Rebirth of the poisonous concubine

Chapter 57 From today onwards, the name moves Jiangnan

Chapter 57 From today onwards, the name moves Jiangnan

"What nonsense are you talking about? Ye Muxi's hands are wrapped into rice dumplings, how can he hold a pen." Xiao Ziyao snorted coldly, and said unhappily, "Aren't you her second sister? Are you the one who cheats on my sister?"

After Ye Yiyun's incident, Xiao Ziyao felt that he owed Ye Muxi once, so he defended her.

When Ye Wanxue saw Xiao Ziyao stand out for Ye Muxi, her teeth itch with hatred, but she said with a smile on the surface, "Master Xiao doesn't know my sister's skills, I have never seen anyone who draws better than her, Even if you are injured, you can definitely draw better than me."

To flatter Ye Muxi is to force her to come up to paint, which is flattery.

At this moment, another woman's crisp voice appeared in the crowd, "Ye Muxi must be extraordinary if she can break the eternal absolute. Everyone says she is Jun Mochen, the son of Jun Mochen, who is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I have known it for a long time, but this female middle school Jun Mochen, I don't know if it is not worthy of the name."

Ye Muxi followed the voice, she saw a richly dressed lady from a wealthy family, she was beautiful, but she didn't recognize her.

As soon as she finished speaking, another woman continued, "That's right, the little girl also wants to see and see, and invite Miss Ye Si to come on stage and show her skills..."

"If you refuse to paint, do you think we are not worthy of appreciation?"

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The girls suddenly made a noise.Ye Muxi didn't even know her, but she also knew that she was absolutely in the limelight just now, and she was treated specially by Nangong Lin, which made these people jealous, and now they are all booing, wanting to see her make a fool of herself.

Knowing that her right hand was scalded and unable to hold a pen, she was still so aggressive.

Seeing everyone cheering, Ye Wanxue felt a burst of pride in her heart.Ye Muxi, let you stand out, everyone deserves to be hostile to you.

Ye Muxi glanced around, without the slightest trace of anger on her face, and said calmly, "Thank you all for your appreciation, but I want to explain first that Jun Mochen, the female middle school, is ashamed and dare not be a gentleman. The gentleman is a talented man, and everyone in the world knows it. How dare I compare myself with Mr. Jun. As you all said, Mr. Jun is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I only know a little bit, so I really can't be called him."

Nangong Lin's eyes fell on Ye Muxi. When she said this, others thought she was justifying her inability to paint, but Nangong Lin saw that this woman was about to explode.

"That is to say, you don't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?" The woman who spoke out first said with a sneer.

If Ye Muxi answered yes, she would immediately become a laughing stock who knew nothing.If the answer is no, she must be compelled to act one or the other.

"I said it just now, I know a little bit." Ye Muxi was already prepared in her heart, and bent her lips.

Ye Wanxue immediately took over the words, "Fourth sister, come up and paint quickly, so that everyone can see how good your paintings are."

"Second sister won the prize. The little girl's paintings are mediocre, but since you all want to appreciate them today, I naturally can't disappoint." Ye Muxi stepped out of her seat, her silver-white fairy dress fluttering, her beauty is overwhelming.

She just walked onto the stage gracefully, with a swaying figure, but she attracted everyone's attention.

Ye Muxi walked to the desk where Ye Wanxue was painting just now. Ye Wanxue's painting had already been hung on the easel, and there was only blank rice paper left here. Ye Muxi picked up the brush and started painting.

As soon as she picked up the pen, everyone present exclaimed in unison. Many people stood up from their seats and stretched their necks to look at the desk.

Because Ye Muxi didn't hold the pen with her injured right hand, she used her left hand.

Left hand painting, the legendary left hand painting!
It is rumored that brilliant painters can paint with both hands, but it takes a lot of time for ordinary people to practice painting with one hand alone, and there are so many female arts that ladies have to learn, few people can master the skill of left-handed painting.

Generally, those who can draw with the left hand are those masters who have been immersed in painting for decades.

There are also people who can draw with their left hand when they are young, but those are all extremely talented people.When Ye Muxi raised her hand, the surrounding area was shaken.

Ye Wanxue was also taken aback, but she comforted herself silently in her heart, Ye Muxi is not that good, she is only 15 years old, even if she practiced left-handed painting, she is just too ambitious, it is impossible to achieve anything, she can only barely make a painting .

Ye Muxi's drawing speed is very fast, her left hand drawing is no slower than Ye Wanxue's right hand drawing, but in a short while, a lotus will fill the pond and the painting will be completed.

After putting down the pen, Ye Muxi lifted the painting and placed it in front of Nangong Lin's desk.I saw that the rice paper was also full of lotus flowers, but this one was better than Ye Wanxue's, no matter in terms of rendering technique or profound artistic conception.

The dragonflies staying on the lotus and the fish rippling in the water are full of vitality.

"Good! Great painting! It's amazing that the left-handed painting can reach this level." Jun Mochen clapped his hands in praise, looked at Ye Muxi and smiled appreciatively, "Fourth Miss, you are impressive every time. And What can't you?"

Ye Muxi was not at all complacent.This is the experience of her previous life, she was never proud, but it made Ye Wanxue lift a stone and drop her in the foot, which made her heart happy.

Nangong Lin's eyes fell on the painting, and then fell on Ye Muxi's hands wrapped into rice dumplings.A stunning and talented left-hand painting, everyone appreciates her talent and color, only his eyes, the white bandage is particularly dazzling.

Injure her right hand first, and then force her to paint. Her left hand painting is not to show off, but to be persecuted and counterattack beautifully.

Jun Mochen personally hung the painting on the easel and uploaded it below, so that everyone could see the legendary left-hand painting.

Ye Wanxue's face was pale, and she was so regretful that she wished she could hang herself.The two paintings hang together, with the same scenery, but Ye Muxi's composition and artistic conception are better than hers, and they are more vivid than hers. This is a left-handed painting that is even more admirable.

Ye Qingyao was also completely overwhelmed by Ye Muxi's talent.She thinks that she has a little talent and learning, but she will never be able to do what Ye Muxi has done. She is absolutely admirable through the ages, and she draws with her left hand.

Everyone was discussing, this time they looked at Ye Muxi differently.It can be said that Qiangu Absolute is just a flash of inspiration and a moment of luck, but the left-handed painting, without amazing talent and years of skills, absolutely cannot draw.

This time, Ye Muxi and Zuo Shouhua will definitely be famous in Jiangzhou, no, it will be famous in the whole of Jiangnan.

Among the 36 states in the south of the Yangtze River, she is number one in painting.

Seeing Ye Wanxue's regretful face, Ye Muxi was very relieved.It's not her style to be scalded and pretend to be okay. It's Ye Muxi who goes up and hits her in the face after the other party sets the stage.

"Ye Wanxue, what you said is true. Ye Muxi is really better than you in drawing even if she is injured." Xiao Ziyao admired Ye Muxi's left-hand painting, and while amazed, he still did not forget to mock Ye Wanxue.

Who told this woman to avenge her kindness? If it wasn't for Ye Muxi, she wouldn't even be able to enter the literary society, but after Ye Muxi's hand was burned, she insisted on forcing her to paint.

Mr. Xiao has a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and she is not pleasing to the eyes.

(End of this chapter)