Everyone was shocked all over, looking at the person who was chanting excitedly.

Even all the children were involuntarily excited when they looked at Ye Qiu.

"Oh... why do I feel so hot!"

"Yes, yes, my heart beats so fast!"

"This new friend is so beautiful. I just felt that I wanted to become that way too!"

Ye Qiu shook his arms and looked at a group of elementary school students, his heart full of expectations. These are the future of the country. In fifteen or twenty years, these children will become the support points of this country. Regardless of whether they are pillars or not, even if they are a red brick, they are indispensable.

If Ye Qiu was just trying to breathe, but when he was looking for poems to accompany paintings in the system, when he saw this article "Theory of Youth in China", Ye Qiu never had the idea of ​​being longer and shorter.

When painting, he really understood what art is. When he was digging out the theory before, Ye Qiu was actually half-understanding, but when he really held the soul and meaning to it, he was truly enlightened.

The finishing touch of the dragon is not only the dragon's eyes, but also the eyes of Ye Qiu. Otherwise, the skills of the perfect master of painting brought by the system are only craftsmanship. With gods, they are also false gods. Ye Qiu exaggeratedly believes that there is definitely a soul in this painting!

Even this feeling made Ye Qiu feel incredible. This was the first time he felt the existence of the soul, and it was the soul he created.

Ye Qiu felt in a dark sense that he was approaching the unknown mysterious realm.

Then Ye Qiu shouted with a bold heart: "What a beautiful young man in China, I will never grow old with the sky! What a magnificent young man in China, I will never have boundaries with the country!"

Everyone was stupid.

The parents at the scene were stupid, and the children were a little blindly excited, and they didn't even know why they were excited.

All netizens were also stupid.

"Hold the grass! Hold the grass! Hold the grass! How did this dragon survive?"

"Your mother is so evil!"

"Hello?"

"I'll go, this poem sounds very touching!"

People in the art world were completely confused.

"How is this possible? How can it be so vivid?"

“It’s simply incredible.”

The eight deans were all, and their expressions changed drastically, but their faces became extremely complicated. They were muttering involuntarily when they sat in front of the computer.

"Put the finishing touch! Powder the finishing touch!"

"Is this the legendary finishing touch?"

"How is this possible!"

Foreign netizens who have been paying attention to this incident were also shocked.

"My God! Am I watching a 3D movie?"

"It's so amazing! China's magical country is so incredible! Is this the divine dragon of China?"

"This painter is so awesome!"

Netizens all over the world were also impressed by this vivid dragon.

The directors of the Eight Great Deans realized that it was not that the painting was not vivid, but that they all misunderstood. They never expected that Ye Qiu could still have the finishing touch. They all sighed and posted on Weibo silently.

President of the Tianjin Institute: "It's ridiculous that we dare to comment on this."

All netizens were shocked.

"What does the old dean mean?"

President of Sichuan Institute: "The younger generation is terrifying! The younger generation is terrifying!"

"Skills are close to Tao! They can be called magical skills!"

"We are far behind! The master is not worthy of praise! Such a genius of calligraphy and painting are unprecedented and unparalleled!"

"I can't see where his end is!"

The comments of the Eight Deans were one after another, as if they wanted to exhaust any praise to express their admiration, and seemed to apologize for the previous comments.

All netizens were stunned.

"Has the Eight Deans changed their words?"

"What's going on? The Eight Deans said that he was not as good as this kid?"

"This...oh my god!"

"This world is crazy!"

The Eight Deans are the most authoritative in the Chinese art world. They master the peak techniques of Chinese painting and are all masters of the generation. However, these masters of the calligraphy and painting world are actually willing to give up on a young man, bow down to him, and give up the attribution of unprecedented people and no one to come. The entire Internet collapsed.

The cartoonists also felt numb. They found that they were so ridiculous. They were discussing art with such a person who made the eight deans reluctant to give up the disadvantage. They also said that they didn’t understand painting or art.

Ning Yuxi was completely stunned. Dr. Ye was too amazing.

Xia Qingqiu's eyelids couldn't help but thump. This kid was so evil. In fact, he didn't admit it, but he still had to admire Ye Qiu in his heart. At such a young age, he also had such attainments in medicine, calligraphy and painting. And don't forget that this kid is still a major general.

Among the three generations of Long Jing, who can compare with him? No... there is no other generation.

Although Qu Lingxi was also shocked, she was a little calmer because she had already predicted this result to a little.

Ye Qiu was excited at this time, watching the display value on the system screen start to rise continuously and is at the limit of upgrading!

boom!

The system screen suddenly lit up.

"Dingdong! Congratulations to the host, the value of the show-off has reached 1 billion and reached the upgrade standard... Start upgrading... Please stay tuned for more new features. This upgrade took 6 hours, and the countdown began 5:59:59..."

Ye Qiu almost jumped up suddenly and finally upgraded!

And it took only six hours, Ye Qiu was still a little upset at first. If the system upgrade took a long time, things would be completely out of his control, but in 6 hours, they could be successfully upgraded before dawn.

Ye Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the backup plan he had left was unnecessary.

Ye Qiu, who has no sense of crisis, feels very wonderful when looking at the whole world, and he has no intention of calculating with those cartoonists anymore. There are many reasons why Chinese comics are not successful, but they cannot completely die. Although Ye Qiu denies the artistic value of comics, the economic value cannot be ignored.

"It's done, now I can listen to me speak well. Really, if I don't take any work, I really think the man is a garlic."

Ye Qiu spread his hands, and the temperament of a master of Chinese painting disappeared without a trace, looking a little raspy.

Everyone was stunned, and they couldn't see through Ye Qiu. Before the World Medical Organization, which one is the genius doctor who is unafraid of art, a genius painter with unprecedented artistic attainments, or the young man who seems a little in front of him, who is him?

But now Ye Qiu is not afraid to underestimate him.
Chapter completed!