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Chapter two hundred and twenty first painting

"Want to appreciate my paintings? Hahaha... If you have a discerning eye, then I'm here!"

Hearing that he wanted to be the first to appreciate his paintings, the Tongzhou Washer fan confidently took the paintings and walked up. He didn't see the hesitant behavior of the paid painting students around him, and

Xiyinting's helpless look.

And when he passed by Su Pingan, he even glanced at Su Pingan contemptuously, and then said with some pride: "I know that I am not your opponent in terms of painting skills, but in terms of speed, you are already mine.

My men were defeated, hahaha..."

Su Ping'an was startled when he heard this, and then smiled a little.

He didn't expect that Xi Tongzhou would admit so frankly that his painting skills were not good, and even said it in public. From this point of view alone, this guy was not that bad.

However, what this guy said later seemed a bit childish, which really made people dumbfounded.

After that, the copper-washing boat stood in front of the holy table, and then with a wave of his hand, he spread the picture of "Old Cow Eating Young Grass" in his hand on the holy table, which was very impressive.

Immediately afterwards, there was an immediate reaction on the tabletop of the holy table, and a faint light appeared. Just when everyone thought that the painting of washing the copper boat was about to produce results, the next scene made everyone stunned.

I saw that under the eyes of everyone, the painting of washing the copper boat slowly turned into ashes after the white light passed, as if it was burned by an invisible flame. Then a breeze blew by, and finally connected a little

No ashes were left.

"this……"

Seeing this result, all the students in the Huadao Branch were stunned. Even Xiyinting's usually calm and confident face showed a momentary look of astonishment, and then he said with a helpless smile: "This guy

, it really never disappoints!”

Xi Tongzhou was stunned when he saw this scene, and then asked the student who hosted the event: "What's going on? I'm done commenting now?"

The student's face looked like he wanted to laugh but was embarrassed to smile, and his face turned red. Then he explained: "Painting Sea Holy Table only reviews paintings that are at least silver quality, and it will not give out the rest of the scrolls."

Respond."

"Even if there is no response, I should at least return my paintings. What's going on now that the paintings are gone?" Xi Tongzhou asked.

"That's because your painting... is so bad that it makes the Holy Table feel that there is no need to exist at all, so..." The student could hardly hold back the smile on his face.

As soon as these words were spoken, someone among the surrounding crowd burst into laughter first, followed by laughter.

"I'm going to laugh you to death. The painting of the third son of the Xi family is so bad that he can't even look at the holy table. He just burned it away, hahaha..."

"I knew this thing was totally funny!"

"I really admire his courage. I think he might be the first one to make the Holy Table burn the scrolls directly. This is considered an amazing achievement, hahaha..."

After listening to the explanation, Xi Tongzhou did not expect this result, and froze on the spot in embarrassment.

He knew that his painting was bad, but he didn't expect that it would be so bad that he would be burned directly by the Holy Table?

This is too embarrassing!

"Next one..."

In the end, even Xiyin Pavilion couldn't stand looking at it anymore. In order to avoid the awkward atmosphere, he quickly opened his mouth and let the painting appraisal proceed downwards.

The next people who came forward were some folk literary cultivators who came to the Wen Palace for exchanges. There were not many people participating in this quick painting, only a dozen or so. But when they spread the painting on the holy table, although the holy table

He didn't directly destroy their paintings like he did with the copper boat washers, but he didn't give any unnecessary response.

To paraphrase the previous student in charge, none of their paintings are of silver quality, so the Holy Table will not evaluate them.

This made those folk literary cultivators sigh: "It's so difficult. I'm always in a hurry for quick painting, but I still want to paint a painting to silver quality. This means that the difficulty has suddenly increased several times!"

"Yes, I'm afraid not even the students from the Hua Dao Branch can complete a test like this!"

Everyone nodded in unison.

And next, it was the turn of the students from the Hua Dao Branch. After learning from the mistakes of the folk literature cultivators, even they were a little nervous now.

Then the first student came up. He painted a landscape painting with a simple frame, so the degree of completion was relatively high. However, the details were a bit rough. It could be seen that he was a little reluctant to complete the painting within the specified time.

of.

However, when his paintings were spread on the holy table, a white light soon appeared on the table, and then a shining star appeared on the smooth, mirror-like table. The star formed a projection above the table.

It was so bright and dazzling that everyone was amazed for a moment.

"Look, the Holy Table has reacted!"

"A one-star rating is the recognition of a sage!"

"It's not easy. Finally, someone has made a silver-quality painting!"

The students from the Huadao Branch were the first to achieve results, which shocked many students who followed and felt their faces were brighter.

The student who made this painting also waved his fist in excitement, then he raised his eyebrows in demonstration at Su Pingan, and said pointedly: "Did you see, this is the painting of our Wen Gong students?"

Strength, I hope some people don’t think that just because they have some fame outside, they can be arrogant. They must know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!”

Hearing the student's words, Su Ping'an chuckled lightly, and then replied: "Does that mean you are an outsider, outside the world?!"

"I……"

This question immediately stunned the student.

If he said that he was, in front of so many literary students, it would be too arrogant.

But if you say no, then you are not slapping yourself in the face, and you will look very cowardly.

This made the student not know how to answer for a while.

Seeing the student's reaction, Su Ping'an curled up his lips with disdain, then he ignored the student, but turned back to Xiyinting and said directly: "I think the next painting appraisal will not be necessary, right?

, anyway, this competition is just between you and me, they are just passing by, and besides... I don't pay attention to them at all based on their strength, so I will just start appreciating the paintings of the two of us.

"

As soon as Su Ping'an said these words, he undoubtedly offended many students from the Hua Dao Branch, and the voices around him denounced him in waves.

"Arrogant!"

"presumptuous!"

"This guy is so arrogant!"

Xiyinting also frowned. He didn't expect Su Pingan to be so direct, but after pondering for a long time, he finally nodded in agreement, "Okay, since that's what you asked for, then come. But... you

Should I come first?!"

Su Ping'an didn't answer, but he took his painting directly to the holy table, and then spread the painting paper on it without saying a word and waving his hand...


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