School flower's personal ghost king

"Liu Yi!" Liu Yi raised his head and answered with a calm smile. This banquet is like a whirlpool of power, and at this moment, the center of the whirlpool has come to him.

Although the people around and even Gao Wenjie were worried for a while, they didn't know whether Liu Yi, a student, could adapt to this kind of wealthy banquet, whether he would go up the torrent or be submerged in the whirlpool.

But Liu Yi himself is indifferent, because in his opinion, this is not called a night banquet of a wealthy family at all. In the past, most of the banquets he attended were patriarchs, and the waves of the whirlpool were far from being as simple as sarcasm and cynicism. There are thousands of people whose heads have fallen, or the traitor Xiaoxiao inside the vampire kingdom, or the evil werewolves lurking around the kingdom. It is really a matter of life. Relatively speaking, this banquet of the Gao family is still a show.

"Oh, Liu Yi, I remembered. Just now Wen Jie said, are you still in college?" Li Xinru smiled charmingly. If you just look at this smile, it will definitely make any man soft, but once you understand the truth behind this smile With the heart of a snake and a scorpion, no matter how charming the obsequiousness is, it is also disgusting.

"Don't be devious, you just want to know what gift I brought to the old man!" Liu Yi knew that if he followed the woman's questions all the way, he would be taken into the pit unknowingly after less than three questions. Here, the eldest prince Liu didn't take this kind of trick. Since these people regarded him as a huge threat and wanted to suppress him, he had no choice but to counterattack.

"Hehe, interesting, then what gift did you bring to the old man?" Hearing this, Li Xinru was taken aback for a moment, probably not expecting that this brat would dare to directly contradict her, but hitting a snake would take seven inches, and she Li Xinru wouldn't immediately become like a shrew and yell at Liu Yi.

Gift, she believes that this can definitely kill this little kid, because she has just secretly investigated it, although this kid is talented, but his family is very poor, and he didn't have any special preparations before he came, and he definitely couldn't come up with a decent gift. Gift.

When asked about the gifts, Zhao Xi, Li Chenggang and the others all smiled. The gifts they gave the old man were all unique in the world, and it was impossible for this kid to get them.

And Gao Wenjie desperately pulled her aunt Gao Qinge to help her again, and at the same time winked at Liu Yi, don't take out those two bottles of medicinal wine, she will definitely slap her in the face!

"There is no better gift than heart. What I want to give to Grandpa Gao is a painting. I painted it with my own hand and wanted to finish it at home. Later, Wen Jie said that since it was painted with my own hand, it is better to come here to paint it. It can also be regarded as a banquet. Add some atmosphere!" Just when Gao Qinge couldn't bear her niece's begging and was about to help out again, Liu Yi spoke out again.

"Draw it by yourself?" Li Xinru laughed, and everyone around snickered. They just said it without any gifts, and they added something to the atmosphere. Besides, can the paintings I made compare with these antiques?In the end, it's not just asking for trouble, it's better to just give up and get beaten less.

"Oh? Do you know how to draw? Well, I have pens and inks here. I haven't seen people draw for a long time. It's just so lively!" Mr. Gao regained his energy and ordered the left and right to prepare paper and pens. In fact, anyone can read It can be seen that he is helping Gao Wenjie intentionally.

As for Gao Wenjie herself, she was stunned, could Liu Yi really know how to paint?If he said that he could perform martial arts, she would not doubt it, but for painting, she had painted for him, and even if he came from an art major, the things he painted could not be compared with antique calligraphy and paintings!

Blessed by the Buddha, he must be a great painter, otherwise, Tang Bohu's soul can be possessed in an instant!

Following Liu Yi's instructions, Mr. Gao's guards prepared pens and paper in the center of the banquet hall.

As soon as the posture is opened, not to mention the people around, even the guards who put the paper and pens are full of disdain. The drawing paper is 18 meters long and [-] meters wide. What does this kid want to do?A masterpiece?Generally speaking, it takes at least a week or two to draw such a huge work. Is this kid going to let the banquet last for several days and nights?

Moreover, the pen and ink are also in Western style, with brushes and oil paints, which made Li Xinru snigger on the side. She knew that this kid must want to paint retro style, but according to the information she has, before this kid went to college, he did nothing but cut classes. In addition, he has made a lot of achievements, let alone took a painting class, and now he still wants to paint retro style. Hey, he is young and energetic. Let's see how he ends up later.

Prince Liu didn't bother to care about the surrounding discussions. Since he decided to counterattack, let them experience tonight what is the most treasured thing in European culture. Even after 400 years, it is still the pride of the human kingdom.

Lightly brushing and ink, Liu Yi started to paint, and saw his hand swinging quickly like swinging a sword, both fast and grand, and the scene in the brush was already showing its majesty.

It was a battle scene. Liu Yi's few strokes have already outlined a warrior wearing long boots and an arrow-feather hat on his head. He is holding a Western-style spear and is rushing forward.

This made Mr. Gao's eyes brighten. Looking at the style of painting, isn't that just the scene at the end of the eighteenth century in Europe? It is his favorite part of history.

"Napoleon!" When Liu Yi drew to the center of the giant painting, the old man couldn't help shouting softly, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. Every marshal has a Napoleon plot, but few people have exposed it. Napoleon of the Western Sword stood calmly on the high slope, as if he was deaf to the fierce fighting around him. He couldn't help but think of Napoleon's famous saying that he repeatedly warned his subordinates when he was still in the army, that he didn't want to be a marshal His soldiers are not good soldiers, and he also takes Napoleon and Eisenhower as examples in his heart. As a commander, he must not be chaotic.

The reason why the old man was amazed was that Liu Yi's painting touched many things in his heart, while the people around him were stunned because this kid drew too fast, he had already finished half of the 18-meter-long painting in the blink of an eye , and it is not a random graffiti, the charm in the painting is to reveal the three-dimensional effect of Western paintings, so that what is placed in front of you is not a painting, but a vivid battlefield.

Seeing the smile on the face of the aunt, and the dullness of the aunt Li Xinru, Gao Wenjie immediately felt relieved, and scolded in her heart, it turned out that this guy Liu Yi really knows how to draw, and his painting skills are not bad, it's okay , I finally stabilized the situation, and I went to the back to give him a massage as a reward.

"This is..." Everyone was still obsessed with Napoleon's heroic figure, but Liu Yi had already reached the second half of the painting.

Appearing in the lower right corner of the huge painting is a luthier, who is concentrating on his work, as if the battle situation around him is also related to him.

Only then did everyone know that Napoleon, who was hailed as a miracle creator by later generations, was not only calm in the face of battle, but also listened to the piano on the battlefield.

Laymen watching the excitement, experts watching the doorway, most of the people around are shocked by the scene in the painting, but Mr. Gao strode over, he has already seen that this is not Liu Yi's casual work, but a painting Shocking but long-lost famous painting rubbings.