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Chapter 189 The Master of the Masters
Ye Luo raised her eyes and looked at the thin teacher, very puzzled: "Teacher, what are you talking about? I don't understand. Didn't you ask me to do a self-criticism yesterday?"

Teacher Yang chuckled: "I want to see you. You haven't answered me yet. Then how did you draw it?"

Ye Luo had a frank face: "I just drew casually with a pen like that. Teacher, don't blame me. That's great. I will definitely study the introduction to linguistics."

It's nice not having to write a review.

"Drawing casually? Can random painting draw a painting that both masters are robbing? Yeluo, are you a fool when you are a teacher?"

Ye Luo innocently said: "I don't know why they want to grab it, maybe my painting is very different and realistic?"

She flashed a pair of clear water eyes, and her long and curly eyelashes fluttered one by one, speaking very sincerely.

Countless grass-mud horses flashed in Teacher Yang's heart.

Could it be that even Yeluo himself didn't know the value of that painting?
Is it true that she drew it casually as she said?

"You really don't know?"

"I really don't know. It's rumored that I threatened, but I really didn't."

"Of course you didn't threaten them. Both of them are stubborn old men. They won't bow their heads even if they point a gun at them. The master has the arrogance of a master, and those people don't know what to say."

Ye Luo's eyes widened: "Teacher, do you know those two masters?"

"Xu Yunfei is my uncle. I learned painting from him when I was young."

Ye Luo smiled and said, "Then you must know why they robbed my painting."

"Are you sure you don't know?"

Ye Luo shook her head sincerely: "I'm still very puzzled."

"Did you draw it casually?"

"It's not a random drawing, it's a picture that has been in my mind all the time. The senior asked me to draw a picture that day, so I drew it."

"Who taught you the technique of painting, and who did you learn from?"

Ye Luo wanted to talk about my master, but no one in this world knew her master's name.

"It's an old man in Sanqing Mountain."

Teacher Yang asked excitedly: "What's the old man's name, can you give me a specific address?"

Ye Luo shook his head: "It's very difficult for you to find Sanqing Mountain, especially my village. Now even if I go back by myself, I can't guarantee to find it."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, the old man must be a master."

"What kind of master?"

"Do you know what technique you used in the painting? It's the lost Jinhuidui! The Jinhuidui requires very high technical content, very high, but it seems to be a random sketch of a painter. Yours Although the painting is new, it looks as if it has a history of thousands of years, with a strong sense of history, and the scene is realistic and three-dimensional, making people feel like they are in the painting."

Yeluo blinked and listened, is her painting really that good?

In the past, when she was painting, the master always said that she didn't pay attention and just dealt with it.

No one has ever praised her so much.

Ye Luo looked at his hands, these clumsy hands could draw such a highly rated painting, the master probably laughed at how rare they were.

"Teacher, are you exaggerating too much?"

"It's not so good. How could the two masters compete? Don't you know that Jinhuidui requires painters to be good at portraiture, cursive, official script, and seal script, as well as be able to imitate various fonts and be good at painting flowers, birds, fish, insects, landscapes and figures, and be familiar with various steles. To put it bluntly, it takes a master of masters to draw the shape of Tuo and bronze wares!"

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