567, who loses and who dances striptease [1/3]

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It makes you disgusted me no matter how much, Zhang Zhongjing looked at Zhang Song's appearance and felt happy. You evil guy almost made me burn my hard work. Now your face is green, hahaha? Liang Jie is really good, so I can breathe happily for me.

The soft girl also felt it interesting. Until now, she had not figured out what Zhang Song was doing when he ran to Jingzhou for an envoy. It was not like that if she was here to stop the war between the Gongsun family and the Liu Zhang family, she kept saying something messy. It would be even more impossible to say that she was here to declare war. She would not have the courage.

Anyway, I saw her choking, but now she is choking, which is quite fun. The soft girl simply doesn't speak and watch the show coldly.

At this time, Zhang Song's face gradually returned from green to normal color, and the unique strong spirit of Sichuan girls was restored. She was really invincible.

Zhang Song angrily snorted at Sun Yu: "What a powerful man, he can never forget him, but this ability cannot defeat me. It is just a path to remember him. I want to see how far you can never forget him."

Zhang Song's body was shaken, and two large green words flew above his head: "Drawing". She was forced to a dead end by Sun Yu and was forced to show off her skills. It turned out that she saw that Sun Yu had the ability to memorize her, and knew that she would lose more than memorization, but she refused to admit defeat.

Because Liang Jie is just a man, Sun Yu, the only man in the world who knows how to be a general, is already dead. No matter how powerful Liang Jie is, he cannot beat a woman who knows how to be a general.

Zhang Song's military general skill "drawing" is a skill in the internal affairs department. Using this ability, she can draw things she has seen on the canvas, and the things she draws are no different from the original scenery. This skill is used to draw flowers, plants, insects, fish, birds and beasts, and urban figures. The most amazing thing is that this skill can be used to draw military maps, which is simply an accurate map maker.

She shouted and provoked at Sun Yu: "Liang Jie, I admit that you are better at memorizing the book than me when you see it, but...hum, can you memorize the paintings I draw?"

She snatched the four treasures of the study from the desk table in front of the soft girl, then picked up the pen and began to paint quickly on the paper. The green light wrapped around her pen, and the two big words "drawing" shone on the top of her head.

After a while, Zhang Song closed his pen and retreated, and the ink on the paper was not dry. Everyone saw that she was painting a mountain with beautiful mountains and beautiful mountains. Zhang Song said proudly: "This is my famous Emei Mountain in Sichuan, a boy named Liang. You wouldn't say that this painting was also a graffiti made by your young master Sun Dou, right? Humph!"

"Tsk, no culture!" Sun Yu shook his head and said, "Copying books can be called plagiarism, and copying can only be called copying."

Zhang Song said angrily: "Don't worry about the small questions about plagiarism and copying, I'll ask you, has your young master ever graffitied Mount Emei? Humph, I see that she has never even been to Mount Emei, and she can't even graffiti if she wants to."

Zhang Song dares to say this, of course she has her confidence. You should know that painting is different from memorization. If you just write down the contents of things like words, you can memorize them naturally, or even write them down. But painting... it is impossible to remember these things at a glance. The thickness of lines and the depth of the brush and ink are simply impossible to remember. Even if you write them down abnormally, you may not be able to lift your pen to draw an identical painting.

At this time, Zhang Zhongjing couldn't see it anymore. She put on a gangster and said, "Zhang Song, you are too shameless. Your painting was drawn with the skills of a general. You actually let a man copy it? Men don't know how to skilled a general. You are simply bullying."

Zhang Song turned his face and ignored her, and the meaning was clearly: "I'm bullying people, how about it? It's natural for women who know how to bully men who don't know how to be a general, and you don't care."

Zhang Zhongjing was so choked that she didn't want to show that she was Zhang Zhongjing, so she was just a maid. Zhang Song was a high-ranking official from Western Shu, so it was normal to ignore her, so she could only get angry.

At this time, the deputy captain "Liang Jie" with a helmet was obviously stumped by Zhang Song's Emei Mountain. Although everyone could not see his expression, they saw him take two steps back, obviously timid.

"Liang Jie" said in a trembling voice, "Oh, you draw with your general skills... like this... I..."

"Hahaha, are you scared?" Zhang Song, a girl from Sichuan, who was outspoken, smiled proudly: "Boy named Liang, how proud are you? It's amazing to be able to memorize? I'm called a general skill, you stinky men can only look up to me in your life."

Poor Liang Jie didn't say a word.

Zhang Song continued to say proudly: "Aren't you very good at it? Let's take a look at it if you copy it? Or ask your young master to doodle it again, hahahaha."

Liang Jie still dared not interfere.

Zhang Song was so proud that he laughed: "Your young man can mainly graffiti to create the same paintings, so I will dance a striptease here. Hahaha!"

Tsk, it’s really hard to stop people from seeking death. Sun Yu sighed in his heart: I deliberately pretended to be low-key and pretended to be scared, but you just got yourself into it. You can’t blame me for this, just grab your braid first.

Sun Yu didn't wait for Zhang Song to change his words, and suddenly said, "Seriously? If your painting was made by my young master, would you just dance a striptease here?" He was talking about the young master's graffiti, but everyone in the hall knew that it was "Liang Jie" who was going to take action himself. This time, everyone couldn't help but wonder. It's not surprising that he could recite the book at a glance, and it was not too strange to remember it. At least there have been many such figures throughout history, but it would be a bit exaggerated to be able to copy a painting without any mistakes. How could Liang Jie really do it?

When Zhang Song heard Liang Jie's words, he knew that something was wrong. He would definitely be sure that he would dare to say this. But she had already said that she was so embarrassed that she could not get into the sheath. Now she would be difficult to change her words. Moreover, she was on behalf of Western Shu. If she retreated, not only would she be embarrassed, but the entire Liu Zhang family would be embarrassed together.

She had to bite the bullet and said, "Jump if you can copy it, I will really jump! But then again, if you can't copy it, what should I do?" She said, while rolling the painting she had just drawn into a cloth scroll and put it away so that Sun Yu would not look at it a few more times to deepen his memory. Poor Zhang Song didn't know that Sun Yu had asked nm01 to take a photo of the painting.

Oh, do you want me to make a condition? Sun Yu started thinking, but before he could think about it for two seconds, the soft girl sitting in the head said loudly: "If he can't copy it, I, Gongsun Zan, will dance a striptease here."

Si, everyone with discerning eyes in the hall gasped! Lord, although we all know that Liang Jie is actually Sun Yu, you have too much confidence in Sun Yu. You simply bet on Sun Yu without hesitation.

Of course, there are also people who don’t know who Sun Yu is. Zhang Zhongjing and Zhang Song were shocked and looked at the soft girl in disbelief. The king of a country cannot tell jokes. Do you believe that big-headed soldier so much?

Zhang Song's sweat suddenly flowed down and he thought to himself: It's not good, Gongsun Zan believes in him so much, he must have considerable abilities.

Zhang Zhongjing was thinking about another thing: Is this man very honest? Gongsun Zan actually trusted him so much? I don’t believe in the word “trust”. I believed Han Xuan wrongly at the beginning, which made me live a few years when people are not like humans and ghosts are not like ghosts. I will never trust anyone again, uh... Xiao Zhao Yun Xu Wai. Huh? Since this man is so trusted by Gongsun Zan, will he be like Xiao Zhao Yun, be kind and without any impurities? I have to pay attention to this matter in the future. If he is really honest, I will be friends with him.

Hearing the soft girl's words, Sun Yu was excited. Through his helmet, he stopped a gentle gaze on the soft girl's face, and the two sides exchanged a knowing look.

Then Sun Yu walked to the middle of the hall, took the four treasures of the study, spread the canvas, and picked up the pen to dip ink.

nm01 has already completed the scanning of Emei Mountain drawn by Zhang Song. The filter function has performed 50% transparent treatment on Zhang Song's painting, and then pasted the painting on Sun Yu's retina, as if a colored contact lens was pasted on Sun Yu's eyeball. Sun Yu's eyes passed through this projection and fell onto the canvas.

A painting of Mount Emei appeared on the originally white canvas, but only Sun Yu could see this painting, and what others saw was still a piece of white paper.

Sun Yu carefully lifted the pen, controlled his strength, and copied it according to the virtual lines...

In fact, Sun Yu's painting skills are very bad. Few children from later generations have learned to draw with brushes. Sun Yu's hobby is robot production, and of course he has never learned to draw. His best painting method is to cover a translucent white paper on a painted painting, and then draw it with a brush to draw it according to the lines.

This action is called "Menghua" in Sun Yu's hometown dialect. In fact, the level is even worse than copying, and it is simply an inequality painting method.

But... the biggest advantage of this inefficient painting method is that it has high simulation, and every stroke and every line can perfectly fit the original painting. Of course, the hand cannot shake, otherwise the ink will be done if it spreads.

Therefore, Sun Yu painted very slowly, and he drew it stroke by stroke.

In order to conceal his amazing painting skills, Sun Yu had to stop deliberately by drawing a few strokes, pretending to think, and murmured: "Huh? Is there a thread on Zhang Song's painting? Is it a little too hard to remember."

However, his actions that he pretended to be unable to remember did not arouse others' suspicion. It was easy to remember an article, but it was a bit difficult to remember every line in a painting. If he didn't pretend to think about it like this, it would be really scary.

Sun Yu kept painting and painting, and for more than an hour, every time he drew a stroke, Zhang Song's face turned ugly, until Sun Yu's last stroke fell on the canvas, he stood up and laughed, "It's done! Please take out your painting and compare it to see if there is anything wrong with it."

Zhang Song looked carefully at the paintings drawn by Sun Yu, his body became stiffer and stiffer, and finally said dejectedly: "No need to compare... stripping... I'll dance..."
Chapter completed!