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Everyone saw Ye Jiu pick up a brush and paint, and when they saw her paint, the brush strokes flowed like clouds and water, and they seemed to look the same.

Someone stretched his neck to look, and saw that Ye Jiu had already drawn an outline.

"Is this a horse?"

Someone asked.

But no one answered him.

Everyone waited quietly, only to see that Ye Jiu wrote with spirit, and he didn't even pause.

When Ye Jiu drew seven or eight out of ten, the man who drew the picture couldn't hold back anymore.

The owner of the painting doesn't understand Chinese painting, he is just an arty person.

Seeing that Ye Jiu and his paintings are also horses, but Ye Jiu's horses are vivid.

It seems as if it will rush out of the paper in the next second.

But let him tell what is good, he can't tell.

It's just that Ye Jiu's horse feels very real.

And his painting of a horse is just a painting at a glance.

That's the difference!

Chairman Liu maintained his identity and did not gather around to watch like everyone else, just to avoid suspicion.

In case someone said that he was secretly pointing Ye Jiu.

President Liu drank tea in his free time, and occasionally chatted with the Patriarch of the Xiao family.

It didn't seem to worry that Ye Jiu would paint worse than the owner of the painting.

In less than twenty minutes, Ye Jiu finished the painting.

After putting down the pen, Ye Jiu said:

"It's painted."

Everyone squeezed over and looked down, at first glance.

The word "wow" popped out in my heart.

Is this horse alive?

The look of the horse, the vigor of the horse, makes people look at it at first glance, and they will never think that it is painted!

"Awesome, I didn't expect the artist to be so realistic at such a young age!"

"In ancient times, there was Tang Yin's painting, which was lifelike, and in modern times, there is Ye Jiu's painting, which is vivid and vivid, wonderful!"

"It's no wonder that President Liu has taken a fancy to him. He really deserves his reputation!"

Everyone who saw Ye Jiao's paintings couldn't help but admire.

Words of praise abound.

Hearing the praise for Ye Jiu, the man in the painting wished that there would be a hole in the ground for him to lie in.

Shame!What a shame!

Unexpectedly, Chairman Liu also said:

"Presumably I don't need to judge, everyone already knows who draws better, right?"

Chairman Liu walked over slowly with his hands behind his back and his airs on.

And he still holds the painting of the owner of the painting in his hand.

As soon as Chairman Liu finished speaking, he put another painting on it.

The two paintings are placed on the table together, which is clear at a glance.

The feeling of comparison is too obvious!

Compared with the horse painted by Ye Jiu, everyone felt that the painting in front was fake, too fake!

And the horse is dull, with dull eyes, and looks malnourished!

Ye Jiu's horse, on the other hand, looks like a humane horse for thousands of miles.

Although the crowd didn't answer whose painting was better, they looked at Ye Jiao's painting with amazement in their eyes.

Occasionally looking at the previous painting, but full of contempt and ridicule.

The owner of the painting's face turned blue and white, feeling like he lost all his face in this life today!

The owner of the painting picked up his own painting, only to see him in front of everyone.

"His" sounded.

The painting was torn in half.

The owner of the painting said to Ye Jiu with a dark face:

"You win! I will never draw again in my life."

The owner of the painting tore the painting into pieces and threw it on the ground.

Ye Jiu asked someone to take away the table, looked at the owner of the painting indifferently and said:

"Painting is a matter of cultivating sentiment and entertaining oneself.

"It's not about showing off.

"If you put in more effort, your painting skills will definitely improve.

"It's a pity that you are now, after all, putting the cart before the horse!"