I like you by heart

"Ha ha ha ha, I'm so happy. I've seen shameless people. I haven't seen such shameless people!" Zhao Xiang suddenly burst into an exaggerated smile.

Luo Qingqing was also a little excited. She didn't expect that Luo Qingqing would die like this. She dared to say that she was the best painter!

No one here knows that Liu Xiang has a great talent for painting. None of the expensive girls in Kyoto can match her.

"Do you want to make a bet?" Ping An looks at Zhao Xiang.

"That's what you want to bet on yourself. OK, if you lose, kowtow to me and admit it!" Zhao Xiang felt that his face could be found at last.

"What if you lost?"

"How can I lose?" Zhao Xiang immediately accepted the fan, but looking at the little girl's persistent appearance, he said, "if I lose, I kowtow to you and admit my mistake, call you auntie, OK?"

"Let's start! But first of all, I only use the tools I bring! However, what is the standard of comment for this painting? "

"Of course, whoever draws the most is the winner." Liu Xiang was the master, so he came out to explain.

"OK, since that's the case, I don't think it's interesting to draw these landscapes. Why don't we draw figures? How about everyone draw a new one?" Ping An looks at the crowd with a smile.

"We're almost done. It's not fair to redraw." Some people don't like it.

"Since I don't like the pictures, I think the characters are the best, Miss Liu, do you think?"

"In that case, let's draw again. Anyway, it's not long since our flower feast began."

Liu Xiang is very curious. What skill does Luo Qingqing have? He is so calm. He dare to bet with Zhao Xiang!

You know, if she loses today, she will become the laughingstock of Kyoto.

Liu Xiang specializes in painting. She naturally knows that characters are the most difficult to draw. It's not difficult to draw images, but it's really difficult to be vivid.

Liu Xiangdu spoke, and others could not say anything. They could only agree. The servant girls prepared the paper again and asked shuier to take out the tools they had brought.

Everyone looked at her curiously and said, "eight kings, why don't you model us? How about painting you?"

Meng confused heard a light cough, hesitated for a moment and nodded.

So Meng Xun sat on a chair and began to draw.

Since Ping'an is going to be angry for Luo Qingqing, she must be prepared in advance, so she brought some homemade paints.

Everyone began to draw. Time passed by. Meng Xun sat there, looking at the distance, as if he was looking at something, as if he had not seen anything.

Meng Kai also sat down and waited for the result.

Zhao Xiang is left mouth, a very disdainful look, the heart is very excited, wait to see how the girl died!

After about two columns of incense, everyone drew about the same, and Ping'an drew about the same. Luo brocade and shui'er standing behind her were already in a daze. They were all inconceivable.

"Everyone's drawing is almost done, so turn around and let's have a look." Liu Xiang also put down his brush and let out a long breath.

She is very satisfied with her painting.

The servant girls started and turned the painting around. When they saw Liu Xiang's painting, they nodded with admiration. They thought her painting was very vivid. It seemed that she was the first one.