The Local Lazy Man System

"Ah, what did you say?"

Ye Rongrong came back to his senses and asked.

"You..., can you compare?"

Zhao Ying almost vomited blood because of Ye Rongrong's attitude.

Brother, please be more serious, this attitude is simply ignoring yourself.

Crazy.

"Hey, you've painted it, yes, this painting is still a painting, with mountains and rivers, how beautiful it is, much better than this ghost painting talisman."

Ye Rongrong looked at Zhao Ying's landscape painting and nodded involuntarily. In Ye Rong's view, this is the real art of painting.

"you……"

Zhao Ying was so angry that she was speechless.

I think the most perfect painting this year turned out to be a ghost painting in Ye Rongrong's mouth. This is really annoying.

"Don't just talk about it, don't practice, if you have the ability, you can quickly draw a picture!" A member of the Painting and Calligraphy Association looked at Ye Rongrong with contempt and said.

In his opinion, Ye Rongyao is just a club that speaks but does not practice.

"It seems that I don't show a hand, you are not convinced, what should I draw?" Ye Rongrong thought for a while.

"Draw me!"

Liu Yifei said excitedly.

Ever since she saw that kind of beautiful portrait in Liu Qingqing's bedroom, Liu Yifei has been thinking, when will Ye Rongrong be able to paint such a beautiful portrait for herself.

It's just that Liu Yifei didn't know how to speak. After all, Liu Yifei knew some painting arts, and knew that the kind of portrait Liu Qingqing hung on the bedroom, if it was put up for auction, it would definitely be priceless. At least, he bought it. Amazing.

"it is good."

Ye Rongrong glanced at Liu Yifei and agreed.

Picking up the brush, Ye Rongyao drew on a blank piece of paper next to Zhao Ying's painting. There were not too many colors. Ye Rongrong only used black and white colors and a single brush. The beauties appear on the drawing paper.

Although it is only a very monotonous black and white portrait,

But it gives a visual beauty enjoyment.

"This……"

Master Chen was stunned.

"Oh my God!"

People from the Calligraphy and Painting Association were dumbfounded.

"What a beautiful person, what a beautiful painting!"

People who saw the beauty in the picture on the side were amazed.

"My God, it's like, it's just people living in paintings."

Zhang Linlin looked at Ye Rongrong's paintings, and felt like she was going to hell. If her friend Liu Qingqing hadn't been by her side, Zhang Linlin even suspected that her friend ran into the painting.

Although the painting is only very monotonous black and white, it gives people a feeling of life, especially the eyes, which seem to be staring at himself with affection.

Everyone couldn't help but think of the famous painting "Mona Lisa's Smile", and suddenly felt that this painting was much better than "Mona Lisa's Smile".

"Mom, this painting is so beautiful."

The little girl in the princess dress said to her mother.

The little girl's voice suddenly recalled the thoughts of the people in the hall from the portrait painted by Ye Rongrong.

Immediately, everyone looked at Ye Rongrong with shock.

Especially the people from the Calligraphy and Painting Association, they are all confused

Who is this man?

The level of this Chinese painting is no longer the master level, it has definitely surpassed the master level and has reached the legendary master level.

But such a character, how have these people never heard of it before.

At this time, the people of these painting and calligraphy associations have a feeling that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and they feel that they are poor frogs in the bottom of the well.

"Sir, can you sell this painting to me at any price?"

After returning to his senses, Chinese painting master Chen Desheng looked at Ye Rongrong with admiration on his face and said.

Just from this painting, Chen Desheng knew that in the art of traditional Chinese painting, compared with the young man in front of him, there is a huge gap, and there is a gap that is difficult to bridge.

"Not buying."

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said. Liu Yifei painted his own painting, so Ye Rongrong would of course give this painting to Liu Yifei.

No matter how much money others pay, Ye Rongyao will sell it. This is Ye Rongyao's principle of life.

"I don't know, Master's surname."

Although a little disappointed, Chen Desheng no longer insisted, and began to ask Ye Rongrong's name. After all, in Chen Desheng's opinion, a person who can draw such a peerless Chinese painting will definitely not be an unknown person. Maybe he was born in those hidden worlds. The calligraphy and painting family is also very likely.

"I'm not a master, just a peasant." Ye Rongrong said lightly.

"Farmer?"

"Brother, you just want to pretend, you don't have to."

"If the current level of farmers' painting is so high, the calligraphy and painting artists themselves will jump off the building. How can they be called calligraphers and painters?"

Hearing Ye Rongyao's words, the people in the Painting and Calligraphy Association didn't believe Ye Rongyao's words at all.

"I lost."

Zhao Ying said weakly. Zhao Ying can't do it without admitting defeat. The difference between her landscape painting and other people's portrait painting is not one or two points.

When Ye Rongrong painted this portrait just now, he was very light on the ink, and soon, the ink in the portrait was completely dry.

"Give it to you."

Ye Rongrong rolled up the drawing paper and handed it to Liu Yifei.

"Give it to me?"

Liu Yifei asked in surprise.

You must know that Liu Yifei has always envied Liu Qingqing for having a peerless portrait of herself, which can be passed down as a family heirloom.

Today Ye Rongyao also painted a peerless portrait for himself. Although it is far from perfect as Liu Qingqing's painting, in Liu Yifei's opinion, this is enough.

This is also a peerless portrait that records his beauty and his youth, which can be passed on to his children and grandchildren as a family heirloom.

"The beauty in the painting is you, of course I gave it to you."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile. Ye Rongyao has always wanted to give Liu Yifei a gift, but he didn't think about what to give. This time, he drew a picture and gave it to her on a whim. This is more meaningful than a gift bought with money.

"thanks!"

Liu Yifei excitedly took Ye Rongyao and handed it over to the painting, holding it in her arms, as if she was afraid of being robbed.

Liu Yifei has thought about it, and tomorrow she will ask someone to frame this painting, just like Liu Qingqing, and hang it in her bedroom so that it can be seen every day.

"Well, handsome, can you draw a portrait for me too?"

Looking at Liu Yifei who was holding the painting in her arms, Zhang Linlin was envious. Zhang Linlin also wanted to have such a perfect portrait of herself, so she couldn't help but winked at Ye Rongrong.

"cannot!"

Ye Rongyao directly denied that Zhang Linlin was not related to her, and she only met today, so Ye Rongyao wouldn't have the spare time to paint for her.

"mean!"

Zhang Linlin rolled her eyes at Ye Rongrong unhappily and said.

"I think we should get out of here."

Ye Rongyao saw that so many people in the exhibition hall looked at him like monkeys, which made Ye Rongyao a little uncomfortable and didn't want to stay here, so he said.

"Well, let's go."

Liu Yifei took Ye Rongyao's hand and walked outside the clubhouse.

Anyway, she has already participated in Zhao Ying's solo exhibition. As for her being slapped by Ye Rongrong, Liu Yifei thinks that she deserves it. Who let her grow up, always calculating others, this time she dug a hole by herself, danced by herself, she deserved it She is unlucky.

Liu Yifei would not comfort her!

"Wait for me, Feifei, don't you mind if I hold your boyfriend's hand?"

Seeing that Ye Rongyao and Liu Yifei were leaving, Zhang Linlin hurriedly chased after them, took Ye Rongyao's other arm, and said to Liu Qingqing on the other side.

"Can I say no?"

Liu Yifei rolled her eyes at her friend and said.

"Oh, of course not."

Zhang Linlin said with a smile. Now Zhang Linlin is very curious about what Liu Yifei's peasant boyfriend does, and his paintings are better than the masters of traditional Chinese painting.

Zhang Linlin didn't believe that Ye Rongrong was just an ordinary farmer.

"Then you still ask."

Liu Yifei said depressedly.

"Master, can you leave a contact information?"

Seeing that Ye Rongrong was leaving, Li Desheng hurriedly caught up and said. In Li Desheng's view, the young man's calligraphy and painting accomplishments are far superior to himself, and even in Huaxia, in Chinese painting, no one Li Desheng knows has reached this level.

When Li Desheng was young, he followed his master to learn Chinese painting. His master said that the real calligraphy and painting are in the folk, but Li Desheng never believed it.

Now Li Desheng believes that such a young man can draw such a realm of painting, doesn't it really explain the problem?

"cannot."

Ye Rongyao refused directly. Ye Rongyao is not going to develop in the painting and calligraphy world, so he doesn't want to have anything to do with these people.

"On behalf of the Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Association, I invite you to participate in the Painting and Calligraphy Association." Chen Desheng invited.

"Not interested in."

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said. Ye Rongrong really had no interest in participating in these associations.

"Sir, you can consider joining the Painting and Calligraphy Association. There are only advantages and no disadvantages."

Chen Desheng persuaded Ye Rongrong. Chen Desheng sincerely hoped that Ye Rongrong would join the Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Association. What the Chinese painting and calligraphy industry lacks now is a leader, and this young man's painting skills can completely be a leader in the Chinese painting and calligraphy industry.

"Thank you, I don't need it."

After Ye Rongrong finished speaking, he took Liu Yifei and Zhang Linlin and walked outside.

"Pity……"

Chen Desheng was a little lost. Huaxia's art of calligraphy and painting was getting worse and worse. To a large extent, these folk calligraphers and painters were too indifferent to fame and fortune.

In a corner of the hall on the first floor of the clubhouse, Lin Wanrong stared viciously at Ye Rongrong's figure, and asked Zou Yunhai, who was beside him, "Have everyone been arranged?"

"Lin Shao, don't worry, everything has been arranged, at least let this kid break his leg." Zhao Yunhai said coldly, staring at Ye Rongrong who walked out of the clubhouse door.

"Very good, I want him to understand that robbing women with me is simply asking for death."

Lin Wanrong said viciously, in Lin Wanrong's view, Liu Yifei is his own, and no one can rob him.

"That is, that is, only a beauty like Liu Yifei is worthy of Lin Shao." Zhao Yunhai flattered him.

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