I saw that Ye Xiu's pen was like a dragon and a snake, and he was like a god, swaying freely without any pause.
At the same time, the pen tip never leaves the white paper!
"This is...'One stroke opens the world'!"
"Oh my God, this long-lost skill has reappeared!"
“I’m not dreaming, right?!”
Several old men couldn't wait to run up to Ye Xiu and stared at the desk.
Someone asked in confusion: "What's the matter with 'making a fortune with one stroke'?"
A knowledgeable person explained: “It means that everything is completed in one stroke from creation to completion.
During this period, the pen tip will not leave the paper even half an inch, and it cannot be stained with ink.
It requires extremely high painting skills and control to complete."
Someone else asked: "Can't even the masters do it?"
One of the old men heard this and shook his head: "We can't do it unless we practice calligraphy and painting for another thirty years!"
Another old man echoed: "It's okay to write a few cursive characters, but it's not okay to paint."
Hiss!
Immediately there was a gasp.
What even several recognized great painters and calligraphers cannot do, can this humble guy do it?
Bai Yujie looked at what was previously a blank piece of paper, but now had a prototype of a famous painting on it, and her eyes changed when she looked at Ye Xiu.
A bold thought came to mind: "Could it be...that he is really a Taoist?"
With everyone having different thoughts, after ten minutes, Ye Xiu put away his pen.
Bai Yujie and the old men who were surrounding him saw this new painting, their pupils dilated, their mouths opened wide, and they were so shocked that they were speechless.
What Ye Xiu drew was a picture of a real dragon soaring into the sky.
The dragon body is winding, and every inch of the dragon scales on it is extremely delicate.
The slender dragon whiskers float, giving people the feeling that the wind is really blowing.
The pair of dragon eyes are even more agile and full of domineering and nobility.
Bai Yujie covered her mouth, she was afraid that she would scream.
Anyone who sees this painting for the first time will definitely be deeply shocked.
As for the old men, after they came to their senses, their eyes showed firmness, and they all grabbed Ye Xiu's arms with great eagerness.
"Sell this painting to me and I'll pay you two billion!"
"Bah, you old guy is thinking nonsense. Two billion for this painting is not enough. I will pay three billion!"
"I offer 3.5 billion. Considering our friendship over so many years, just give it to me."
"It's a beautiful idea. In the worst case, we will break off our friendship. I want to order this painting!"
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Everyone looked at these respected seniors who now looked like vegetable farmers arguing over a few cents in the market, and they were all shocked.
Some people thought it was too exaggerated and couldn't help but go up and take a look.
When I saw it, I froze on the spot.
More and more people came forward to watch.
Then each one seemed to have been cast a body-fixing technique.
There is nothing profound about Ye Xiu's paintings, you can understand them at a glance.
It's not like some hyped painters who just doodle a few times, declare it to be abstract, and then sell it for sky-high prices.
His paintings are easy to understand and anyone can see the meaning in them.
Even a fool can see how precious this painting is.
Because of this, when everyone reacted, they all clamored to buy it.
Everyone was so noisy that they were red-faced and incompatible with each other.
What? Do you think you can give in based on years of friendship?
Sorry, we broke off the relationship on the spot!
Anyone with some financial resources is extremely eager to get this painting in their pocket.
Not only because I love it, but also because this painting is so brilliant.
At certain critical moments, giving it to key people will play an incredible role.
Faced with the chaotic scene, Ye Xiu proposed to use an auction to determine the ownership of the painting.