Chapter 3499: Is she a joke or a myth?

Qin Painting and Calligraphy could not help but admire Qi Ruyan secretly in his heart.
Don't think that Qi Ruyan is small and tall, but his mind is very powerful.
Any idea that came up just now can be used to play with the surname Song.
If she thinks about it, she must have only one trick is to make her aunt give a low score, but Qi Ruyan is using ink sticks as hands and feet, and rice paper as hands and feet, one by one, fits closely together, so that the surname is Song. The little couldn't write without saying, and it was a lot of time that was delayed at once.
Soon, the little will be in a mess, right? Ha ha!
Qin Calligraphy and Painting triumphantly looked at his work, and it was almost finished. There was only one window left on the dome of Notre Dame Cathedral, which could be done in a few minutes.
And the little bitch? Haha, haven't you written yet?
Qin Painting and Calligraphy happily continued to create with a few strokes.
now.
Seeing through the conspiracy of Qin calligraphy and painting, Song Song's expression became solemn.
No, she can no longer take the path of getting help from the teacher. She has no time to change the paint and paper.
She has only one way-that is to make mistakes and use this waste paper to create an unexpected picture scroll.
Concentrating, she rethinks.
It took ten minutes to reimagine the picture.
The judges on the stage saw that there was only such a girl in the audience. Until the last moment, the paper was still blank, and could not help secretly wondering.
The media reporters were also very interested, and turned the camera to Song Song. They wanted to know what kind of medicine she sold in the gourd, so why didn't they write?
And the most pleasant one should belong to Professor Qin.
She sneered: "A scumbag who skipped class every day and uttered a lot of words in my class. It was a joke to come to the competition! Does she think that elegant art is the same as her third-rate comics? A shame! You can't even mention pens. "
On the cheerleading team, Hadye was nervous.
He has a feeling that Song Song must be in trouble, otherwise he won't stop writing halfway.
It's a pity that he can't leave the stage in the audience. He can only command the cheerleading team and wave banners to cheer, but because of the rules of the game, he is limited to waving banners instead of making voices.
When hearing his aunt’s harsh comments from the judges, Had Ye’s always sunny and enthusiastic expression sank--
joke?
Whether it's a joke or a myth, it doesn't count as anyone said before the last second!
Had Ye closely watched Song Song's every move, and he was fully responsible for her.
In the last ten minutes, Song Song finally got his pen!
I saw her unfolding the scroll with one hand, holding the pen diagonally with the other, dancing quickly.
The whole person is full of calm and quiet aura, so that Qin Ye who is far away in the audience can feel a kind of comfort like a spring breeze.
I don’t know what Song Song painted? Why does she look so stretched and confident, exuding the light of a goddess.
Had Ye was suddenly very curious.
He is so contradictory! He was worried that the time was too fast and Song Song would not have time to finish the painting, and he was worried that the time was too slow, he would have to wait a long time to see Song Song's works.
In his conflicting expectations, time finally passed by minute by minute.
Song Song stopped writing one second before the game stopped!
Qin Ye breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that the whole person felt a kind of prostration: Great, Song Song's work was completed, leaving no regrets.
On the contrary, Professor Qin and Qin Calligraphy, as well as Qi Ruyan in the audience, frowned: That has finished painting? !