SWDnovel Chapter 548 You Don't Understand Art
Chapter 548 You Don't Understand Art
Situ Guixiong's face was rather gloomy, looking at the fat man in white, he said coldly, "Friend Daoist painted four different images, you can't see the appearance of a fairy at all, put it away quickly, don't make a fool of yourself!"
In his mind, this fat man was already on the death list, and Aolai's state-owned laws and regulations clearly forbade monks from fighting in private.
But so what?
He is a native of Aolai country, there are a hundred ways to kill outsiders, and outsiders, there is nothing they can do!
"If you don't know how to appreciate, there is never a lack of beauty in the world, but only a pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty."
The fat man in white sighed, turned his wrist, put the scroll in his pocket, and ignored everyone.
In fact, he was also very helpless in his heart. In order to pass the tea party peacefully, he specially found someone to buy a pair of Long Xue's paintings in advance. Such a painting of him.
Fortunately, no one was willing to mention his painting too much, so he escaped a catastrophe for the time being.
Otherwise, even if he had a thick skin, he wouldn't be able to withstand whipping the corpse face to face.
"Ahem, I wonder how your paintings are?"
Long Xue also looked a little embarrassed, and hurriedly looked at the monks beside the fat man in white. In her impression, these people were relatively low-key and did not make any troubles. The painting should be in normal operation.
It was just the words of the leading female cultivator that immediately chilled her heart.
"The comic strip I drew, the picture of a beauty coming out of the bath, is a series. Do you want to see it, fairy?"
The leading female cultivator raised the scroll in Yang's hand and said calmly.
Hearing this familiar voice, Li Xiaobai instantly realized that it was the voice of the elder sister Su Yunbing, and the other party did not change her voice.
Quickly glanced at the scroll in his hand, it was blank, and the same was true for the rest of them, they didn't draw anything at all.
"No need, no need, just put it away."
Hearing this, Long Xue waved his hands again and again, signaling to the others to put away the scroll.
Just kidding, just the look of the fat man in white made her almost uneasy. If there was a series of comics, wouldn't she just collapse and have a demon?
"Oh, what a pity."
The female cultivator sighed, and put the scroll into her pocket without saying a word.
"Mr. Li, are you also drawing comic strips?"
Long Xue forced a smile, looked at Li Xiaobai and asked, she felt that what happened today was really too exciting.
"Of course not. My monks, who are proud and have a clean sleeve, can't make such vulgar paintings. With all due respect, even if it's just to grab people's attention, this kind of method is a bit inferior!"
"Brother, I misread you, we can't be friends!"
Li Xiaobai waved his hand, and said with a righteous face, he was very shameless for the fat man's behavior.
The fat man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Li Xiaobai with a smile, and didn't speak, his eyes were full of meaning.
"I see. I wonder if my little girl is lucky enough to appreciate Mr. Li's paintings?"
Long Xue breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a chuckle.
"Naturally, this one is my stunning masterpiece, please taste it together!"
Li Xiaobai smiled, stood up and spread the scroll in his hand against the wind, and stood in front of everyone. For a while, the audience was silent, and everyone's face was full of surprise, staring blankly at the picture in front of them. Weird scroll.
The fat man in white who was the closest also had a wonderful expression on his face. At this moment, he somewhat understood why Li Xiaobai said that painting is a kind of psychology.
There are no images on the scroll, and some are just pitch black. The entire scroll is filled with ink, and there is only a small dot left in the center of the picture.
This fucking is really psychological!
What the hell is this black ghost painting talisman?
Can this thing be called painting?
Dogs are better than this, right?
"Mr. Li, what does this painting mean? Are you making fun of me for not being able to wait?"
Situ Guixiong's face was grim, and he said in a cold tone.
"Everyone, can anyone understand this painting?"
Li Xiaobai looked around and said with a faint smile.
"This painting is not about the East China Sea, but the Aolai Kingdom above the East China Sea. You are all masters who are well versed in this way. Can you understand the artistic conception in this painting?"
The monks of Situ Guixiong's group had a sneer on their lips, and they didn't buy it at all.
This fucking is just scribbling, whoever takes over is a fool.
However, Beichen Shixi and others showed a thoughtful look on their faces. It was not because they had feelings for this painting, but because they wanted to make friends with Li Xiaobai and gain their favor. Now is obviously an opportunity!
Anyway, Miss Longxue basically never liked them very much. Instead of kneeling and licking fairies, it would be better to lick the benefits of Li Xiaobai.
Just to consolidate and consolidate the deep relationship between the two parties!
Several people looked at each other, and they all saw the determination in each other's eyes.
Dongfang Mingyue took the lead and jumped up directly, her face was full of excitement and excitement, as if she saw an inexhaustible treasure, she shouted "Good work!"
"Minimalist painting style, but the connotation is not simple. A point in the black screen symbolizes the brightest star in the night sky, and it seems to be a source of inspiration emerging from the chaos. In troubled times, the position of the lone star alone is bright!"
"Well, yes, this East China Sea is like a singularity in the dark, where inspiration and creativity explode, and it has penetrated into my heart at the first sight!"
Beichen Shixi nodded frequently, his eyes were full of appreciation and approval, as if he really fell in love with this painting.
"That's right, art is born for suffering. This painting has touched me too much. Any evaluation is a little pale in front of it. I just want to appreciate it now."
Nangong Wan pretended to be compassionate, and was completely moved by the painting in Li Xiaobai's hands.
After the performance of several people, the audience was shocked, and they were dumbfounded. This wave is also an enterprise-level understanding!
Even the members of the Beichen Shixi faction feel a little skeptical about life at the moment. Did the geniuses of the three major families take this route?
Why did you lick it all of a sudden?
When Mingming was discussing in a low voice just now, he also said that this thing is made of a blackboard, and his face changed too quickly.
Li Xiaobai was also a little stunned, he didn't expect these three people to be so supportive, yes, they are very good, it seems that there is no need to hint to bother the brothers and sisters.
"Several, Mr. Li likes to joke, and you also like to join in the fun?"
"This painting is obviously a random doodle, it's really hard to be elegant!"
"The ability to tell nonsense with open eyes is a must. The three descendants of the ancient family, have they learned these heresies all these years?"
Situ Guixiong looked gloomy, staring at Beichen Shixi and said coldly.
It's just that Beichen Shixi's next words choked him speechless.
"Brother Situ, you don't understand art!"