the table, picked up the picture of "The Tiger Out of the Mountain" that had been modified by him, and shook at the dim light.

"call--"

As the drawing paper shook, the trees in the painting seemed to be swept away suddenly, and the tiger swooped out with a big mouth, irresistible.

The tiger came out...

The tiger's claws galloped as fast as lightning, with a long roar, and the rocks trembled.

"what--"

The few female companions of Lin Shaoqing in front seemed to be shocked by seeing the tiger jumping out of the painting, their faces pale and back...

Everyone felt that the Tigers had just pounced on themselves, and they had an irresistible deterrence. Their pretty faces could not hide their fear.

The audience was shocked again.

The picture gradually stabilized, and the tiger was still hiding in the deep vegetation, but after the shake just now, many people felt the tiger's face attacking.

He can even smell the blood coming from the big mouth of the tiger's blood basin.

Although everyone knows that the tiger's emergence just now was just an illusion caused by light and paint, but it is definitely a master who can reach this level.

Moreover, this is still a scrap picture modified by Ye Tianlong. If he draws another picture by himself, anyone can think of it. It is definitely more amazing than this.

Everyone was completely convinced, and Lan Xiaomo was even more exasperated, which meant that there was almost no need to compare in the third game.

"It's finished."

Ye Tianlong handed the drawing paper to Lan Xiaomo, stretched out and walked outside: "I'm going for a walk. You decide whether you win or lose."

"Lin Shaoqing, you have surrendered and fulfilled your promise. There will be no more comparisons in the future."

"It doesn't matter if we feel that our skills are not as good as the others, just say that, and then send Xiaomo a third game note tomorrow."

Without looking back, he squeezed out a sentence: "I don't want to waste time on you, but I will still squeeze out a little energy to deal with rogues."

After speaking, he disappeared from everyone's sight, a mess of pride.

Lin Shaoqing looked at Ye Tianlong's revised "Tiger Out of the Mountain" picture, her pretty face completely collapsed, very annoyed, but helpless...

Ye Tianlong ignored the final result. When he walked out of the hall, he immediately turned to the right and picked up the flashing Bluetooth headset and placed it on his ear.

Soon, Tianmo's voice came in his ear: "Dai Wanli is locked."

"On the 16th courtyard at the deepest point, I still saw Ling Xiao being helped in."

Ye Tianlong's eyes lit up for an instant, and then he calmed down again, smiling faintly:

"Today is really a good day."

PS: It is estimated that only four changes will be made today, thank you for your support.