Everyone advised Leng Ruobing to paint on the spot, hoping to bring her relationship with Leng Ruobing closer.

Leng Ruobing just smiled faintly and said, "I don't have a high level of painting, so I won't be ugly."

"The so-called painting is just to please the heart. If you really worry about whether it is good or not, you will fall into a bad situation. President Leng, even if he doesn't draw well, you can try it.

Moreover, I heard that President Leng is very interested in painting. There are so many painters here. After President Leng paints, they can also improve with President Leng."

The sinister Wu Jun said with a smile at this time.

Leng Ruobing shook her head and said, "Let's forget it."

At this point, it was hard for everyone to persuade him anymore, so they could only give up in despair.

The name of the Iceberg Beauty is worthy of its name!

"Um?"

Suddenly, Xiao Zheng felt a cold look sweeping towards Leng Ruobing, and the murderous aura that was revealed in an instant was captured by him.

The instinct left over from his years of fighting immediately made him alert and he looked up and looked over.

"It's that painter!"

Xiao Zheng discovered that the painter who was in black clothes was now looking at Leng Ruobing with a cold look, but it was very hidden.

If Xiao Zheng hadn't been shocking in spirit, he wouldn't have noticed it!

"This person has something to do with it!"

Xiao Zheng suddenly felt a little nervous and sneered, "Dare to attack Leng Ruobing in front of him, and he doesn't want to live anymore!"

After thinking a little, Xiao Zheng had a plan in his mind. He laughed and squeezed to Leng Ruobing, "What this gentleman said just now makes sense. I just happened to be itchy. Since you don't want to draw, please let me do it."

This sudden scene made everyone feel a little overwhelmed.

Everyone looked at Xiao Zheng with a confused look on his face.

Who is this guy?

They are trying their best to get some relationship with Leng Ruobing, but they end up with such a person coming out and disrupted the atmosphere in one go.

Everyone couldn't help but look over, and then they found that the man seemed to have come with Leng Ruobing, and there was something to do with Leng Ruobing.

"Xiao Zheng, what are you doing!"

Leng Ruobing was a little angry.

"Hehe, draw."

Xiao Zheng smiled.

As he said that, Xiao Zheng stepped into the drawing area, picked up a brush and a piece of cooked rice paper, found a table next to the black painter and sat down.

The painter in black just looked at Xiao Zheng coldly, and did not speak, lowered his head and started painting again.

Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and observed the man's every move.

At this time, Leng Ruobing was also a little angry and subconsciously approached Xiao Zheng, as if he wanted to say something.

A cold light flashed in the black-clothed painter's eyes.

"Hey, I want to attack in front of me?" Xiao Zheng sneered slightly.

The brush was slapped heavily on the inkstone, sucking ink, and gently stroked the rice paper.

Suddenly, a thick string of ink flew out of the brush and hit the black-clad painter in the face.

The painter in black was originally preparing to act, but was shocked by this sudden accident and his movements suddenly stopped.

When others saw this scene, they couldn't help but be speechless. At this level, they still want to draw? They can't even hold on to the pen.

Leng Ruobing covered her forehead with a helpless expression. She had no choice but to let him go for Xiao Zheng's lazy personality.

At this time, Xiao Zheng said to the black-clad painter with a "ah": "I'm sorry, I haven't picked up a pen for a long time, and I'm not used to it."

He was apologizing in words, but there was a smug smile on his face, so he didn't mean to apologize.

Everyone was speechless when they saw this.

Leng Ruobing was slightly angry, feeling that Xiao Zheng's actions were a bit too much.

The young painter looked at Xiao Zheng coldly and said, "It's okay."

He did not continue to pursue the matter, then picked up a white cloth on the table and wiped off the ink from his face calmly.

Then the painter in black did not leave, and continued to pick up the brush and continued to paint in his hand. When everyone saw this scene, they secretly admired that this man was really attentive to painting!

Xiao Zheng smiled.

It seems that this young painter has not given up yet!

Obviously, the young painter is now looking for an opportunity to continue attacking Leng Ruobing, so he did not look for an opportunity to leave, but still painted.

"I want to see what methods you have!"

Xiao Zheng smiled coldly, then took the paintbrush and started drawing on the rice paper.

He painted very quickly, and he was almost like bringing out a phantom of this brush.

When everyone saw this scene, they were speechless again. It was obvious that they were painting. Even the heroes in the painting world who were like flying brushes would not be so doodled. Can such a doodle be drawn? Can ghost drawing talismans be drawn?

A burst of black lines appeared on Leng Ruobing's forehead.

At this time, the crowd was a little turbulent because of Xiao Zheng's actions. The black-clothed painter saw this opportunity, and a cold light flashed in his eyes and reached into his pocket.

Xiao Zheng was always observing this person's behavior. He saw his pocket bulging, as if he was carrying something. He sneered, stretched out his feet like lightning, and stepped on the instep of the black-clothed painter.

"ah!"

The painter in black screamed and fell to the ground.

How great is Xiao Zheng’s power? The black-clad painter couldn’t bear it at all, and one foot was almost stomped down!

"Um?"

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

What happened just now?

The black-clothed painter's facial muscles kept twitching, stopping his screams. He knew that he would never attract attention at this time.

Then he stood up without a humming voice and walked out.

Obviously, he knew that this action had failed and was not ready to stay.

"Hey, handsome guy, don't leave."

Seeing this, Xiao Zheng fell a few strokes and smiled at Leng Ruobing, "I've painted it, I'm a myth in the art world. I'm giving you this masterpiece."

After saying that, Xiao Zheng also stood up and walked towards the painter in black.

When everyone heard what Xiao Zheng said, he couldn't help but leaned over and looked at it. He couldn't help laughing.

This is a painting, it is simply a ghost painting talisman!

Mountains are not like mountains, and water is not like water, a fuzzy mass.

Leng Ruobing was so angry when he saw this painting. Xiao was here to make trouble! He wanted to make trouble for Xiao Zheng, but Xiao Zheng had already slipped away at this time.

When the staff saw this scene, they couldn't help but shake their heads and walked up to throw away the painting. His hands had just touched the painting and suddenly changed!

When the staff member came into contact with this painting, a strange change suddenly occurred on the place on the painting.

It turned out that a vague ink suddenly stretched out, as if there was an invisible hand painting there, and then an exquisite picture suddenly formed!
Chapter completed!