The two middle-aged men, neither convinced by the other, immediately moved to the study room, put out pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and prepared to compete.

But what to draw?

Yang Zhenyan suggested: "I remember when we first met my senior sister, we were in the school's lotus pond. Why don't we just draw lotus flowers and see who has the best association ability."

Painting without physical objects not only tests the painter's skills, but also tests his ability to associate.

Shen Jinhua was not happy when he heard this and said angrily: "Draw a picture of a bird, and you dare to mention the matter of senior sister. I think you are just showing off that your wife is here today."

The two of them pursued their senior sister together, but Yang Zhenyan succeeded first. Shen Jinhua was so angry that he ignored him for several days. In the end, he finally got rid of his hatred by brutally killing Yang Zhenyan in the school cafeteria.

That person, scene, and thing from those days are sweet memories for Yang Zhenyan, but for Shen Jinhua, they are nothing but fucked-up youth.

He doesn't draw.

Seeing him like this, Yang Zhenyan suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Then draw a bird!"

"Paint a bird?"

Shen Jinhua searched his memory and found that the memory of the senior sister in his mind had nothing to do with birds, so he nodded and said, "Okay, just draw birds."

So the two of them each occupied a table and started painting.

Lu Yun found it interesting and stood aside watching the two of them without disturbing them.

After waiting for a while, the two of them finished the paintings one after another and couldn't wait to ask Lu Yun to judge them.

Shen Jinhua said: "Doctor Lu, you just need to use your first impression to tell which one of us is the better at painting."

He knew that Lu Yun was not a professional connoisseur of calligraphy and painting, and he could not comment on anything, but he should still be able to tell who painted well and who painted poorly.

Yang Zhenyan also looked at him expectantly.

Lu Yun smiled and said: "Since you two asked me to comment, I will express my humble opinion. If there is something wrong in what I said, please don't laugh."

Lu Yun first took over Yang Zhenyan's painting, looked at it for a while and said:

"Yang Shengshou's paintings have heavy ink marks and vigorous strokes, giving people a very strong sense of power. The bird in the painting has its head raised and its eyes raised. The beak is long and sharp. Look at the bird on its neck.

This ring of feathers stands in the wind... Governor Yang is so ambitious!"

After Lu Yun finished his comments, both of them were surprised.

But before they could speak, Lu Yun immediately picked up Shen Jinhua's painting and continued:

"As for Mr. Shen's painting, although the artistry is not bad, the pen and ink are very strange, top-heavy, the front and back painting styles are extremely inconsistent, and it is even getting more and more messy...Mr. Shen, were you distracted when you were painting?"

"Doctor Lu, you..."

Shen Jinhua looked at Lu Yun in disbelief, with a surprised expression on his face.

When he started painting, he actually wanted to paint a high-spirited style like Yang Zhenyan, but as he was painting, he suddenly thought of his late wife.

When Shen Jinhua's wife was still alive, she often stayed with him and watched him paint silently.

It was under the influence of this emotion that his painting style was naturally affected.

The reason why things became more and more chaotic later was because Shen Jinhua thought of his second wife, Xu Huiling, and how she actually used evil things to harm him, so his mood fluctuated more and more.

In fact, it is difficult for laymen to detect this kind of emotional change and the feeling reflected on the painting paper. Only those who are truly knowledgeable and have reached the state of seeing people through paintings can truly discover the clues.

Lu Yun actually saw Shen Jinhua's emotional changes through this painting, and it was so accurate.

This shows that Lu Yun is a master of calligraphy and painting appreciation!

The two of them were quite shocked.

"I didn't expect that at such a young age, Divine Doctor Lu would have such a high level of appreciation of calligraphy and painting. This makes us so embarrassed!"

Yang Zhenyan felt ashamed, but soon his eyes lit up and he said: "Miracle Doctor Lu, since you are also a person in this way, how about you also paint a painting for us to pay our respects?"

Hearing this, Shen Jinhua also looked expectant.

Lu Yun looked strange and said, "Are you sure you want to watch me paint?"

They both nodded at the same time.

"Well, in that case, I'll show my shame, but I won't draw birds anymore, let's draw something else!"

Lu Yun rolled his eyes and suddenly became playful. He took the pen-and-ink drawing paper aside and said, "I'm a shy person, so I'd better wait until I finish the drawing before I show it to you!"

"It's okay, we understand."

Yang Zhenyan nodded. He knew that some people were not used to having people around when they were painting, so he and Shen Jinhua sat on the sofa in the living room and waited quietly.

About ten minutes later, Lu Yun came to the living room with drawing paper and said, "I've finished the drawing."

Finished the painting so quickly?

The two of them looked at each other, and both saw doubts in each other's eyes, but then they thought about it, maybe Lu Yun just had a high level of appreciation, and his painting ability was actually average, which is understandable.

After all, he is still so young.

"Since Divine Doctor Lu has such a strong understanding of calligraphy and painting, I believe that as long as he polishes it over time, he will definitely achieve something."

Yang Zhenyan had even begun to comfort Lu Yun not to be discouraged, but when he unfolded the painting handed over by Lu Yun, he jumped up from the sofa.

"Lu Lulu... Divine Doctor Lu, was this painting really painted by you?"

Yang Zhenyan was speechless. Shen Jinhua on the side looked puzzled at first. After he came over and took a look, he suddenly said in horror: "Yun, Yun... Master Yunlu?"

The characteristics of Master Yunlu's paintings are so distinctive that with just a few strokes, he can depict artistic conceptions that ordinary people cannot express.

Although they had never seen this painting before, they were very sure that it was the original work of Master Yunlu.

Lu Yun shyly scratched his head and said, "I am Master Yunlu."
Chapter completed!