Chapter 314: you like him?

Ning Xuemo was a little stunned. With such a small requirement, she will naturally not sing against the other side.
Taking the opportunity to open Ji Yunhuang's hand and walked over.
Ji Yunhuang froze for a moment, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he seemed to be suspicious, and finally shut up. Only told Ning Xuemo behind his back: "Xue Mo, be careful ..."
Ning Xuemo didn't return, she just compared her hands with scissors backwards to prove that she understood.
She finally saw the painting just drawn by Han Shanyue. Suddenly my heart moved!
It is a half-painted landscape. The mountains are stacked, the heights are different, the clouds are covered by fog, and among the mountains, there is a waterfall.
This ... This is actually something like the scene she saw after the disappearance of the ninth peak of Tianshu Mountain!
Ning Xuemo looked up at the master Han Shanyue and looked at her from the side. The face of the master was still a little fuzzy, and she could not see his face at such a close distance ...
A thought suddenly came to Ning Xuemo's mind.
Wouldn't this Master Han Shanyue be the nine transfiguration? !!
She was taken aback by her thoughts and couldn't help looking at him again.
Han Shanyue didn't look at her, only ordered: "grind."
The palm fell on the half-painted drawing paper, and a sudden white smoke suddenly appeared from that drawing paper, and the entire drawing paper disappeared instantly.
Ning Xuemo: "... Why ruined this painting?" She felt a little distressed. The painting had both form and spirit. When she saw the first look, she wanted to see the second one. The illusion ...
Although Ning Xuemo didn't know much about painting, it should be Zhang Chenggong's work that can easily bring people into the artistic conception of painting? What a pity to ruin! She could sell her a lot of money for her ...
"Stained." Han Shanyue answered briefly.
The distressed boy's face was also distressed. They are child prodigies of painting, and they are considered genius young artists. This time they were invited by the tea house to fight for the master Han Shanyue. They were naturally very willing to come.
I just saw Han Shanyue's paintings. He saw the dragons and snakes with his pen. The landscape appeared in his pen as if alive, and they were intoxicated ...
Although they only completed half of the paintings, in their eyes it was already a peerless treasure, but they did not expect the master to destroy it!
They didn't even see where the stain was ...
After much thought, it was the sudden noise of these two people that disturbed the master! Only let this peerless work be destroyed!
The two boys glanced at Ning Xuemo with a resentful glance.
Ning Xuemo only did not see it, but smiled: "It's just a small flaw, why is the master seeking such perfection?"
At this point, the two painting boys have unrolled a piece of drawing paper and laid it flat.
Ning Xuemo was also sloppy, she polished the ink three or two times, somehow it was like biting her hand, she just studied the ink, and her fingertip broke a little bit. She couldn't reach it, and a drop of blood dripped into the ink.
"I'll re-grind it?" Ning Xuemo knew that the painting master in front of him was a perfectionist and desperately wanted to pour out the ink stained with her blood.
"Anyway." Han Shanyue raised his hand and pressed on the platform.
Ning Xuemo was too late and was being pressed on the back of his hand.
The palm of his hand was as cold as ice, and Ning Xuemo was frozen and snoring, and frowning was about to withdraw ...