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Chapter 069 Immortal Riding an Eagle

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    Update time: 2012-10-29 (Please add the red ticket to the list and collect it. Thank you.) Zhong Tian stood up and looked at Zhang Dong with concern. He immediately caught Miao Yanyu's attention and recognized him at a glance as the man who saved him that day.  The bad man's subordinates, who almost scared themselves to death, felt their hearts skip a beat and immediately came to the conclusion that the man who took advantage of them and was worse than a beast was undoubtedly Zhang Dong.  In her mind, Zhang Dong¡¯s performance that day was mostly bad and very few good.  She would never admit that Zhang Dong was a good person, but it was not appropriate to say that Zhang Dong was a bad person.  She was angry, excited, and a little shy. Since Zhang Dong closed his eyes to rest, she could only vent her anger on Zhong Tian and glare at Zhong Tian.  Zhong Tian shrank his head guiltily and thought to himself, why are you staring at me?  It¡¯s not like you and I had a one-night stand. The real master is in front of you. Go find him!  Suddenly, Zhang Dong opened his eyes, with a confident smile on his face. He unfolded a roll of drawing paper and spread it on the table. He calmly picked up a brush with his right hand, dipped it in paint, and swiped it at extremely fast speeds, and he couldn't help but  Stop changing the pen, dip it in another paint, and paint with a swish of swish. The movements are very graceful, as if you are doing aerobics.  After a while, he stood up, holding a pen in each hand, and swiped the pen at high speed. Sometimes he even jumped on the table and clicked the pen, looking obsessed.  The students in the audience were dumbfounded. They had never heard of such a painting, let alone seeing it. This was definitely Zhang Dong performing randomly, just like a clown trying to please the crowd, which made them secretly despise him.  His eyes were full of disgust.  Liu Kui and Zhong Tian were astonished, with narrow smiles on their faces. Brother Dong's paintings are different, this masterpiece must be terrible, they'd better find a steel helmet to wear, and shout for him crazily later.  It¡¯s only when it¡¯s safe.  Chen Xiaojiao, Gao Qian and Ding Fangfang couldn't help covering their mouths and snickering. Brother Dong's move was really beyond their expectations. It was just nonsense. How will it end later?  There is another woman who is clapping her hands gently with a look of contempt on her face. She is naturally Tang Xue. The more Zhang Dong makes a fool of himself, the happier she will be, and it will also reduce the regret in her heart.  Zhang Dong's strange movements disturbed Ye Yong, who was painting on the side. He couldn't help but raise his head and glance at Zhang Dong. He saw Zhang Dong squatting on the table and swiping a brush randomly. He had a look of astonishment on his face, and then wanted to laugh out loud.  With a flick of his eye, the carp almost turned into a puppy.  He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Now he completely understood that Zhang Dong painted like this just to disturb himself and prevent him from painting well, so that Zhang Dong could take advantage of the opportunity to win. It was really despicable.  He gritted his teeth, calmed down, and continued to paint without looking at Zhang Dong.  The judges also cast their eyes on Zhang Dong one by one, shaking their heads with pity. What kind of good painting can be made by painting like this?  Miao Yanyu covered her mouth and snickered for a long time, secretly thinking that he was really a bad guy with sores on his head and pus on the soles of his feet. Let¡¯s see what he was doing.  She walked over gracefully.  As the host of the show, Wu Menglin had no place to sit, so she first stood aside and watched Ye Yong paint, then looked at Zhang Dong with disdain, and finally saw Miao Yanyu walking over. She was curious and moved closer to watch.  As soon as they saw it clearly, the two of them were shocked on the spot. They turned into clay and wood sculptures, unable to move. Only their eyes shot out a light that was so hot that it could melt metal.  The picture on the desktop is a beauty they have never seen in their lives!  Continuous large and small white clouds and colorful clouds filled the sky, and a terrifyingly huge sculpture appeared on the paper. Although only one head and one wing were drawn, it was already so lifelike that it made people's hearts tremble.  It is absolutely a great joy and happiness to see with your own eyes the creation of a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages. The two beauties were so excited that they could not help themselves. Their mouths opened in a round shape, their eyes widened to the limit, and they blinked.  I didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing even a second, which would be a huge regret.  At this moment, Wu Menglin had forgotten that Zhang Dong had teased her, the ridiculous bet, herself, and everything. There was only this painting gradually created by Zhang Dong in her eyes and heart; Miao Yanyu  In the same way, he forgot about his relationship with Zhang Dong and Zhang Dong's violation that night, and his whole body was filled with excitement.  Several judges were attracted by the performance of the two beauties. They couldn't help but get closer and take a closer look. Then, they were stunned on the spot as if they were being held in place, with extremely shocked expressions on their faces.  I can't wake up no matter what.  Finally sobering up a little, the two famous painters couldn't help but get closer. They couldn't help but help Zhang Dong, taking the brush and putting it away, dipping it in ink and handing it over, using blotting paper to absorb someThe color of her face and so on, her face is full of adoration, and her eyes are full of admiration.  The two calligraphers were even more obsessed.  Yao Xingxing stood by the table, holding down the scroll and turning it slowly at the same time to keep up with the progress of Zhang Dong's painting. His respectful attitude was like that of Zhang Dong's most incompetent student.  As for the most famous calligrapher, Huang Xi, his eyes were full of enthusiasm. He bent down and put his head on the painting, turning into a statue, unable to straighten up.  He is short-sighted. Otherwise, he cannot see the picture clearly. There is nothing he can do about it.  The students in the audience gradually realized that something was wrong. If Zhang Dong was really a clown who wanted to please the crowd, how could he let several experts take advantage of him?  ¡°Could it be that he is really a peerless painter, so brilliant that several judges were so impressed that they fell into admiration?  Chen Xiaojiao was the most surprised and asked doubtfully: "Liu Kui, tell me honestly, does Zhang Dong know how to paint?" Liu Kui scratched his head and replied in confusion: "Sister-in-law, I don't know. Anyway, I have never seen Dong Dong.  I have never touched a pen, let alone seen him painting and writing. " Chen Xiaojiao was speechless. She originally thought that Zhang Dong was a genius. He had been working hard to learn writing and painting recently, and it was not necessarily possible to achieve it quickly, but now she heard Liu Kui say.  How could Zhang Dong become a painter if he didn't even touch a pen?  Is it possible that there are really experts in the world who are born to understand everything, and Zhang Dong is such a typical example?  He didn't study, but he got the top spot in the college entrance examination; he didn't practice martial arts, but his martial arts skills were terrifying, and he could also channel his inner energy to himself, making him a martial arts master; he only read a few stone gambling books and became an expert in stone gambling; and now he seems to be still  Add the title of a famous painter.  My husband is a monster.  A joyful smile appeared on Chen Xiaojiao's pretty face, as if spring had returned to the earth, boundlessly beautiful.  Her eyes were full of love, projected onto Zhang Dong's face who was busy painting.  Since Zhang Dong picked up a pen, he has been plunged into a world of art. An impulse to create makes him unable to control himself.  Painting with both hands at the same time is Tang Bohu's unique skill. Zhang Dong has all Tang Bohu's memories, so he can control it with ease.  Now that there are several judges taking charge, the creation speed is getting faster and faster.  Gradually, a beautiful picture scroll that is more than ten meters long and three meters wide was created.  A huge and terrifying eagle, so lifelike that it makes people stop breathing, flies in the endless sea of ??clouds. Deep in the sea of ??clouds, you can faintly see the palace of the immortals. It is majestic and majestic. There are even graceful fairies dancing in the palace. Each fairy's  The action forms are completely different, so lifelike that they seem to be right in front of you.  There are two immortals standing on the back of the big eagle. They are actually Zhang Dong and Chen Xiaojiao. They look exactly the same, but they are slightly different. Strictly speaking, their temperaments are a little different. The two people standing on the back of the big eagle seem to be eating.  The immortals with fireworks in the world are calm and carefree. It seems that nothing in the world can affect them. It seems that they are the masters of the entire world. A feeling that cannot be expressed in words plunges all the onlookers into a magical world from which they can no longer extricate themselves.  After a few more moments of polishing, this painting of an immortal riding carving was completely completed.  It is really magnificent, magnificent and grand, with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, and the taste of being as calm as a fairy.  Zhang Dong himself was very excited. Was such a unique painting really created by me?  "God, the masterpieces will be passed down through the ages, and will be remembered forever." "Only immortals can paint this. Such works should not be in the human world, but in the immortal world." "It's so magnificent, so grand, so grand, and so artistic.  I was so impressed that I bowed in admiration. "Such a work is as good as any contemporary artist. It is simply a miracle." The four experts squeezed Zhang Dong out, and then they were obsessed with it one by one.  Appreciate the pictures, comment enthusiastically, and even reluctant to raise your head.  Miao Yanyu already likes painting and has a lot of research on painting. However, her level is still limited, but her appreciation ability is not lacking. Seeing Zhang Dong's masterpiece, she is completely impressed and wants to immediately prostrate herself in front of Zhang Dong and let him accept her.  As a disciple.  As for the host Wu Menglin, although she could not appreciate such a masterpiece, she was still shocked by the beauty and grandeur of this masterpiece. She realized that Ye Yong would definitely lose. If Zhou Wei also loses to Zhang Dong in calligraphy,  I was going to give him my first kiss.  What should we do now?  She glanced at Zhang Dong secretly, and two red clouds appeared on her pretty face. It was so beautiful that Zhang Dong's heart trembled. Could it be that this beauty was so impressed by me so quickly that she wanted to fall into my arms?  Aren¡¯t the boys at Aoki University going crazy with anger?    He touched his nose, and his burning eyes gradually moved to Wu Menglin's bulging snow-white plumpness. There was really something secretly about it, and it definitely couldn't be grasped by one hand.  Ye Yong turned his back on what was going on outside the window and finally finished his painting of a carp playing in the water. He put down his pen with confidence and waited expectantly for a few words of praise from the judges who were standing behind him to admire. Unfortunately, it was quiet behind him, and  From Zhang Dong's side, there was crazy admiration from everyone.  He felt a chill in his heart, feeling that the situation seemed not good.  I couldn't help but walked over to take a look, and then I was stunned on the spot. My eyes were full of horror, my face was full of shame, and an impulse to commit suicide instantly surged into my heart!
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