Seeing Luo Wenbin's attitude of not taking them seriously, Ruan Hao and Fang Yue were very angry, but they could only endure it. Luo Wenbin's temper had always been very weird. If it was really

It probably won't make him angry.

He would not care if they kept pestering him all day long, and would leave immediately. Fortunately, these two people were not too impulsive. They waved to the boss and asked the boss to order people to put the tables together, and to serve them with pens, ink, paper and inkstones. [26nbsp

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Tianxiang Restaurant is the largest restaurant in Shengjing. I am used to dealing with these gentlemen on weekdays. Naturally, I understand that they are masters who cannot be offended, so I immediately arrange everything according to their requirements. Moreover, this is a famous event.

Jing's competition also brought in many more customers than him.

The white paper was spread out, Fang Yue discussed with Ruan Hao and said, "Then let's take flowers as the theme and use the meaning of flowers as the words in the title."

"It's up to you, I have no objection." For Luo Wenbin, anything he paints is painting, and he has never had any limitations.

The poor scholar standing on the right side obviously had no right to speak. The two of them could only bring him here because they felt that he had some foundation, and maybe he could shock Luo Wenbin at a critical moment.

Unfolding the white paper, Si Jun started to pick up the pen and dipped it in ink. The other three started to draw seriously and cautiously. Only Luo Wenbin put his left hand behind his back and held the pen in his right hand and moved the pen casually.

On paper.

Ruan Hao painted chrysanthemums, and Fang Yue painted begonias. Although the two of them were very irritable, their brushstrokes were so vivid that they could be regarded as masterpieces. Qiyin was looking at it while thinking in his heart.

Evaluation, and the poor scholar painted lotus flowers, and the elegant, orderly and swaying charm was very well captured, and he had a better chance of winning than these two people.

Looking at Luo Wenbin again, Qiyin has to sincerely admire his painting skills. The peonies he painted have different postures, are full of life, and bloom with vitality, as if they really take people into the blooming of flowers.

, go to the scene of peonies blooming.

Ruan Hao, who was next to Luo Wenbin, glanced at him, with a somewhat complicated look on his face. At this time, Luo Wenbin had already finished half of the painting, but he didn't want to run around in the lobby adding boiling water to each table.

The waiter was pushed by people who were crowding around to watch the fun, and he took several steps back due to unsteadiness on his feet. However, the teapot in his hand did not move, and it happened to fall on Luo Wenbin.
Chapter completed!