The best brush that Tang Shunyan found in the kitchen is just the flower capital for wealthy families to write and paint for their children.

Of course it is not the best brush on the market, nor is it an expert brush.

"Fifth sister, don't be afraid, you are the strongest!"

At this time, the sisters of the Ye family spoke comforting words to Ye Shiqi one by one.

"Are you scared? It's not too late to admit defeat now!"

Meng Zhaojun said unyieldingly.

The sisters of the Ye family stared at Meng Zhaojun with their eyes, and their eyes represented language.

Ye Shiqi showed a disdainful expression of Meng Zhaojun's picky words. If words can make a person die, make a person lose confidence, or lose the will to survive, the person who was hit is definitely not her.

How bright Meng Zhaojun smiled at this time, she would lose face in a while. What is the use of taking advantage of language? Substantial actions can best prove a person's strength.

Ye Shiqi doesn't want to make grudges with others, nor does she want to talk to others, but others repeatedly challenge her, and a person with disrespectful status will also have her own dignity.

No matter how ancient this is, men and women may not be equal. In a society where men and women are unequal, as long as you can be stronger and stronger, you can live a good and self-esteem with this era.

Tang Shunyan had found the brush, turned around and handed the brush to Ye Shiqi, glaring at Meng Zhaojun, trying to tell her not to talk too much.

Meng Zhaojun curled her lips contemptuously, thinking to herself that Tang Shunyan, you should protect them! If you don’t draw well in a while, others will make fun of her overestimating her abilities, so don’t blame her for laughing.

Tang Shunyan was actually quite nervous. Although he had seen Ye Shiqi's ability to draw, he was just like drawing. Sometimes he had inspiration and could draw better. When he was not inspired, he would draw worse.

Especially for this kind of portrait, I don’t know how they learned to draw. He has been learning to draw for two years and can only draw ordinary flowers and plants, let alone characters.

Ye Shiqi glanced at the pen in her hand. Although the pen in her hand was pretty good, it was not as good as the carbon pen she drew in her previous life.

This is much better than the pen her father bought for her. A new pen may not be easy to use. A good painter will have some feelings about the pen as long as he feels it.

Ye Shiqi knew that her ability was far inferior to that of a painter, but she would not lose compared to the woman in front of her.

She is confident in her strength. She studied ink painting and chose Chinese painting. She is even more skillful in simple drawings.

I have been practicing for the past or two years, and the strength of my arms may be much worse than that of adults. This is due to my age. It is not because of her poor craftsmanship.

"Big brother, this lady said that if you ask your younger sister to draw you, then you can sit on the stool and don't move!"

Ye Shiqi's words had just finished, and Tang Shunyan asked the people around him to take a stool to sit down.

I really sat upright, and my eyes were paying attention to Ye Shiqi in front of me. Not to mention that my body was moving, I was afraid that his movement would really affect the person who was painting in front of me.

Ye Shiqi gently tapped the ink that the maid had polished for her and began to start writing on the drawing paper that others had prepared for her.

Ye Shiqi is a small man. She doesn't sit and draw. She is very fast in drawing. The others standing are taller than her. From one foot away, she watches her hands and movements on the drawing paper.

Ye Shiqi did not regard this time as a challenge, and drew slowly carefully. Whether the painter has the skills or not, the speed or slow movements will not affect it.

It's just a simple drawing, not that kind of large drawing paper, and it also has landscapes.

She could only say the expression of the little boy, which was consistent with the expression on his face at this moment.

The scene was very quiet, and everyone only heard the sound of a brush on the drawing paper.

Occasionally, I heard the admiration of the daughters and young men and children from the rich family behind the crowd.

At this moment, they just saw the face of the portrait from the top of their heads. Isn’t the person in this portrait carved it from Tang Shunyan in one mold?

Except for the black ink, I cannot wear red heads with Tang Shunyan, who is sitting there. The red birthday boy is wearing red all over his body.

"It's really like the painting!"

“How did this be done?”

"Didn't you say there is no formal gentleman?"

"Is this a real farm girl?"

"When I see this portrait, I want her to draw one."

"Yes, the painting looks really like it. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really can't believe it is true."

"It's better than the teacher in our academy's paintings. After that, the teacher said that I didn't paint well, and I have a topic to talk about!"

When Ye Shiqi drew Tang Shunyan's avatar, the people's admiration voices couldn't help but look at Meng Zhaojun. Although everyone didn't talk about Meng Zhaojun in person, they were watching the show.

He had already used that gaze to confirm that Meng Zhaojun had lost.

Meng Zhaojun was stunned when she saw Ye Shiqi's painting technique and couldn't believe it. The baby who was only over two years old in front of her was just born in a farmhouse and was worse than her.

There are quite a few golden fingers on his body. This person must have lived a superior life in the past. If he had not had a good background and had studied some musical instruments or painting, he would not have known so much.

Maybe it was because I could make good photos if I had software on a high-tech computer or mobile phone.

There is no need to have much good painting skills, and people with better abilities have become painters.

Ordinary people can also draw and sell them in the gallery to make money.

This little girl who is only over two years old in front of her has such a foundation in painting. Even if the farmer is poor, she can make money for her family by buying a pen and drawing paper.

Meng Zhaojun was even more sure that the little girl in front of her was the real time traveler like her.

Her sisters did not act so abnormally, they were the real farm girl.

For Ye Shiqi who was so rebellious with her just now, no wonder she didn't want to be friends with them. It turned out that she had a foresight.

Meng Zhaojun knew that he was going to lose, but his eyes were betrayed, but his expression was so unwilling.

Tang Shunyan sat there, and he could not see what Ye Shiqi drew for him, and only heard the voices of his companions.

Tang Shunyan showed an excited smile on his face, but it was still the same position as before, and it was difficult to hide the excited expression on his face.

If Tang Shunyan’s expression is another painter, he will only draw the wood-like expression of Tang Shunyan just now.

Ye Shiqi is different. She has seen Tang Shunyan happy, excited, joyful and angry, and many expressions are in her mind.

The little boy just said that to Meng Zhaojun, and his face showed an angry expression.

Ye Shiqi guessed the next moment that if she could draw the boy very much, she would make the outside world's voice happy.

Then the boy's expression in front of him will be happy and excited!

Someone from a big family taught him, but his expression was not revealed on his face. The reason for his age was also true feelings!

Tang Shunyan's heart was already revealed in his expression at this moment. He cared so much about Ye Shiqi and her win or lose.

He cared more about doing something than he did, and met Ye Shiqi among the Ye sisters. The little boy didn't know that his care was not just about brother-sister relationship.

Of course he wouldn't understand at this moment. When one day he grew up, he might understand!

Ye Shiqi showed a confident smile on her lips. As she thought, wasn't the expression of the little boy in front of her expressing the expression in her portrait?

Everyone thought she was even more amazing. Tang Shunyan had not been able to print her face in the ink, but she was not so accurate.

I was using black ink at this moment, and there was no need to paint it anymore. I just simply drew the characters, and the stool made by the characters, and simply drew some simple layouts in the study behind the boy.

It took less than half an hour to go, and it didn't seem that it was too long. For a girl who was only over two years old, he also felt very tired from his hands.

When she put down the pen in her hand, she had to rub it with her other hand, and she had been drawing her hand for so long.

In order not to affect Ye Shiqi just now, Tang Shunyan sat still without moving, and it was almost an hour more tiring than him in class.

He couldn't help but move his body, and his feet felt numb.

"Chunxiang comes to help me!"

Tang Shunyan didn't dare to walk like this, pretending that his feet were numb, for fear of being crutched.

"Young Master, please slow down!"

"Help me in front of the painting!"

Tang Shunyan came to the painting table with one turn and saw the portrait of Moji that had not yet dried. He laughed and said, "Hahaha, I'll just say that my breasts can draw."

He didn't think it would be more exciting to Meng Zhaojun, and did not say what he had just said. Since he had already won, he could not pursue this topic anymore.

Today is his birthday, and he just wants his friends to be happy. It is too embarrassing for Meng Zhaojun to go back to complain, but it is not very good to his family.

Since Tang Shunyan became more sensible, he has been listening to his family telling him to give in to Meng Zhaojun.

Sometimes he still feels unconvinced. Oh, his personality makes him more tolerant to others. This is why Meng Zhaojun has been pestering him, leaving him without freedom in his spare time and helpless.

Meng Zhaojun was a little unwilling to accept it, and when she saw Tang Shunyan's happy expression again, it seemed that he was the one who beat her. The smile of the little boy in front of her was so irritating to his eyes.

This made her proud heart and she continued to speak the following language without admitting her defeat.

"Hmph, I'm good at painting, but it doesn't mean I'm better than me. My portrait is Tang Shunyan, I painted two years ago. My skills are much better now than two years ago. I don't know who loses and who wins!"

Meng Zhaojun has such confidence, which is attributed to her imitating the Ye family toys in the past two years. He has already remembered the portraits and expressions of Ye Shiqi just now.

I felt that drawing an exact same painting would not be difficult for her at all.

Someone always copied the paintings of the master of painting to make the real ones. The paintings of the little girl in front of her were the simplest, and she also knew that they were simple drawings.

Meng Zhaojun didn't say how good her skills were, but she felt that having the paintings drawn by the person in front of her was equivalent to having a painting facing her, which really made her unable to defeat her.

Everyone thought this episode would become a thing of the past, but they didn't expect that Meng Zhaojun was still resolutely. Everyone was already considering her face and not making fun of her.

The peasants did not stimulate Meng Zhaojun on this topic. This woman was so stubborn. The daughter and the young master were both looking at her and not daring to speak, as if they would make enemies as soon as they spoke.

Children from wealthy families are more precocious, and adults will remind them not to offend noble people when they come to the banquet.
To be continued...