The Prodigal Son of the Empire

When going up to the mountain to gather wind, if you stumbled and fell off the cliff, this is why you failed to participate in the competition!

Shameless!Wang Dingchang shouted angrily, how can a good person make a mistake, there must be something hidden in it!

Li Jitong snorted coldly, his expression was equally unkind, and he also thought of the joints.

"It seems that God intends to let the Earl's Mansion lose!"

Luo Chuannan shook his head and said, it's just that there was a little bit of schadenfreude in it.

He didn't know what Yang Xiuwen did.

And Zheng Xian was flustered for a while, he was found, so he didn't seem to be completely dead yet?

Dong Yiwu, Dong Qian and his son looked at each other and smiled. They are doomed to lose this time!

Wang Kang's face is full of grief and self-blame, it's all his own carelessness, why don't he send more people to follow?

Cousin Su Zhe is still so young, if he cannot be saved because of this...

It was this Yang Xiuwen, Wang Kang looked at him, this person didn't move at all, he was still painting, as if everything had nothing to do with him!

Damn it, you really touched my scales.

I'll let you taste it back a little bit, and pay the price!

And now I want to beat you on the painting that you are best at first!

Wang Kang thought about it and said in a deep voice: "I want to continue to compete for my cousin's painting. At this moment, I am Su Zhe, and Su Zhe is me!"

He signaled Zhou Qing and Liu Jin to leave, and then sat down again!

Looking at the drawing paper in front of him, scenes about Su Zhe turned over in his mind.

"It's better for you to stay here, be free!"

"Cousin, to tell you the truth, I also dislike grandpa's rotten stuff."

"My cousin has two beautiful wives and beautiful relatives... I really envy others!"

"For the competition, I should try my best to paint."

"Cousin, I like lotus the most, and I also like painting lotus the most. The lotus emerges from the mud without being stained. I, the scholars of my generation, should be like this!"

Although the relationship was short, Wang Kang liked this humble, courteous and gentle cousin very much.

Thinking of him hanging on the tree for a day and a night, even if he woke up briefly, he did not forget about the competition and apologized to him.

Cousin... Su Zhe!

The sadness on Wang Kang's face was even heavier, and tears were falling from the corners of his eyes!

Since you love lotus, then my cousin will draw a painting of lotus blooming!

Wang Kang suddenly opened his eyes. He picked up the jug and poured the wine into the glass, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, and then directly sprayed out the whole drawing paper!

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked again!

"Did he become insane because of his cousin's incident? He was drinking at this very moment!"

Yu Hong said in surprise?

"He deserves it, the more he is like this, the better it is for us!" Dong Hui sneered for a while.

"The incense has burned more than half, even if it is too late for him to paint at this moment, let alone he still can't, we will win this round!"

Dong Qian said with a smile on his face: "It seems that I don't need to play, I still want to compete with Wang Kang, so I have no chance!"

"Haha!" Hearing this, several people laughed.

"Compared to Wang Kang, you can see that Yang Xiuwen is writing with both hands at the moment, and he is holding two pens in his left and right hands," Xuan Pinghou's emissary said in surprise.

"This is a superb skill in painting, one mind and two uses, two hands and four strokes!"

"Xiuwen's painting skills are naturally superb!" Luo Chuannan said with a smile: "This is not his specialty, what he is best at is painting tigers, the unity of form and spirit, that is a masterpiece!"

"Look, Wang Kang moved!" I don't know who exclaimed, and when people heard it, they all looked at Wang Kang.

Wang Kang did move. The moment the wine sprayed onto the paper, he picked up the paintbrush...

Before that he could not paint.

But since his father, Wang Dingchang, told him that there was going to be a competition for the fiefdom, and there was another one of them, the competition of painting, he was learning.

Where does the learning path come from?Naturally, it is the library in my mind.

The library has a large stock of books, everything you need.

Whenever Wang Kang is free every day, he learns to flip through books on painting in his mind.

One, two, five...

He didn't know how much he had seen, but he gradually discovered that the knowledge of painting that he had seen and understood would be mastered after he had fully grasped it.

He can even draw!

Not only the theory, but also the practice!

This may be a further improvement of the golden finger, and the specifics still need to be tested, but he knows how to draw!

And because there are so many books to learn, and the painting knowledge contained in them does not know geometry, so that his painting level does not know how far he has reached!

This is the real reason why he dared to compete!

Having mastered so much, how can Yang Xiuwen surpass him even if he has the title of Little Painter?

Wang Kangti dipped his pen in paint, and then danced like a dragon and a phoenix on the drawing paper, using the brush like a god!

He wants to paint a lotus, a unique lotus!

Only because Su Zhe... only loves Lian!

He wants to use this lotus to place his hopes on Su Zhe, and he will be fine!He will definitely be cured!

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned again.

"He started drawing!"

"Wang Kang took a sip of wine before and sprayed it on the drawing paper. The drawing paper is already wet. How can I paint?"