"The God of Painting..." Professor Li Wen's body shook violently, his eyes moved away from the drawing paper with great reluctance, and then he stared at Chen Zheng with a look of horror and resentment: "You...
...how to do it..."
He was shocked because he saw a legendary realm!
He resented that the young man in front of him was clearly a peerless master in the art world, a god-like figure, yet he had actually criticized him, despised him and looked down upon him!
That sentence, "You, a bodyguard, will never understand what art is." Looking back at this moment, Li Wen felt like a heavy slap on his face!
Art?
My paintings, even the most famous one, are incomparable to the casual paintings of this young man. They are not on the same level at all!
This young man’s painting skills have reached the legendary realm!
Li Wen couldn't figure it out. He couldn't figure it out. How could a bodyguard of a rich family's daughter, a twenty-year-old young man, a guy who should be a gangster in society, have such god-like painting skills!
Was this guy just possessed by those ancient painters?
"Nothing else, just familiarity." Chen Zheng smiled faintly: "Professor Li Wen, this painting is given to you."
"Ah? Give it to me... this... I... am really a little embarrassed..."
When Professor Li Wen heard that Chen Zheng actually gave him a priceless painting, he thought of his previous treatment of Chen Zheng. He lowered his head in embarrassment.
"In the future, there is no need to trouble Professor Li Wen about An Jing."
Chen Zheng said something more and left the big classroom with An Jing and Su Cheng.
"Ah...I...An Jing...I'm sorry..."
Professor Li Wen raised his head, looked at the leaving figures of a man and two women, and opened his mouth to call out to An Jing, but in the end he only sighed.
"Chen Zheng!"
"So strong!"
"He is actually a peerless master in painting!"
“You walked so coolly!”
"I really slapped Professor Li Wen in the face within a few minutes! I especially wish I had as powerful a skill as Chen Zheng!"
At this time, the students who stayed in the big classroom also woke up. They turned around one by one and looked at Chen Zheng and An Jing and Su Cheng who had walked out of the big classroom. They were either surprised or their eyes were shining.
"I have said before that Chen Zheng's painting skills are very good. He showed them once in Professor An's class last time. You didn't believe it before..."
At this time a student said something.
He said before that Chen Zheng was very powerful, but he was immediately overwhelmed by the comments from others. Now he straightened his back. Although he was not Chen Zheng, he still felt secretly happy!
look!
What does it mean that the truth is in the hands of a few people!
I am the one who knows the truth, you people are all mediocre people!
"Huh? Tell me!"
"How did Chen Zheng behave in Professor An's class last time?"
"Say it quickly! Speak it quickly! Stop being so pretentious!"
When the students around him heard this, they all became interested and urged him.
"That time in Professor An's class, Professor An got angry and asked Chen Zheng to go out. Chen Zheng casually showed off his skills and drew a picture of a beauty. The picture of beauty was based on Professor An. In that elective class at that time,
The students all saw it, and the beauties in the painting seemed to fly out of the painting, as if they were alive, it was so dreamy!"
The student closed his eyes and said with a look of obsession.
"What!"
"The key point is that painting! That picture of a beautiful woman based on Professor An!"
"Yes, yes! This is the point! I want that beautiful picture!"
When the students around him heard this, they were surprised and instantly found the key point!
"This... seems to have been brought home by Professor An."
The student with his eyes closed opened his eyes and thought for a while.
"well!"
The students onlookers sighed in unison!
"..."
On the podium in the large classroom, Professor Li Wen sighed again while listening to the students telling stories.
This time he was really wrong. He was looking down on others, but now it was too late. It was too late to say anything. He knew very well that the relationship between master and disciple between him and An Jing had been severed.
if......
It’s a pity that there is no if!
...
NTU campus, on a garden passage.
"Is your god-level painting skills really just based on your hands?"
An Jing suddenly stopped, looked at Chen Zheng seriously and asked.
"I'm familiar with my hands." Chen Zheng nodded with a smile, and then said in a nostalgic tone: "I really don't have any talent in painting. It was too boring at the beginning, especially after solving the problem of survival.
After I felt bored even sleeping, I started to pass the time through various means, and painting was one of them. At first, I used branches to draw on the ground and scribbled randomly, and then I used stones to draw on the cave walls, and then I started to draw on the cave walls.
Use blood as ink, use golden sand as ink, use the torrent of heaven and earth as ink... Anyway, after practicing for a long time, one day I suddenly realized that what I draw looks like, and what I draw seems to give life to the painting.
"
"Why do I feel that you are telling a story about a primitive man? First a primitive man, and then he became a master of cultivating immortals? You didn't make up a bloody story yourself, did you?"
An Jing rolled her eyes at Chen Zheng.
Chen Zheng smiled and said nothing. He didn't want to explain anything, and he didn't need to explain. Everything he said was true. It sounds like an understatement, but in fact, those experiences in the past are really unimaginable for ordinary people.
"Oh! Dear Lord...Dear Chen! We meet again! This may be the fate given by God!"
At this time, a tall figure walked out from the corner of the garden passage in front. As soon as the tall figure saw Chen Zheng, a light flashed in his eyes, and he walked over with his curved figure twisting, and he naturally hugged him.
Hit Chen Zheng’s arm!
"Bo!"
This woman not only touched her, she also kissed her, kissing Chen Zheng in front of An Jing and Su Cheng.
"Sexy and charming little wild cat? No! Sexy and charming vampire maid? You are that Catherine!" An Jing frowned, looking a little cold, staring at the big Yangma who took the initiative to throw herself into Chen Zheng's arms.
"Katherine...teacher..."
Su Cheng greeted politely.
"Hi, cute and charming little Su Cheng."
Catherine gave Su Cheng a friendly smile.
"Since you are a maid, don't you know how to take the initiative to say hello to the mistress?"
An Jing spoke coldly.
"Mistress? But you are obviously still a girl, how can you be the mistress! The mistress is the master's woman, and you haven't become the master's woman yet. I don't recognize you as the mistress."
Catherine squinted at An Jing and said with a smile.
"An Jing! Master of ancient Chinese martial arts!"
An Jing straightened her pretty face and stared at Catherine.
This is a self-report, and I’m going to have a date with Catherine!
"Catherine! Pureblood! The future Countess Catherine!"
Catherine's heart tightened and she responded to An Jing without any sign of weakness.