Zhao Ru was so angry that her chest heaved violently again.
The other party actually said that he was not qualified to be targeted by him?
What a loud tone!
I am the world's leading fashion designer, and even those international kings and queens are not qualified to be so arrogant in front of me.
Who does this guy think he is, a big shot who can shake up the country just by stamping his feet?
"Hmph! I'm too lazy to be acquainted with you. I just want to see what tricks you can do."
Zhao Ru crossed her arms on her chest and stared at Yang Mu coldly. Anyway, the other party would definitely make a fool of herself next, so she was too lazy to argue anymore.
Arguing with this kind of person is really lowering yourself.
Looking at what Yang Mu took from Yujia, Zhao Ru and others had some doubts in their eyes.
What Yujia brought were a few brushes and paints for oil paintings.
"What exactly are you going to do?"
Not only Zhao Ru and others, Yujia was also very confused.
Although he followed Yang Mu's request and brought him what he wanted, it was completely unclear what he wanted.
Yang Mu glanced at the clothes in the room that did not satisfy Yujia, and took a set of light purple Hanfu from them.
"You just said that although you like this outfit very much and it matches your temperament, it is too small to impress people. By then, it will not be able to attract people's attention on foreign stages! Right?
"
Yang Mu looked at Yujia and asked.
Yuga nodded.
Yang Mu spread the clothes on the table in front of him, squeezed out some paints, and continued:
"If this suit of clothes can become more stunning without changing the original shape, will it be able to meet your requirements?"
"That's right! But how is it possible? Are you—"
When Yujia saw Yang Mu dipping a brush into white paint, he immediately realized something and said in shock, "You don't want to draw on these clothes, do you?"
Yang Mu did not answer the call.
But his next behavior meant that Yujia had indeed guessed correctly.
I saw Yang Mu moving extremely fast, like mercury pouring down, and writing like a dragon. White traces appeared on his clothes.
By this moment, everyone knew what he wanted to do!
"I thought it was a magic trick! Are you going to do some processing on the clothes we made?"
"This is a good idea! But who does he think he is, a master of Chinese painting? When Miss Yujia wears this dress, all the details on her body will be infinitely magnified! The things he painted can withstand countless
Are you looking for something wrong with your eyes?"
"Hahaha! Master of Chinese painting? I have never seen a master of Chinese painting who uses paint!"
"Hey, what do you think? His painting seems pretty good. This...is this a fox? A nine-tailed fox?"
…
Everyone was sarcastic at first, but as Yang Mu's portrait gradually took shape, their voices gradually became quieter.
In the end, no one spoke, and everyone looked at the image Yang Mu painted on the clothes in amazement.
As time continued to pass, the sound of swallowing saliva and rapid breathing continued to be heard in the silent room.
People opened their eyes wide and looked at the lifelike nine-tailed white tiger that looked like it was about to jump out of its clothes. They felt a kind of shock coming from the depths of their souls.
They actually felt a mysterious and noble aura in this painting, as if the nine-tailed fox was a real spiritual beast.
As Yang Mu added flowers, plants and trees of different colors beside the nine-tailed fox, as well as hazy clouds and mist in the distance, as well as the continuous green mountains in the clouds and mist, the shock from the depths of the soul became even more intense.
Yujia's eyes were wide open and shining with a frightening light, like a woman who loves jewelry when she sees a rare treasure.
"How about now, do you feel satisfied with this dress?"
Yang Mu threw away the pen in his hand, looked at Yujia and asked.
Zhao Ru hurriedly walked towards Yang Mu, wanting to pick up the clothes and take a closer look.
"Don't touch it! This is my thing!"
Yujia screamed and ran over to block Zhao Ru, as if she was worried about being taken away or damaged.
Zhao Ru was startled by Yujia, came back to her senses, and said with a wry smile:
"I was presumptuous! The paint on the clothes is not dry yet, so you can't touch it. But don't worry, I just walked closer to observe, and I won't reach out to touch it."
Yujia then stepped aside, but still stared with wide eyes, fearing that the pictures on his clothes would be touched.
This scene undoubtedly showed that she was extremely satisfied with the clothes in front of her!
“So beautiful!”
Ruan Tang's eyes also shone, and then he thought of something, put his hands on his hips, and looked at the group of people who had just mocked Yang Mu.
"How about it? Is my brother Mu powerful? Humph! He can easily transform decay into magic. Compared to you, he is far behind! Are you worthy of mocking him? Apologize quickly!"
The little girl obviously held a grudge, her eyes widened, as if she wanted to stab these people with her eyes.
Everyone looked at each other for a few times, and then one of the middle-aged men gave Yang Mu a thumbs up:
"Awesome! Really awesome! I am the frog in the well. I don't know that there is a sky outside the world, and there are people outside the world. I hope you don't mind what I said just now. I hereby solemnly apologize to you!"
The others saw this and started to apologize.
These people were convinced.
Even though they have little experience in painting, they are not blind!
The nine-tailed white fox painted by Yang Mu really shocked them.
Ruan Tang was now satisfied. He looked at the Hanfu with envy and said to Yang Mu, "Brother Mu, can you draw one for me too?"
"Okay. What do you want me to draw?"
Yang Mu pinched Ruan Tang's face and asked with a smile.
As for the people apologizing on the side, he didn't even look at them, just like before, he didn't even look at them when others were sarcastic.
Ruan Tang pondered for a few seconds and said with a sad face: "I don't know."
"That means I can express myself freely?" Yang Mu said with a smile.
Ruan Tang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Yang Mu smiled and said, "Then go and choose a piece of clothing you like."
Ruan Tang turned around, quickly brought a white Hanfu, and took the initiative to spread it on the table nearby.
After a while, Yang Mu started writing again.
Including Yujia and Zhao Ru, everyone looked at him again, wanting to see what he would draw this time.
Not long after, a mysterious blue bird appeared in Yang Mu's painting.
Compared with the Qingqiu nine-tailed fox, this blue bird has the same noble and mysterious feeling, a little less charming and more ethereal and pure.
“So beautiful!”
"This...is this Qingluan from "The Classic of Mountains and Seas"? No! To be more precise, the nine-tailed fox also comes from "The Classic of Mountains and Seas"!"
"God! How do I feel? If these two clothes appear in fashion week, they will definitely cause shock! By then, not only the people wearing the clothes will be noticed, but also our Chinese culture. Maybe those foreign countries will pay attention to it.
Will people buy a copy of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" and go back and read it?"
Everyone was extremely excited as they spoke to each other.
Zhao Ruze didn't know what she was thinking of, but when she looked at Yang Mu, her eyes were shining, as if she was about to swallow him into her stomach.