Chapter 459: God for the world

Seeing that Liu Yan took so many pens, everyone was puzzled.
Even Tang Jinyue is a bit confused about what Liu Yan wants to do.
but!
Tang Jinyue knew very well that Liu Yan was not an ordinary person, but an immortal who knew Tang Bohu, the ancestor of the Tang family.
Since he decided to do this, there must be his reason.
"What does that guy want to do?"
"Yes, I don't need so many pens."
"I think he is playing mystery."
"What's the hurry? Anyway, the competition has already started. Whether he is scheming or not, or is there really two things, it will be clear soon."
"Hey, I feel that today's public class is really not in vain."
"Yes, I'm just about to say this. It's great to be able to see Ye Jiajia, one of the top ten school flowers, here, and to crush an idiot in the Department of Archaeology to add three levels!"
Many people sneered, just waiting to see Liu Yan's jokes.
"Jin Yue, Xiaoyan, what does he want to do?"
Zhou Yanxi pulled Tang Jinyue aside and asked in a low voice.
"I do not know either."
Tang Jinyue shook her head.
"This kid, can't you save me a snack?" Zhou Yanxi curled her lips.
"Teacher Zhou, don't worry, Liu Yan is well-measured." Tang Jinyue said.
Zhou Yanxi also knew that Liu Yan would not fight an insecure battle, but what Liu Yan did at the moment was really incredible.
And the more she couldn't figure it out, the more worried and curious Zhou Yanxi became.
but!
Zhou Yanxi still agrees with Tang Jinyue's words just now.
Liu Yan is a man of measure.
Just like just now, Liu Yan has been calling himself Teacher Zhou, not Sister Xi, just to prevent outsiders from thinking.
At this moment, Liu Yan finally moved.
He first took out the pen and dipped it directly in the ink, and then with a wave, he drew a long arc on the rice paper on the long table.
"I'm going, this guy is here to be funny, right?"
"Clay horse, it made me hold a little hope, but this guy messed up as soon as he came up. If he can draw any good landscape paintings, I will write the name backwards."
"Hey, it's boring."
"Yeah, at this level, still want to compete with our Ye Jiajia?"
Many people couldn't help shaking their heads.
Doubi, this is a large-scale brush with heavy ink, which is extremely difficult to change after painting.
However, Liu Yan was so casual just now.
It's strange if you don't lose!
But before people came back to their senses, Liu Yan was holding a pen and drew a few large pens on the rice paper.
Looking around, these large pens are simply messy.
How ugly you look.
"My god, did this guy take the money and deliberately want our goddess to lose?"
"Damn, if he dares to let Yanxi lose, see if I don't interrupt his dog legs!"
"Damn it! That kid is too slippery, he must have collected the money."
Several Zhou Yanxi's suitors glared at Liu Yan.
But at this time, they are not good to go up and make trouble.
Zhou Yanxi's lips twitched too.
"Jin Yue, are you really sure... Xiaoyan is right?"
Tang Jinyue was also taken aback.
How could this painting method be Tang Yin's painting skills?
Moreover, I have never seen such a painting method before.
His thoughts flashed past, and Tang Jinyue was a little uncertain and said: "Or... maybe he has other plans."
the other side.
"Xiaoya, can you see what Liu Yan is painting?" Yi Na couldn't help asking.
"I...I don't know how to draw." Xiaoya said embarrassedly.
Although she doesn't know how to draw, she can see that Liu Yan's just a few strokes were clearly scribbles.
At the same time, Ye Jiajia has sketched a beautifully contoured mountain on the drawing board.
The progress of the paintings of the two of them are all projected on the screen through the advanced projector in the lecture hall.
and so!
Even the person sitting at the back of the lecture hall can see clearly.
Many people couldn't help but laugh.
They can already predict the result of this competition.
but!
In the crowd, there was a middle-aged man wearing a hat and glasses, his eyes shrinking slightly.
That gaze couldn't help but retracted from the curtain, and fell on Liu Yan tightly.
"This young man... does it have inner strength?"
"Good! Good!"
"Unexpectedly, a student from Xinghui University, when he was painting, could sway his inner strength into a natural state. This is not a simple painting, but his inner strength is controlling his pen and ink..."
"This painting, no matter how ugly he is, it is a rare calligraphy!"
The middle-aged man stared at Liu Yan's every move intently as if he had discovered the New World.
He believes!
Let those warriors at the peak of external power get this painting, and it will inevitably be treasured as a priceless treasure.
after all!
It is not easy to break through from the level of external power to the level of internal power.
And a painting that contains inner strength, no matter how ugly, is also the treasure that the outer strength fighters dream of.
This middle-aged man, he himself is a warrior who has just broken through from the pinnacle of external power to the low level of internal power, so he knows very well how valuable such a calligraphy is.
And the reason why he was able to break through was precisely because he unintentionally saw some inner power in a painting.
"When he finishes painting, no matter how much money, I will buy this painting on the spot!"
The middle-aged man was extremely excited.
He couldn't even sit still, and wanted to rush up immediately and book Liu Yan's paintings.
but!
He still suppressed the impulse in his heart.
Waiting quietly.
At this moment, Liu Yan, after drawing a messy outline with a few large brushes, continued to mess around on the rice paper with his pen.
In a blink of an eye!
A dozen ink dots of different sizes landed on the rice paper.
At this moment, the whole painting looks even more ugly.
But Liu Yan didn't care at all.
He threw the pen, holding four different types of brushes in each hand, and dipped them in ink.
then!
I saw Liu Yan drew on the left and right.
"I'm going! He... what is he doing? What about monkey play?"
"Hahaha... When did the archaeology department become a monkey opera troupe? It's really funny."
"Damn, I think he really came to be funny."
"Even though he is already defeated, it would be nice to let us watch a monkey show, right?"
"Hehe, that's right, the dance is pretty good."
"Don't tell me, he is not very good at painting, but his skill is really good. After vacated, the few brushes in his hand can still paint on rice paper. If there is no real skill, it will be true. No way."
"In my opinion, people in the sports department may not be able to do this."
"What's the use of kung fu? Don't forget, today's competition is Chinese painting. What's more, he must use Tang Yin's painting skills to paint, otherwise, he will have to lose."
"It's fun to jump..."
Many people are already waiting for the final result with the heart of watching the show.
But Liu Yan's movements are getting faster and faster.
In a blink of an eye, there was actually a feeling of speed.
Various types of brushes, fast drawing, penetrating the back of the paper.
Sometimes there was no ink on the pen, and Liu Yan moved up and down, and the brush in his hand was dipped in some ink again.
Then, continue to move like flowing water...
Doodle one pass!
Gradually, the outline of a landscape ink painting finally appeared.
However, it was too rough and ugly.
Mountains are not like mountains!
The tree is not like a tree!
Stone is not like stone!
Water is not like water!
No matter how you look at it, it is a landscape painting that is too abstract.
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