Chapter 1500: Fail

Miss Wen came out of the crowd and blessed everyone, saying: "The little girl will draw a few strokes at the first meeting, and she is willing to present a picture of Samsung's life for Uncle Jiang."
Miss Wen's appearance was good, Jiang Yulang's eyes brightened, and she smiled slightly.
In the heart of Miss Wen, she rejoiced a hundred times, and immediately removed the drawing board, paper and other things from Xumi's ring, and spread the paper to adjust the ink ...
Although it hasn't been opened yet, this set of preparations has made people feel better.
Ms. Wen is very skillful and her paintings are extremely fast. In a short time, the seven-point outline has appeared, but when the mountains are faint and the clouds are lingering, the three legendary good elders of Fulu Shou have jumped on the paper. On the paper.
The middle-aged man in Huafu secretly said: "The surname Wen didn't hit me. His sister's painting skills have really reached the stage of entering the room, but his family background is really unbearable. How can he be a good match for Yulang? I just want to perfuse him. Since this woman is so good, I took a lot of thoughts and asked to be a young man for Yulang. I don't expect his writer to say anything. "
At the moment, she informed Jiang Yulang of the identity of Miss Wen and the thoughts in his heart.
Jiang Yulang heard the sound and did not comment.
Miss Wen's painting skills are really extraordinary. Gradually, more and more people are watching her painting.
There was a movement here, and the entire Peony Hall was a sensation, and people flowed towards it.
However, she said that Miss Wen's painting in public really attracted Jiang Yulang's attention and also attracted some jealousy.
Suddenly, a girl in red yelled, "Isn't it faint for one person to paint? Sister Mei has a wonderful painting, just to end up playing with this lady."
With that said, she stretched out a thin-skinned, sharp-eyed girl in purple and stepped into the midfield.
The girl in the purple dress was generous, looked around, smiled, and said, "The little girl can only draw a few strokes. How dare you make the painting, let alone the absolute, the sisters of the Zhou family really praise it."
The middle-aged middle-aged Chinese clothing stared in front of him: "Why is the niece of the Mei family overly humble? Once I have entered the venue, let me wait for an eye-opener to draw good and bad pictures, but for the sake of entertainment, don't take it seriously."
Having said that, Chongjiang Yulang said: "You practice in retreat all day long, or you do n’t know the origin of this woman. The father of this woman is the deputy minister of the presbyterian court in the Xia Presbyterian Hospital. The ambassador, you have to sell a few thin noodles when you see it. Like Miss Mei, who is such a noble lady, I ca n’t invite you. "
"Today, she is willing to come, and she is willing to end the game, and she has something to say to you. By then, no matter what her paintings are, you only have to pick out this painting by Miss Mei. Can you make a marriage, and in the long run? It ’s no difference to sell your personal relationship first.
Jiang Yulang still didn't answer, but nodded slightly.
Miss Mei was not afraid of the field, and smiled, "The elders are dead and dare not quit, the little girl is ugly."
In other words, Miss Wen Jia who was drawing in the heart thought with a smile: "Let her sister use paper and ink for a while."
The corners of her eyes were sharp, and although she smiled, she saw sharp edges.
Suddenly, a stack of snowflake paper by Miss Wen's drawing board floated out, and the cloth spread out, hanging in the air.
A few drops of plump or black or colorful juices flew in the air and were thrown at the drawing paper.
However, she saw that the Wen family sat down with her knees crossed, and a faint smoke was rising from the paper above her head.
As soon as this means came out, the scene was suddenly tumultuous.
"Out of the ghost, feeling the soul!"
"Who is this girl, who is so young that she has cultivated her soul? It's really amazing."
"This is the daughter-in-law of Mei's Academies, who has a family history, and it is no wonder that she has achieved such success in martial arts at a young age."
"........."
Cultivate to the sense of the soul, the ghost can leave the body free from the day, so Miss Mei can control the ink and drawing paper more exquisitely in order to use the soul and mind more exquisitely.
But her ghost is out of the body, and Wudao Xiu has no doubt revealed nature.
Of course, the Northern Sacred Court is a splendid and prosperous world of practice. It is naturally easier than the Great Viet Nam realm.
But not all cats and dogs are able to achieve this situation.
Miss Mei's ability to achieve a sense of soul at this age is already outstanding among women.
However, it was said that Miss Mei's ghost was separated from her body, her soul was written as a pen, and Zhang Molin drew painting, which immediately caused a great sensation and cheered.
Miss Wen's mind was full of emotions. She first entered the new realm and was not stable.
In addition, she usually draws paintings either in Shengui or Yujingyuan, all of which are quiet and peaceful places, which greatly facilitates her to show her talents.
But now the scene is hustle and bustle, she was already upset, and Miss Mei suddenly came to the battle, which made her suffer and lose her restlessness.
At this moment, Miss Mei showed the extraordinary martial arts realm, attracted the applause of the audience, just like crushing the last straw of the camel, which immediately made Miss Wen's heart collapse.
Ms. Wen shook her jade hand holding a paintbrush, and a large piece of ink stain stuck to Shou Xinggong's peaceful and peaceful face, and the scene was uproarous.
It was then that Miss Mei's painting was finished, her soul returned to her body, stood up, and punched the crowd: "Little girls are poor in painting, it is difficult to be in the elegant hall, to show ugliness, to show ugliness."
She drew a picture of a mountain of phoenixes. The paintings were full of color and quite meteorological, but that was just the case. Purely based on painting techniques, she naturally lost too much to Miss Wen.
However, at this time, the victory and defeat have been divided, and the competition has been judged. The winner deserves all praise.
At the moment, there was a lot of praise in the field, but most of them praised the "Vice Vice Mayor's Favor".
The girl in red whispered: "Sister Mei's superb skills immediately stunned the audience. The meanness of this surname was beyond her control, and she dared to look forward to such figures as Jiang Yulang. It should be strangely ugly."
Miss Mei said, "It's just a loss. What's so ugly? Wouldn't you be sorry if you didn't give her an unforgettable lesson?"
The girl in red brightened her eyes, and Miss Ms. Mei smiled proudly. As she approached Jiang Yulang, she said loudly, "Dare to ask Brother Jiang Shi these two paintings, which one is better?"
As soon as this word came out, the room was quite quiet, and everyone knew that the show was coming.
Ms. Wen's paintings are stained with ink, and they have clearly succeeded or failed.
The middle-aged voice of Huafu Jiang Yulang said: "It seems that Miss Mei is not easy to get along with, Yu Lang, having such a strict wife is a great blessing to you. Since Miss Wen wants to listen, you will say a few words. sentence."
Jiang Yulang's face was as usual, and he remained silent. He looked down on the mediocre Miss Wen Jia, but he did not like Miss Mei Jia, and he did not want to ridicule Miss Wen Jia in front of everyone. He felt sorry for the beauty, but he thought Acting in this way would stain his image as a jade gentleman.
At this moment, Miss Mei said, "If Brother Jiang Shi would like to clarify his mind here, he would not disappoint the brother. He would not hide the brother. He admired the brother for a long time. There was a total of immortal seas. My father had prepared a heavenly soul amulet, and only when he was accepted by the elder brother, the father used the heavenly amulet as a dowry and gave it to the elder brother.
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