Suddenly, the whole place fell silent. Everyone held their breath and watched Ning Xiaogang painting on the rice paper.
The rice paper was hung on the blackboard. Ning Xiaogang's expression was very focused. His brush fell on the paper, rendering a patch of ink.
Seeing this, Yang Yi became interested. He propped his chin on one hand and looked ahead.
He also wanted to see if this Ning Xiaogang was really as good as the legend, and he should have some real ability, right?
However, when Ning Xiaogang painted the third stroke, Yang Yi basically made a judgment. He shook his head slightly and stopped looking at his painting.
I thought it was some kind of powerful character, but the structural concept was wrong, not to mention the overall painting, which is definitely not much better.
It seems that I still overestimated this "master."
Yang Yi simply stopped looking at him and sat bored.
Time flew by quickly, half an hour passed quickly.
Most of the children present had finished their paintings and showed them to their parents in order to get some praise.
However, the adults who were watching Ning Xiaogang's painting intently obviously did not have time to coax these children, so they all told their children to stop talking and enjoy the creation of famous paintings with them.
Those children had no choice but to sit beside their parents without interest, holding their own paintings and feeling very frustrated.
Tiantian also finished the painting. She happily raised the painting in her hand, and then said to Yang Yi, "Dad, look! I'm done! Does my painting look good?"
Yang Yi's eyes were attracted by Tiantian, and he looked at the painting carefully.
The painting shows a large green grassland full of flowers and grass. A mighty big tiger is standing on the top of a high mountain, and behind her is a little tiger.
The two tigers are close to each other, very cozy.
And high in the sky, there is a sun hanging , the sun shines in the sky and shines on the two tigers. A smiling face is painted on the sun, as if it is looking at the two tigers on the ground.
"It's so beautiful, my Tiantian is great."
"I can be a great painter in the future."
As Yang Yi spoke, he took out a tissue and wiped away the traces of the paint pen on Tiantian's face.
"Yeah! Tiantian will definitely work hard!"
Tiandian nodded, then raised his face, and obediently asked Yang Yi to wipe his face. He was very happy.
The voices of Yang Yi and his daughter were not loud, but the scene was very quiet, and the slightest movement could be heard. Therefore, the conversation between the two was heard by the surrounding parents.
The parents turned around and glared at Yang Yi, then turned away again.
"Who is it? Didn't you see Master Ning creating?"
Suddenly, Duan Zhonghua stood up, looked at Yang Yi and his daughter, and said at the top of his voice, "Are you talking so loudly to disturb Master Ning? Your daughter's painting is worthless, can it be compared to Master Ning's masterpiece?"
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Duan Zhonghua scolded loudly like a disciplinary committee member, but no one dared to speak. He stared at Yang Yi menacingly.
Hearing this, Yang Yi held Tiantian in his arms, and then looked at Duan Zhonghua with a cold face.
"Does it have anything to do with you if I'm talking to my daughter?"
Duan Zhonghua didn't expect that the young man in front of him would dare to talk back to him, and he suddenly lost his temper. He shouted angrily, "Are you blind? Can't you see that Master Ning is painting? You disturbed his train of thought.
Can you afford the compensation?”
"If you compete with us again, believe it or not, I will beat you up!"
Saying that, Duan Zhonghua lifted up his
He took off his sleeves and actually raised his arms.
"It doesn't matter, I've already finished this painting."
At this time, Ning Xiaogang gently put down the last stroke, then put the brush on the table, turned around and smiled.
"It's just that there was some noise just now, and there are some small flaws in the last stroke. This painting, I'm afraid."
As Ning Xiaogang spoke, he shook his head pretending to be regretful, then stepped aside and showed the entire painting in front of everyone. ??
All I saw was a landscape painting on the pure white rice paper.
White paper and black ink, high mountains and flowing water, small bridges and flying crows.
The whole painting is vigorous and powerful, which shows that he has profound painting skills.
When everyone saw it, their eyes lit up, and then, warm applause broke out.
"Okay! The painting is great!"
"You are truly a master. He can paint so well even when improvising!"
"Mr. Duan is really foresighted, these two million dollars are worth it!"
"A famous person is a famous person, but he is different from those small families. Master Ning's name will definitely spread throughout China in the future!"
Everyone praised him one after another. Ning Xiaogang still had the smiling expression on his face, but his heart felt extremely comfortable due to their praise.
Although these people don't understand art, they still have good taste.
Yang Yi raised his head and glanced at the painting that was praised by these people. After just one glance, he couldn't help but sneer.
This Ning Xiaogang is really mediocre. It is obvious that he is not very good at it. His paintings are only gorgeous on the surface, but not his real ability. Instead, he blames himself and Tiantian, saying that they disturbed him.
How ridiculous.
It turns out that the so-called painter is nothing more than that.
"Hey!"
"I said Did you take my words as deaf ears? Why are you laughing?"
Duan Zhonghua was originally unhappy with Yang Yi. So many parents came out to praise him just now, but he and his daughter were the only ones sitting here.
That's it, now he is openly sneering in front of so many people!
Isn’t this looking down on oneself and making it difficult for oneself to step down?
"say!"
Duan Zhonghua walked up to Yang Yi, his huge body blocking the light in front of him, like a mountain.
He looked at Yang Yi with an unhappy face, looking like an angry monster about to get angry.
Ning Xiaogang looked at the scene in front of him and smiled slightly. However, the next second, he immediately walked down, gently stopped Duan Zhonghua with one hand, and said, "Mr. Duan, calm down, this friend must have noticed it too."
There are some shortcomings in my paintings, that’s why they laugh at me like this.”
While trying to smooth things over, Ning Xiaogang's expression seemed a little depressed.
However, there was a smile on his lips, and the meaning behind his words was profound.
Are you laughing at me?
You don’t even look at who you are? Are you worthy?
For a moment, the atmosphere became tense, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Yang Yi.
What a beautiful white lotus.
Yang Yi thought in his heart, he didn't expect that he would see it today.
There was silence for a few seconds, just when everyone thought Yang Yi was finally willing to give in and prepare to smooth things over.
Instead of giving in, Yang Yi nodded seriously.
"Well, although your paintings are not very good, you are not too stupid."
Yang Yi glanced at Ning Xiaogang indifferently and ignored Duan Zhonghua who was standing aside. He smiled slightly and sharply pointed out the shortcomings in the painting.
