Chapter 153: Bloom, flowers bloom! “Haha!”

Hearing the sound of ending, Yang Xiuwen picked up the drawing board in front of him and said with a big smile: "My painting has been completed. This is my... picture of purgatory on earth!"

People looked around and saw that the entire painting was divided into four small pictures.

What the first painting depicts is that during the war, people were forced to leave their homes and were displaced in the chaos...

The second painting shows a severe drought and scorching sun. People are lying on the dry and cracked land, holding crops that have been damaged by the sun, crying silently...

The third painting shows a flash flood, houses collapsed, fields flooded, and villagers standing by the river at a loss...

The fourth painting is of the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter, when homeless people have no home to return to, no food to eat, huddled on the street corner, skinny as a stick and no clothes to wear...

The four pictures depict the miserable scenes of people in war, severe drought, heavy rain, and cold winter.

The scenes are vivid and the characters are lifelike...

"What a picture of hell on earth!" County Sheriff Luo Chuannan stood up and looked excited.

"The four pictures convey the sadness of the human world. The four environments and the four different situations are enough to make people cry!"

“Both the painting quality and the expression of emotion are excellent!”

"According to the title and the scene, he is worthy of being a little painting saint!"

People were immediately amazed and praised!

"Guan Jian was able to paint like this within the time of one stick of incense and meet the title requirements of Zheng Wen Gong. It's rare, so rare!"

"This game is bound to win!" Dong Yiwu stroked his beard and looked like he was sitting firmly!

Dong Qian also echoed: "Although Yang Xiuwen is a lustful person, he does have talents, otherwise he would not be favored by the county governor!"

"It's just... I'm afraid there's no chance at the Earl's Mansion!" He never considered what Wang Kang's painting would look like.

Only Wang Dingchang and the expressions of the two women did not change at all, because they believed...Wang Kang!

"Master Kang, Mr. Yang has already displayed the paintings here, what about yours?"

Dong Hui asked loudly.

"Brother Yang's picture of purgatory on earth makes one's chest feel sore after looking at it. With such a masterpiece in front of him, how can Wang Kang dare to show his ugliness?"

"You are all overthinking. Maybe he is just scribbling and can't be called a painting at all!"

Several people started taunting him, and they would not let it go as long as they had such an opportunity.

"Yes, Wang Kang, where are your paintings? Take them out quickly and let people take a look!" Yang Xiuwen said with a proud smile.

Once his picture of purgatory on earth comes out, he will definitely win this game!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Kang. Wang Kang looked calm and said with a sad look in his eyes: "I did not paint this painting for competition, but for my cousin... Su Zhe!"

As he spoke, he picked up the drawing board on the drawing table. On the drawing paper was a flower bud, to be precise, it was a lotus bud, with a path and leaves. There were a few lines of small words beside the flower bud.

People were shocked when they saw this picture!

The bud is ready to bloom, it is as bright as a drop of color, and the colors are as clear as a real lotus reflected on the paper. Is this really a painting by Wang Kang?

"This... this..." Luo Chuannan was also stunned. From his perspective, this was also a good painting!

He looked at Wang Kang in the field suspiciously. Didn't he say that he was a prodigal? He couldn't draw, but how could he draw like this?

Dong Qian, Yu Hong and others were even more dull-faced. They had previously ridiculed Wang Kang for not being able to draw, and even if he did draw, it would be graffiti.

And now it is clearly a masterpiece!

"Wang Kang!" Dong Qian gritted his teeth, his expression gloomy to the extreme. Even he was slapped in the face one after another by Wang Kang today!

"Kang'er...Kang'er!" Wang Dingchang looked excited. Even he didn't expect that his son could have such skills.

Li Qingman and Lin Yuyan looked at each other and smiled. The meaning was self-evident. They both knew that Wang Kang would definitely surprise them.

"Even so, your painting is not as good as my picture of hell on earth!" Yang Xiuwen's face turned ugly. This time he was really slapped in the face!

"Master Zhengwen has already stated that he wants to paint a painting that can move people to tears. You obviously have the wrong intention!"

"Yeah, even if his lotus picture is extraordinary, it can't compare to Yang Xiuwen's picture of hell on earth. We still win this game!" Dong Yiwu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

The scene was full of twists and turns, which really made him a little bit unbearable.

"No, this painting is not that simple!" At this moment, Li Jitong suddenly said in shock.

When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw that the originally static flower bones suddenly started to move, and started to flip from the outermost layer on the drawing paper, like petals...

After a while, the changes stopped, and when I looked at it, it was no longer a bud waiting to bloom, but a real lotus flower in bloom!

At this moment, Wang Kang's deep voice sounded.

"The lotus is Su Zhe's cousin's favorite thing. I use this lotus to refer to Su Zhe. I hope he will be reborn like this blooming flower!"

"This this……"

"How can it be?"

Everyone was stunned. The painting was originally a dead thing, so how could it be quietly opened under everyone's eyes?

Even if I try hard, I can't figure out the reason!

This is simply miraculous and breathtaking!

"It's wine!" At this moment, Mr. Zhengwen suddenly said!

"Wine?" Li Jitong asked doubtfully, "What does Mr. Zhengwen mean by this?"

Mr. Zhengwen chuckled and said: "We all overlooked one point before. Before painting, Wang Kang drank a lot of wine, but he did not swallow it. Instead, he sprayed the wine... on the painting paper!"

"I understand!" Luo Chuannan suddenly realized, "The drawing paper is wetted with wine, and then you paint on it. The blending of wine and paint will produce changes!"

"Yes!" Mr. Zhengwen nodded: "That's why we can see the flower bones blooming into lotus!"

"Look next to the flowers, there are a few lines of small characters," Li Jitong said in surprise again, and then recited.

"I only love the lotus that comes out of the mud but is not stained, washes the ripples clear without being evil, is straight in the middle and has no vines or branches. The fragrance is clear from a distance, and the pavilion is clean and planted. It can be viewed from a distance but not played with."

"Good words!"

People who listened to these few poems were even more shocked. The meaning contained in them was sobering!

"This is not a picture of a bud waiting to bloom at all, but a picture of a blooming lotus. It expresses his hopes and blessings for his cousin, and also foreshadows the relationship between the two!"

Mr. Zheng Wen stood up and said in a deep voice: "This is a profound and profound work. The grief is contained in the wine, the blessings are put on the pen, and the emotions are integrated into the painting..."

"Yang Xiuwen's picture of purgatory on earth certainly makes people cry, but the meaning of the lotus painted by Wang Kang is even more heartbreaking and even a little tearful!"

"So I think!"

Duke Zhengwen said in a deep voice: "Wang Kang is the winner of this game!"

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

After hearing this, Yang Xiuwen immediately shook his head and said sternly: "My paintings are the best, I am the winner, I am Yang Xiuwen, I am a little painting saint, how can I be defeated by a prodigal!"

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Chapter completed!