Director Zhou finally knew what it was like to ride a tiger.

If I had known that one day would have killed him, he would not have pretended to say that the painting was his work.

This is simply a roasting person on the fire!

Even though he had faced thousands of students' speeches and had seen some big scenes, he couldn't help feeling sweaty and weak under his feet at this time.

He looked up at the boy opposite him, but his face was not red or breathless, and he was full of concentration.

I feel even more assured.

However, the boy named Lin Xuan raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute."

Everyone looked at him in confusion, but Fang Feizhou seized the opportunity and sneered: "What, are you afraid of? Are you afraid of being exposed?"

"Today is a happy day for our Fang family. If you admit it obediently and kowtow to admit your mistakes, I will not bother you today and let you go."

He looked at Lin Xuan with confidence and arrogantly, his nostrils rising to the sky.

"Scared? Haha, a joke." Lin Xuan snorted coldly with his nose and said lightly, "People who paint like quietness and elegance. The noisy and noisy hall will inevitably affect their performance."

He paused, and continued without waiting for everyone to react:

"I see that Master Zhou is also a little nervous, and I guess he is not used to such cooperative paintings. Why don't you let Master Zhou and me go to the pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond in the courtyard to avoid misperforming performance. What do you think?"

After hearing Lin Xuan's words, Director Zhou's head was like a chicken eating rice, nodded repeatedly, hoping that Mr. Fang would agree immediately.

Lin Xuan's words were said to be in his heart.

His poor painting skills may be okay to fool ordinary people, but at the moment of these big guys, he is afraid that he will be exposed as soon as he writes!

Lin Xuan suggested that the two of them go to Hechi Pavilion to paint together, which was exactly what he wanted.

As long as he paints better than Lin Xuan, today is no wonder, it’s past.

He thought that he had been copying "The Picture of the Country Color and the Sky Fragrance" and some of the flowers and plants of other masters, and he could not lose to this stingy boy, right?

Everyone nodded secretly.

Lin Xuan's words are reasonable and there is nothing wrong with it.

Only Fang Feizhou sneered: "I think you are afraid of being in full view of the public. How can you smooth things out if you don't?"

"Whatever you say, you can prepare your apology first." Lin Xuan said coldly without looking at him.

"you!"

Fang Feizhou was furious and was about to have an attack, but the old birthday boy Fang Ren spoke up.

"This friend is right. Come and move the things to the pavilion. Please ask the two to move. The rest are not allowed to approach Hechi Pavilion to avoid disturbing the two of them in painting. Is this good?"

“Okay…”

Director Zhou quickly agreed, fearing that Mr. Fang would repent.

"It's been a labor."

Lin Xuan bowed his hand, neither humble nor arrogant, but instead let Fang Ren look up high.

This kid is calm and has an extraordinary temperament when facing danger. He didn't think it was before, but when he looked at it, he felt that he was really a skillful person... Could he be a painter?

Fang Ren was thinking, and everyone present had moved into the courtyard.

In the Hechi Pavilion, two wooden tables and a complete set of four treasures of the study have all kinds of them.

"My sister, I'll ask you, how about the director of your school's grade, studying Chinese painting?" The second girl of the Gu family stood closest to Lin Xuan. Gu Man grabbed Gu Yu's hand and asked in a low voice.

When his sister talked about Director Zhou, Gu Yu showed a hint of contempt on his face and pouted, "This old bald man is the most annoying guy in the school. When he meets ordinary classmates, he will show off his power and power; when he sees those students with power and wealth at home, he will nod and bow. The classmates hate him very much."

Gu Yu rarely curses people. Director Zhou can get the title of "old bald man" from her, which shows his character.

"But I heard that he likes Danqing very much. I have been to his office before. There are indeed many brushes and inkstones on the desk... Sister, Brother Lin Xuan will not lose, right?"

Thinking of this, Gu Yu also held his sister's hand tightly and said nervously.

She knew how much grudges there were between Lin Xuan and Fang Feizhou, and all of this arose because of her. If Lin Xuan was hurt by it, she would probably feel distressed to death.

"This guy... who can guess it through him?" Gu Man smiled bitterly.

She has seen countless people and has seen countless men of all kinds, and she can easily guess their thoughts. Only this man, this "fiance", who is the guy who takes a marriage contract as an arrow, has repeatedly gone beyond her expectations.

Now, she has to admit that she can't guess this man.

Everyone waits for the results.

Mr. Fang personally lit a stick of incense stick and placed it in the incense burner beside him: "For one stick of incense, you two have to hurry up."

One stick of incense is not long, so if you count it, it will be at most thirty minutes.

As soon as he heard Mr. Fang's words, Director Zhou, opposite Lin Xuan, immediately couldn't sit still. After grinding the ink, he grabbed two pens at the same time, dipped them in ink, and even started drawing on the drawing paper at the same time.

"Draw the bows left and right? Director Zhou is really capable this time!"

Everyone was surprised when they saw this scene.

It is already difficult for ordinary people to write well with their left and right hands; while being able to draw square with the left hand and drawing circle with the right hand is already a sign of strong coordination.

But Director Zhou was different. He drew his hands from left to right, and his hands on both sides actually drew two different lotus flowers!

Director Zhou is good at copying, and when he saw the lotus flowers in the pond, he was immediately overjoyed.

Among the many paintings he imitated, Zhang Daqian's lotus is the most vivid. Without thinking, he immediately started the work of "copying".

Director Zhou was painting in full swing, and lotus flowers appeared on his paper. In a short while, three or four blooming lotus flowers had been completed.

He had already become familiar with the way, and Zhang Daqian's lotus had long been imprinted in his mind.

Coupled with the pressure from the outside world at this time, he suddenly burst out with a clearer impression.

When he wrote, he was like a god, and he was very relaxed. When he painted, he actually had a hint of enjoyment, which was quite a bit of master.

"I used to think Director Zhou was not very good, but now I see that he really can't behave like a person. When he paints, he is really different from the same person and is confident."

Around Mr. Fang Ren, a big man in the antique industry nodded and praised.

Mr. Fang also nodded slightly, agreeing with what he said.

Did you think it was wrong? The grade director of Jiangnan College is the real painter?

"Director Zhou's paintings are already halfway through. What is Lin Xuan doing? He still doesn't write? He is still in the mood to ask the waiter to serve tea?"

Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone finally felt a little aesthetically exhausted, and turned their attention from Director Zhou to Lin Xuan.

But when his eyes turned, everyone suddenly realized that this little guy named Lin Xuan had not started writing yet!

My God, the opponent is almost finished, are you still having tea leisurely here?

"Hahaha, in my opinion, this kid knew that he was not an opponent, so he accepted his fate. But he offended Fang Feizhou, can you leave today?"

"I still have expectations for him, it's really a mess!"

"You are so shocked that you like to show off. You don't look at the occasion, you're stupid!"

A burst of ridicule erupted from the crowd, and even Gu Man was suddenly at a loss. Her beautiful eyes were flowing, and she was extremely anxious.

This stinky guy, just draw it quickly!

Even if you are really the author of Baihua Tu, you have to provide evidence to let everyone see it!

Even she was so anxious that she stomped her feet, not to mention Gu Yu, she was so anxious that she almost cried, her eyes were red and her cheeks were bulging.

"elder sister……"

She looked up at her sister and asked helplessly: "What should I do now?"

Gu Man shook his head blankly.

In the business world, she can make a decision in a blink of an eye for hundreds of millions of dollars.

But now, facing Lin Xuan, she had no confidence. She thought about it for a long time but couldn't think of any countermeasures.

"This guy..."

Gu Man bit his teeth, but still had no choice.

"waiter."

Just as everyone was waiting to see Lin Xuan make a fool of himself, he calmly took a sip of tea and stood up slowly.

The waiter who was serving the side hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Sir, what do you need?"

Although his tone was respectful, his attitude was a little disdainful.

This kid is clearly a liar. Now he makes you majestic. When the incense stick is burned, you will know that it is amazing!

Lin Xuan smashed his mouth: "This tea is a bit bitter, get me some honey."

...

As soon as Lin Xuan finished speaking, the audience was silent.

Only the frogs in the lotus pond make croaking sounds.
Chapter completed!