Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 195: The wonderful pen and flowers reappear, and the second famous painting is born!

"Master"

The maid wanted to say that the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready, but Zheng Qingfang glared at her. She shut up her mouth quickly, and her breathing slowed down.

Zheng Qingfang's heart is itchy, but he dare not urge Sun Mo, so he can only wait patiently.

Sun Mo stood in front of the case, took a wolf's hair, and after lifting the ink with the pen, he began to paint on the rice paper.

Bringing emotions? Compose the picture in your head? None of them exist.

At this time, Sun Mo wanted to paint Lu Zhiruo accurately, clearly, and let people see it at a glance, which would have a profound impact and never forget.

"My papaya mother, don't have anything to do with you!"

Sun Mo was anxious and started writing a lot faster.

One by one, one by one, with Sun Mo's clever brushstrokes, a picture of a girl's spring rain gradually appeared on the paper.

In early spring, apricot blossoms rained.

A young girl is wearing a light spring shirt, holding a large banana leaf in both hands, putting it on her head, and then squatting by the stream outside the town, watching the ants moving in the light rain!

Gah!

A frog leaped up and jumped onto the banana leaf. The papaya lady's beautiful big eyes moved up, and she wanted to poke her hand to catch it.

Following the outline of the pen, Sun Mo's heart became more and more worried. Why should Lu Zhiruo be so simple and kind?

What dissatisfaction and hatred are coming towards me!

The papaya lady is so cute, like a piece of white paper, she doesn’t know anything about the evils of this world. If this time, she

Sun Mo dare not think about it anymore.

Because of the guilt and worry about Lu Zhiruo, Sun Mo especially wanted to draw her clearly, so the mood was triggered after he devoted himself to her.

Boom! boom! boom!

In the room, the aura surging, gathered over and contaminated the pen.

Following Sun Mo's paintings, smeared on rice paper, dyed her brilliant colors.

The green plantains, the crystal rain, the pitch-black ants, are all lifelike, and the wet soil seems to exude a smell of soil, which people can smell through the scroll.

"This is"

The maid's eyes widened suddenly, and she subconsciously called out.

Slap!

The housekeeper was quick with eyes and hands, and covered the maid's mouth. If she shouted out, it disturbed Sun Mo's painting and the birth of a famous painting. Even if he was beaten to death by the master, he would not be able to apologize.

The maid obviously thought of this problem too, she was so frightened and weak, she had to lean on the butler.

Although I haven't seen it before, the painting scroll is colored and magnificent. This should be the realm of the legendary "Wonderful Brush Growing Flower".

Once you appear in this artistic conception, it means that a famous painting is about to be born. If you have disturbed Sun Mo just now, the painting will fail

The maid didn't dare to think about it anymore. With the master's life-like character, she was afraid that she would not get a happy death if she wanted to.

Fortunately, the butler covered his mouth.

The feeling of the rest of her life bred in the maid’s chest, because after the sudden tension, she suddenly relieved her heart. This kind of big ups and downs made her incontinent, and her legs were hot.

"Huh?"

The housekeeper frowned, feeling a dampness, but he didn't think about the reason, because this picture of a girl in the spring rain by Sun Mo was really great.

The girl is cute, cute and innocent, and she rushes to her face, but is this breast too big?

If you remember correctly, that girl is only thirteen years old, right?

Wait, the last time I saw that girl, she seemed to be so big, like two big papaya.

Pretty!

Pretty!

Pretty!

Zheng Qingfang didn't dare to speak, worried about disturbing Sun Mo, but he couldn't help but roared, it turned out to be a brilliant pen? It turned out to be another famous painting?

I, Zheng Qingfang, actually saw the birth of two famous paintings in three months. God treats me very well!

No, I should thank Sun Mo!

Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo with admiration in his eyes, and being able to know him is really the greatest joy in the past few years.

Immediately, Zheng Qingfang set his eyes on this famous painting again, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to touch it, but quickly closed his hand.

No way, this girl is so innocent. Any touch is a kind of blasphemy to her. She is a spirit of nature, without a trace of secular smoke.

Ding!

Zheng Qingfang’s favorability is 100, friendly (440/1000).

The maid urinated her skirt, dying in embarrassment. She was afraid of being found out. She was thinking of making an excuse to slip away and change to an underskirt, but when her eyes fell on the rice paper, she couldn't look away.

This girl is really smart and delicate, and makes people happy at first sight. She wants to learn about her.

Why didn't this girl wear a greased paper umbrella, instead holding a banana leaf? Why did she run out of town in the spring rain?

Are you waiting for someone? So who is waiting?

In an instant, the maid made up a lot of things.

This is the famous painting, which shows the blank artistic conception of traditional Chinese painting to the extreme. Although it is only a simple painting, it actually contains a story!

Ding!

The favorability from the maid is 100, friendly (100/1000).

In the room, because of the aura that was too strong, spots of light flickered, like fireflies, floating around, some falling on the rice paper, making the coloring more gorgeous and vivid.

A quarter of an hour later, Sun Mo closed his pen and looked down, suddenly dissatisfied.

What kind of **** I am painting, isn't it about drawing portraits for someone to use? What do I do when I draw a plantain leaf?

There is also a ‘guh’, is it for papaya mother*?

Sun Mo, who was full of disgust, reached out and grabbed the rice paper and drew another one.

"What are you doing?"

Zheng Qingfang roared as if he saw his beloved granddaughter about to be ravaged by the bad guy, he rushed over and grabbed Sun Mo's wrist.

"This painting is not good!"

Sun Mo frowned.

"Is it badly painted?"

The butler was dumbfounded, and instinctively looked at the rice paper.

Miaobi blooming flowers is a realm that can only be mastered by famous painters, and it is also a wonder.

The famous paintings of the realm of wonderful pens and flowers are produced. Because of the attachment of aura, not only is it lifelike, but also because of the attachment of aura, it is no longer black and white ink and paper, but becomes colorful, as if the reality is imprinted On top of rice paper.

When the viewers see it, their minds will be swayed and intoxicated, and they will have an extremely happy mood, and even can't help stopping and staying in March without knowing the smell of meat.

This is a famous painting, not the glamorous **** on the market that has been hyped up. It can sell for at least a million taels, and it is destined to be handed down to become a contemporary treasure and be admired by future generations.

What did Sun Mo say? Bad drawing? Are you planning to humiliate those painters who can't even paint a famous painting?

If this is not good, the butler can't find a better one.

Ding!

The goodwill from the butler is 100, friendly (220/1000).

"It's a bit not so good. Your portrait painting is excellent, but the scenery is a little worse."

Zheng Qingfang has some regrets.

Can it be good?

What Sun Mo learned from the system is the master-level branch of Chinese painting and figure painting. Landscapes and flowers, birds, fish and insects are not at all. However, relying on the wonderful brush to grow flowers, it has reached the ordinary level, at least not ashamed.

"Uncle Zheng!"

Sun Mo smiled bitterly, I'm here to beg you to do something, what do you mean by talking about painting with me?

"Sorry, I was wrong!"

Zheng Qingfang looked apologetic, looked at the figure painting, gritted his teeth, didn't care about the installation, and handed it to the housekeeper: "Go, find my old friends and let them use all their energy. It must be within a day. After finding this girl, Zheng Qingfang will thank you very much."

"Yes, sir!"

The butler solemnly took the picture of the girl in the spring rain with both hands and left immediately.

"Hey, take care of it and don't deface it."

Zheng Qingfang still couldn't hold back, he reminded him, and then laughed at himself, and took the famous painting to find someone, Sun Mo, you are so extravagant and terrible!

If you let those old guys find out, you will definitely call me violent.

However, human life is a matter of life, and if you are not willing, you must be willing, let alone the famous painter is by your side. If you want a famous painting, can he paint again?

Zheng Qingfang can only comfort himself so much, but his heart really hurts.

"Thank you Uncle Zheng."

Sun Mo is really grateful, like Zheng Qingfang's use of this kind of network, all he pays is the favor, no amount of money is enough.

"When you say this, you are out of sight, but I treat you like making friends."

Zheng Qingfang's tone was unhappy.

Hearing this, the maid couldn't help taking a breath and looked at Sun Mo in shock. Who is this young man? Actually make the master so value and love?

You know, even if the master’s most beloved nephew came to ask for an official, he didn't care about it, but now for this young man, he started to ask for help without saying anything.

Lord those old friends, but stomping their feet can make Jinling tremble three times.

"Furthermore, let me do you a favor. In the end, I will get a famous painting. It is a profit no matter how you look at it!"

Zheng Qingfang wanted to relieve Sun Mo's anxiety, but it was useless.

"Then there will be Uncle Lao Zheng, I am now in school, see if Zhiruo is there?"

Sun Mo left.

"Be careful on the road!"

Zheng Qingfang wanted to send Sun Mo to the gate. This almost didn't scare the maid to death. She knelt directly on the ground. Did you know that you are a patient?

Of course, Sun Mo would not let Zheng Qingfang send him off, so he rushed away.

Zheng Qingfang sat in the room and looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone used by Sun Mo, showing an expression of admiration. Is this a so-called genius?

He loves painting, and he has achieved something in the law, but he can't do it in terms of painting technique. After all, this kind of thing requires talent.

Zheng Qingfang could see that Sun Mo did not take painting seriously, and it was no accident. This should be the second time since he drew the trip to the west of Sanzang at Yuelaixuan store~IndoMTL.com~ , Unexpectedly, yet another famous painting was born.

"It's a pity!"

Zheng Qingfang sighed that Sun Mo was determined to be a famous teacher, so he would not work with painters, so this world is destined to be one less painter.

Sorry!

Sorry!

Sun Mo returned to school in the fastest possible time and ran to the girls' dormitory. Li Ziqi was worried that something happened to Sun Mo, and knew that Sun Mo would definitely see Lu Zhiruo's presence, so he waited for him here.

"Not here yet?"

Although I have guessed the result, I heard it personally that Sun Mo was still dizzy and dark. It was the worst situation!

"No, I have to quickly find a way, I am a master sister, I want to protect the junior sister."

Li Ziqi racked his brains to think.