I broke out of the grave and was broadcast live by Yearning

Everyone felt that it was impossible for Tang Bohu to cheat.

after all,

Their talents are here.

Besides, are there still few injustice cases in history?

"Old man, can you draw?"

Peng Peng just said this out of his mouth.

I felt like I was asking nonsense!

If Ye Xuan didn't know how to draw, how could he teach Tang Bohu?

"I'll do some."

However, Ye Xuan only answered very low-key.

about talents.

Painting is indeed not Ye Xuan's best skill.

Even only at the end.

However, with Ye Xuan's current level, he can still beat 90.00% of the world's painting masters.

"Old man, why don't you come and draw one too?"

Peng Peng had an idea, he wanted to see Ye Xuan's painting level.

"Forget it, I haven't drawn for a long time."

Ye Xuan declined.

"Oh, Grandpa Ye, why don't you draw us a picture, okay?"

Unexpectedly, sister Zifeng hugged Ye Xuan's arm and acted coquettishly.

The audience saw this scene.

One by one is jealous.

All in large characters in the barrage: "What's the matter, come to me!"

"Hey, you little brat"

When Zifeng's sister acted like a baby, Ye Xuan couldn't bear it.

"Forget it, let's show you a hand."

Ye Xuan shook his head, walked to the white paper on the table, and picked up the brush.

"Finally I can see the old man draw!"

"A shocking work, coming out soon??"

"By the way, what is the old man painting? Isn't it a tiger?"

The eyes of the audience looked on.

I saw Ye Xuan draw a long line on the white paper.

I can't see at all what I want to draw.

"The old man is drawing a snake?"

"It's so long, it should be a snake!"

"Haha, I never thought that the old man would be interested in snakes!"

"One thing to say, drawing a snake is not too challenging."

"Wait, now it suddenly doesn't look like a snake"

End of this chapter

Chapter 194? The drawing is a dragon

Following the movement of Ye Xuan's hand on the paper, everyone's eyes were also attracted.

Ye Xuan's painting techniques are very proficient, as if he has had the foundation for hundreds of years.

"Isn't this a dragon!"

"It's my fault for my poor eyesight, I didn't realize it was a dragon."

"My God, this painter is a bit too awesome."

"Sure enough, as soon as Mr. Ye made a move, he knew that this was a lifelike dragon."

The people in the live broadcast room were all shocked, they had never seen such a dragon painted so divinely.

"Oh my god! Grandpa Ye, is your painting a dragon? It's so beautiful. I thought it was a snake at first."

Sister Zifeng stared at the painting on the table with her big eyes, her pupils dilated slightly, and she looked extremely serious.

"I'm really willing to bow down, Grandpa Ye, your painter is really amazing, I really can't compare."

Seeing the divine dragon on the paper that seemed to be descended from the Nine Heavens, Peng Peng immediately bowed down.

Sure enough, don't compare yourself to Ye Xuan no matter what, because you can't compare to him at all. How can a person who has slept for more than ten years be comparable to ordinary people like them?

"I'm sorry. The ink and brush are not top-notch. I'm a little unskilled in handling them, and the things I draw are also a little unsightly."

Ye Xuan shook his head, looking at the painting on the table with just this brow, he seemed very dissatisfied.

And the people in the live broadcast room seemed to be blown up by a bomb, and they kept swiping the screen one by one.

"This can also be called not playing well, then am I a cripple?"

"This is simply the level of a master of Chinese painting, okay?"

"The master of Chinese painting upstairs, Mr. Ye is much better than the master of Chinese painting."

"I have been kept awake by Mr. Ye's Versailles for the past few days. This dragon is so beautifully drawn, but he actually said that he didn't show his full skills. What should we mortals do?"

"Now I seem to be able to understand Peng Peng's feelings. I can't stand being beaten continuously by Mr. Ye."