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Director Wang Zhengyu came over with a thick stack of white paper and some ink.

"Director, what is this for?"

Sister Zifeng looked at these Fang Sibao and the blank paper, and couldn't help asking:

"Is this for us to paint?"

Wang Zhengyu put the things down: "Yes, we have a special event today, a painting competition!"

After speaking, Wang Zhengyu asked the staff to bring a long table over.

Then, he spread out the white paper on the long table.

It is more than two meters long!

Teacher Huang was surprised: "Such a big piece of paper, don't you want us to draw a picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival?"

"Don't worry, I still have my doubts about your strength."

Wang Zhengyu curled his lips and drew a picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival. Isn't this making things difficult for you?

"You are free to play. As for what to draw, let each draw an animal."

Wang Zhengyu added.

"Drawing animals? I'm good at this!"

Peng Peng studied painting for a period of time before.

Dozens of portraits of animals are drawn every day.

So, I heard Wang Zhengyu's request.

Peng Peng felt that this was his chance to show off his skills and show off again!

"Director, can I come first?"

Wang Zhengyu looked at Peng Peng who was eager to try, and said with a smile: "Of course! Then you come first!"

Then, he gave Peng Peng a paintbrush.

After Peng Peng got the brush, he immediately dipped it in ink.

Although it is a brush, it looks like a brush and needs to be stained with ink to use.

"Let me think about it, what kind of animal should I draw?"

Peng Peng thought for a while, and thought of what he was going to draw. Tiger!

At this time, Teacher Huang, Peng Peng, and sister Zifeng.

All surrounded Peng Peng.

"Wow, is Peng Peng going to draw a tiger?"

"Okay, I can't tell, the technique is quite professional."

"Could it be specially learned??"

Everyone surrounded Peng Peng and praised him.

But Peng Peng remained silent, concentrating on the pen and paper.

After ten minutes.

Peng Peng's tiger is finished.

And it's also colored to look lifelike.

"Wow, what a great painting!"

Everyone was stunned. They never expected that the painting of Peng Peng's tiger turned out to be so similar, just like the real thing.

Even the audience was amazed.

"As expected of an art student, this painting level is not bad!"

"It looks like Brother Tai outside!"

"Ah, Jue Jue Zi! Peng Peng's paintings are awesome!"

"Is there a girl upstairs? Add a WeChat account?"

"Oh, it's Pu Xinnan again, don't add it!"

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Hearing the praises from around, Peng Peng was also a little complacent: "It's not bad, I feel that many details have not been drawn well."

"Old man, take a look at the tiger painted by Peng Peng, isn't it very similar?"

Sister Zifeng picked up the painting and spread it out in front of Ye Xuan who was not far away.

Ye Xuan glanced at it slightly, and then frowned slightly.

"Whoever drew this is too sloppy!"

In a word, the smile on Peng Peng's face stopped immediately.

Draw yourself poorly? ? ?

"Old man, am I not good at drawing?"

Peng Peng looked at the tiger he drew again, he felt that it was not bad!

Where is the painting bad?

Ye Xuan said lightly: "You only drew the shape of the tiger, but you didn't draw its soul."

"If this painting has a perfect score of [-], I will only give it [-] points."

I rely on!

thirty marks?

Feelings are still far from passing? ?

Peng Peng was confused: "Old man, what is the said soul, can you teach me?"