Sign-in to Become the Strongest Sect Master Chapter 186: Billion points!

"I can see it." Yan Chu replied slowly.

Gongsunyi sneered: "Boy, don't know how to pretend to understand. If you didn't see the reason, but said that you saw it, it would be insulting and gentle. Don't blame the old man for driving you out!" /

"Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, there is no need for juniors to pretend to understand."

Yan Chu pointed to the painting and said: “The old man’s paintings are more realistic. The paintings are green mountains and green waters and fertile fields. It should be a very lifelike painting, but because there is one thing missing, this one The painting is dead."

After listening to the song of Qian Ji Yu, I quickly re-examined Gongsun Yi's paintings. I didn't expect it to be like what Yan Chu said.

Gongsun Yi painted life, but there was too much immortality, not a hint of cheesy, but felt a little awkward.

Gongsunyi was silent for a few seconds, then slowly nodded and said: "You are lucky, so you are right."

It's not so easy to convince this proud old man to bow his head.

"Zhangmen Yan, then tell me, what should I add to this painting?" Qian Ji Yuge asked.

Yan Chu pointed to the house in the painting and said with a smile: "It's very simple-cooking smoke."

"Cooking smoke?"

Qianji Yuge was still in a daze, but Gongsun Yi's eyes lit up.

He quickly picked up the pen, applied the ink, and then added a few strokes to the painting.

I saw smoke rising from the house in the painting. Although the surrounding green mountains and green waters were as beautiful as a fairyland, the whole painting became harmonious because of the wisps of smoke. Gongsun Yi painted It's not a fairyland, but a paradise full of fireworks.

"Really...a lot of harmony!" Qian Ji Yuge said in surprise.

She couldn't help but look at Yan Chu's eyes more. She didn't expect that this opening would be an unreliable master of molesting, and she actually knew how to paint.

Gongsunyi can also look down on Yan Chu a little bit.

But he still didn't have a good face to Yan Chu: "Do you really know how to paint?"

"A little bit." Yan Chu showed humility.

"To know how to paint, you must first understand painting," Gongsun Yi said, "you come to comment, how is my painting?"

Qianjiyuge's complexion eased a lot, and Gongsunyi allowed Yan Chu to comment on the painting, indicating that the uncle had at least half of Yan Chu's approval.

Otherwise, if anyone came here, he would dare to criticize Gongsun Yi's paintings. It would be strange if Gongsun Yi didn't cut him off.

As long as Yan Chu can compliment Gongsun Yi with a few words, things will be easy to handle afterwards.

Yan Chu said decisively: "Trash."

"What did you say!?"

Gongsunyi's eyes were almost out of his eye sockets, and the beard on his chin was even more uplifted. He couldn't wait to roll up his sleeves and fight Yan Chu immediately.

Qianji Yuge was also very anxious, and quickly winked at Yan Chu.

Only Li Fugui behind Yan Chu seemed very calm.

According to his understanding of the head of Yan, Yan Chu's so-called "understand a little bit" means "I am super awesome."

So, Li Fugui was completely relieved of Yan Chu, and didn't worry that Yan Chu would overturn the car.

"Smelly boy, can you say it again?" Gongsun Yi said angrily.

Yan Chu cleared his throat and said seriously: "Rubbish, it's just... ugly, ugly, gluttonous, I feel like vomiting when I see it, and I want to step on my feet..."

Gongsun Yi stepped back, couldn't help covering his heart, his face turned green with anger.

"Yan Chu, shut up!"

Qianji Yuge's complexion changed, and he quickly stepped forward to help Gongsunyi.

Gongsun Yi held his heart, pointed to Yan Chu's hand and trembling slightly: "Smelly boy, old man, I have lived for thousands of years, and I have never been humiliated so much. Are you sincerely looking for death?!"

Yan Chu spread his hands innocently with a face full of innocence: "It's the old man that you asked me to comment on paintings. Do you have to say good things when you criticize paintings? If the old man hears all good things, how can I make progress?"

"Let you praise the painting, not let you humiliate me!"

"But your old paintings are rubbish."

"...I am so angry!!!"

Gongsun Yi is obviously in good health on weekdays, but at this time he was almost out of a heart attack by Yan Chu.

If he wasn't reconciled and just left, I'm afraid he just kicked his legs and drove the west.

"Grandpa Gongsun, don't be angry!" Qianji Yuge said to Yan Chu while mentioning Gongsun Yi struggling, "Yan Chu, can't you speak well?"

Qianji Yuge was so anxious that he didn't even call Yan Chu the head of Yan, but directly called his real name.

Yan Chu sighed and said helplessly:

"But in my eyes, the old man's painting just doesn't work~ IndoMTL.com~ you can do it!" Gongsun Yi said angrily, "If your kid paints better than me, the old man, I call you grandpa!" /

Qianji Yuge hurriedly stopped and said: "Grandpa Gongsun, this must not be done!"

"Do you think I will lose?" Gongsun Yi became even more angry. "If I lose to this kid, what if I call him Grandpa?!"

Qian Ji Yu Ge was helpless.

She knows that Yan Chu is not an idle person, and it is impossible to stimulate Gongsun Yi for no reason.

Maybe Yan Chu is really a master painter?

What about Gongsun Yi?

Isn’t it shameful to call someone else’s grandpa when I’m getting older?

"Yuge, don't you say it!"

Gongsunyi put the pen in his hand directly into Yan Chu's hand: "I'll give you the pen, you can paint!"

Yan Chu took the pen and tried to make gestures.

He had never learned calligraphy in his previous life, so he couldn't use this kind of pen at all.

Seeing Yan Chu's unfamiliar appearance, Gongsun Yi couldn't help but ridicule: "Ignorant kid, I'm afraid I haven't even held a pen before, and don't know a few big characters!"

"Don't worry, old man."

Yan Chu smiled slightly and re-layed paper on the table.

He held the pen and thought for a while.

Think of him for five thousand years in China, and there are so many famous artists. Just pick one or two masterpieces and use the ability to paint and copy them directly on the drawing paper.

Isn't it easy to kill Gongsun Yi in seconds?

Yan Chu feels excited when he thinks that he will have a grandson more than a thousand years old soon.

"Smelly boy, hurry up, don't you know how to draw, right?" Gongsun Yi urged.

"Don't worry, old man, I will draw now."

Yan Chu has a clear mind and writes silently.