Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty-Six Identity Matching Opponents

Guo Feng said, "Don't worry too much about Mr. Tang. The big deal is that Brother Qin can paint another picture of Wu Daozi's hundred lotus, at least it won't be worse than He Lizhi's painting."

I have to say that He Lizhi does have some painting skills. As time goes by, the noise from the audience slowly subsided.

After a while, he began to finish, the brush was constantly swimming on the rice paper, and a picture of a delicate peony appeared on the big electronic screen.

With a whimper, he flicked his wrist and drew the last stroke. A peony stood proudly, overwhelming the crowd, giving people the feeling of the king of flowers.

Regardless of whether you like He Lizhi or not, everyone has to be amazed by his painting skills. This painting has indeed reached a very high level.

He Lizhi threw the paintbrush aside and said proudly, "Mr. Gangbos, please rate it!"

As the referee, Gombos came to He Inspiration's peony painting, carefully evaluated it from beginning to end, and kept nodding, "Yes, your peony painting is really good, it has the charm of Chinese traditional painting, I give you 85 points. !"

Others don't think so, but Tang Qingzhi knew that Gambas had very strict requirements for painting, and being able to give a score of 85 is definitely a high score. If he were an ordinary player, he might not be able to pass in front of him.

He Lizhi was also very satisfied with this result. He turned his head to look at Qin Haodong and said proudly, "Boy, aren't you going to compare with me? It's your turn!"

Qin Haodong didn't seem to see the peony picture, and said lightly, "You have forgotten the most basic things about being a human being. I won't compare with you, you are not worthy."

He Lizhi's expression changed, and he said angrily, "What do you mean? Are you kidding me? We agreed just now, but we made a bet."

Everyone's expressions changed greatly. Although He Lizhi was despised by everyone, it was difficult for Qin Haodong to win everyone's approval for his renegade behavior.

"What's the hurry? Our bet still counts, but I need to find a player of your equivalent to compare."

After Qin Haodong finished speaking, he stepped off the stage and came to a little girl in the front row in front of everyone's surprised eyes. The little girl is in her early 20s, holding a cute little black teddy in her arms. The puppy is not too big, only about three or four months old, and it looks very cute.

He smiled at the little girl and said, "Beauty, can you lend me your dog? I'll give it back to you when the game is over."

"Okay, I can lend it to you!"

The little girl didn't understand what Qin Haodong was going to do, but out of trust in him, she readily handed over the puppy in her hand.

Qin Haodong returned to the stage with little Teddy, everyone was stunned, what does it mean to bring a dog up? Do you want to use a dog to compete with He Inspirational?

He Lizhi said angrily, "What do you mean?"

Qin Haodong smiled slightly: "A game, the identities of the contestants must always be equal. You are a dog raised by the Japanese people. This is a dog raised by our Chinese people. Your dog and the dog just happen to be rivals."

Being scolded as a running dog in public, He Lizhi became angry and shouted, "Fart, you can't compare. If you don't compare, I will cut off your hand!"

Qin Haodong didn't care, he turned around and said to Gangbos, "Mr. Gangbos, can I let this dog compete for painting?"

Gombos was also a little confused, he had never seen this kind of competition before, he thought about it and said, "No matter what method you use, as long as you finally come up with a painting, there is one thing, the final bet, You still have to do it yourself."

Qin Haodong looked at He Lizhi and said, "I see, the rules are allowed, I will use this dog to win you today."

"Boy, just play with your mouth, wait and see how I chop off your hand when you lose."

He Lizhi was going crazy, but he didn't believe that a dog could win him when he killed him.

Tang Qingzhi, who was in the audience, beat his chest and said, "This young man is still too impulsive, and he has the advantage of his tongue. Although he looks very happy, he will definitely lose this game."

Lang Sanyuan shook his head and said, "I thought he was very capable, but he turned out to be a brainless guy."

Gao Fengwen and Guo Feng were also nervous. Originally, they thought that Qin Haodong could at least be undefeated by drawing a picture of a hundred lotus, but he unexpectedly got a dog on it.

On the foreigner side, Kazuo Yasugi laughed: "Idiot, utter idiot, just now I was a little worried that he would disrupt our plan, but now I don't see it at all. Wait a minute to chop off his hands and wait until I fight a Chinese medicine doctor. He couldn't take part either."

Chiba Mieko also stretched her frown. Qin Haodong has always been a big problem for her confidant, and it is best to solve it. But she still couldn't understand, this young man didn't look like a brainless person, how could he do such an impulsive thing?

Qin Haodong ignored what other people thought, and directly asked the staff to fill up three buckets of water, and then filled a small bucket of ink.

When everything was ready, he rolled the little Teddy in the ink and threw it on the rice paper on the table.

Seeing that Qin Haodong was not joking, he really put a puppy on the drawing paper, and there was an uproar on and off the stage. To paint with a dog, to win a real painter, to think with your heels, is also impossible.

Little Teddy was only three or four months old, and he was always in a state of panic when he left the arms of his master. He just rolled in the ink and ran forward immediately after being released.

Maybe because he was too flustered, and his feet were a little slippery after getting ink on his feet. After running a few steps, he suddenly fell to the ground, and the ink on his body was smeared black. Little Teddy was even more confused, got up and continued to run forward, and quickly ran a pair on the rice paper.

Qin Haodong took the little Teddy, turned around and handed it to Qian Duoduo, "Brother Qian, please help to clean it up, and then send it back to the little girl."

Qian Duoduo didn't understand what he was going to do, but he could only do as instructed.

No one paid attention to these, and everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Haodong's drawing paper. Because there was too much ink just dipped in it, the rice paper was covered with both the footprints left by Little Teddy and the marks he just fell. Ink, watery piece.

The footprints left are better, and the shape is like a plum blossom left behind, but the footprints that have just fallen are really messy, and they don't look like anything.

"Qin Haodong, this is the painting you made with a dog. Do you want to beat me with this?"

He Lizhi laughed, his face full of grim looks. He seemed to have seen Qin Haodong admit defeat.

Kazuo Liu in the audience laughed even more unscrupulously, and shouted, "Is this also called painting? It's better to just ask someone to sprinkle some ink on it than this, right?"

Chiba Mieko didn't speak, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. She used all the ways of thinking in her mind, and she didn't think how Qin Haodong could make a comeback.

Although the Huaxia people in the audience did not sneer, everyone was disappointed in their eyes. In their opinion, Qin Haodong was already defeated. How could such a garbled painting be compared with other people's peony pictures?

Gambos shook his head, obviously disapproving of the painting in front of him. He said to Qin Haodong, "Mr. Qin, is your painting ready?"

Qin Haodong said, "Don't worry, there's still one last bit!"

"What do you mean? Didn't you say you used dogs to paint? The dogs have already been taken away, do you still want to continue painting?"

He Lizhi's face was full of hideous expressions.

"Since the dog is your opponent, of course I won't start writing, but this painting is still one step away."

last step? What's the meaning? Everyone's head is dizzy, and they really can't think of what this young man wants to do. Is it possible to change the result without using a pen?

Kazuo Liu said with a smile: "I won't admit it if I lose, I'll see how long he can pretend!"

Tang Qingzhi, Gao Fengwen and others were at a loss, and they were completely at a loss.

He Lizhi sneered: "Then hurry up, I think you have finished the last step, what else do you have to say?"

"It'll be fine right now!"

Qin Haodong remained calm and calm, came to the table and grabbed a corner of the rice paper, shaking his wrist lightly.

Hearing a clatter, there was a lot of ink sticking on the rice paper, but when he shook it like this, it immediately flowed away, covering the entire scroll.

Qin Haodong put the rice paper on the table again and said, "It's done!"

"Whatever it is, isn't this a joke?"

The people on and off the stage didn't understand. Qin Haodong picked up the rice paper and shook it. What the hell is it? Is this also a way of painting?

"No, look at it!"

Just when everyone was bewildered, someone suddenly shouted!

Everyone's attention turned back to the painting, and Tang Qingzhi said in a trembling voice, "Oh my God, how is this possible, what did I see?"

I saw that the rice paper that was still messed up just now, with Qin Haodong's shake, the piled up ink spread out, and the many footprints left by Little Teddy were connected to each other, which magically formed a plum blossom picture.

The plum blossoms on the scroll stand proudly, and where the ink flows form a shriveled tree trunk, and the footprints of Little Teddy form plum blossoms that bloom sporadically. The most amazing thing is that the place where he just fell has turned into two rugged rocks. The traces left by Teddy's fur have formed folds of different shades on the surface of the rocks, which look more vivid.

He inspired the painting of the peony just now, which gives people a feeling of richness and wealth, and although the picture of cold plum in front of me does not have a single flower, it gives people a sense of standing proudly and despising the wind and frost!

The audience was silent, and no one thought that Qin Haodong's gentle shake would create such an extraordinary picture. Kazuo Liu Sheng, who had just laughed recklessly, forgot to close his mouth at this moment, his face was stunned and sluggish.

magic! It's amazing! A little Teddy who doesn't know anything can make such a painting. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it if he told it.

"Eyes opened! Old man opened his eyes today!"

There were already tears in Tang Qingzhi's eyes as he spoke.

As a painter, he naturally knew how difficult Qin Haodong's painting just now was.

It seems like a simple shake, but in fact it is necessary to clearly grasp how much ink is left on the rice paper, and to perfectly control the size and direction of the force, so that the ink can flow to form the trunk, and finally form a complete painting. All the details must be added up. Perfectly integrated in the brain, it is almost impossible.

Taken together, it can only be described by divine skills.

After a moment of silence, there was a burst of warm applause in the background. The audience seemed to have seen the hope of winning. Such a picture is at least not inferior to He Zhizhi's peony picture.

Gombos was full of shock. This painting seemed to be run by Little Teddy. The young man did nothing. In fact, the most important thing was the last shake, which was even more important than the finishing touch. Then a little bit will go a thousand miles away and ruin the painting.

Qian Duoduo woke up from the shock and exclaimed excitedly, "Mr. Gombos, please rate it!"