With one hand she heals, and the other hand she kills, the princess vows to rule the world!

Chapter 923: North and Love (6)



Chapter 923: North and Love (6)

He was about to refuse when he heard her say again: "Sir, you are such a great painter, can't you even afford two bottles of paint?"

"Or are you afraid of losing to me, so you don't dare to use the same paint as me?"

Gong Fu's words made Liao He want to hit her!

I cursed in my heart: This kid is so shameless!

With his status, he was overestimating her by competing with her, but in the end, she even asked him to prepare paint for her!

Not only that, this guy is also good at using provocation to deceive people. If he doesn't buy it for her, it will mean that he is afraid of her!

"Okay, just wait for me!"

Isn't it just two paints? It's not like he can't afford it! He wants to see what a yellow-haired boy can do to defeat him!

"Mr. Liao, hurry up, I'm waiting for you here."

Liao He was so angry when he saw her smug look that he almost gritted his teeth!

He turned and left, his feet as fast as the wind. He was now extremely impatient and wanted to show her what real painting skills were!

Gong Fu watched him leave with a smug smile on her face.

These literati and celebrities are easy to deceive. They can fall into the trap with just a little provocation.

Gong Fu quickly tidied up the table and put away all the paintings she had drawn before, preparing for the next competition.

Those paintings were all painted by her using ink and wash. Even without bright colors, you can still see the elegance of the flowers and plants.

"Sir, wait a minute."

A soft female voice sounded, causing Gong Fu to stop putting away the painting.

She looked up and saw a beautiful young lady wearing a goose yellow long dress, with beautiful features and a dignified and graceful figure, walking out from behind the crowd.

"Sir, can you sell me these two paintings?"

Looking at the person who came, even though she was also a woman, Gong Fu couldn't help but like her.

This young lady is obviously a gentle and dignified girl from a wealthy family. Her behavior and manners express the generosity and confidence of a wealthy family.

"Miss, are you interested in these two simple drawings?"

The two paintings, one of peony and one of Clivia, were both done in simple ink and wash. This style of painting would not be appreciated by ordinary people. This girl has some taste and must come from an unusual background.

"Although these two paintings lack vibrant colors, their brushstrokes are free and flowing, making them exceptional. Furthermore, I can see that they possess an elegant conception, capturing both form and spirit. They are truly rare works of art."

"You can bring out the characteristics of peonies and orchids with just ink, which shows how skilled you are in painting."

"I really like these two paintings. If you are willing to part with them, I am willing to offer you a price that will satisfy you."

Gong Fu never expected that the first person who liked her paintings would be a woman.

As expected, girls’ aesthetic tastes are always the same.

Someone in the crowd recognized the woman and asked in surprise, "Hey, isn't this the eldest daughter of the Zhang Sima family? Did Miss Zhang take a fancy to that boy's painting?"

The eldest daughter of the Sima family?

No wonder it has a bit of taste.

Gong Fu handed her the two paintings. "It's rare to find someone who shares my views. Under normal circumstances, I would have given these two paintings to you, young lady. However, I'm really short of money lately, so I can't give them to you."

"As for the price, it's up to you, miss."

The gift for a Sima family lady shouldn't be too little, right?

Every bit of money you earn is worth it.

Miss Zhang glanced at Xueer, and Xueer immediately understood.

She took out her purse and originally wanted to take out some change, but unexpectedly, her young lady gave the entire purse to the man.

"Miss, you..."

"Sir, I don't have much on me, I hope you don't mind."

Gong Fu quickly took the purse, a look of surprise on her face.

As expected, the daughter of an official family is generous!

"Thank you very much, Miss!"

After getting the money, Liao He bought almost everything.

Two servants followed behind him, carrying a mahogany table.

It looked like he was preparing to compete with her on the street.

This is good, as we are in public and the public has sharp eyes.

"What are we going to compete in?" Liao He said confidently after thinking for a moment, "Why don't we compete..."

"Mr. Liao, as a master, you wouldn't want to set the topic for the competition yourself, right?"

Liao He glared at him and snorted coldly, "Okay, what do you want to compete in?"

Gong Fu's eyes flashed with cunning, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "Then let's draw a portrait!"

She wants to make money from portraits in the future, and today's competition is the best opportunity to increase her fame!

"portrait?"

A hint of stiffness flashed across Liao He's face. He was good at landscapes and rarely painted portraits.

"Why, sir, do you think you are not good at it and will lose to me?"

Liao He snorted contemptuously again, "Even if portraits are not something I'm not good at, my skills are not comparable to those of a young boy like you!"

Liao He sneered in his heart, "Draw a person if you want to. I want to see how capable this kid is!"

Many people gathered on South Street, most of them had heard about the competition here and came over curiously to watch the fun.

The painters of Shuiyunfang are all masters. It would be a good show if a young boy wanted to challenge such a master!

A group of people were talking in low voices, their heads stretched so far away that their shoulders were almost out of the house!

However, they were still too far away and could not see what the two people painting were actually drawing.

"Do you know who they are painting?"

The crowd was talking about it and was very curious about who the two people were drawing.

"I don't know. They said it's up to you. As long as it's a portrait, it'll be fine. But it has to be someone present."

"Of course, we need a real-life comparison to know who is better!"

While they were discussing, someone saw Gong Fu take out another piece of paper and continue to paint on it smoothly.

"Hey, why did that young master use two pieces of drawing paper?"

"Could it be that after wasting one painting, he had to make a new one?"

Hearing this, Liao He on the opposite side also looked up at Gong Fu. He didn't see the other piece of paper, but only saw the paper she was painting on, where she had just started to outline the lines.

"Half of the time has passed, and you're just starting over now. Do you still expect to win?"

"Hmph! I don't know what it means!"

Miss Zhang, who had previously bought two paintings from Gong Fu, looked a little nervous and stared at the paintings by Gong Fu with worry.

Xue'er asked in a low voice: "Miss, can the young master still win?"

Gong Fu only had half of the paint left, and half of the time left. If she wanted to paint again now, she would probably have little chance of success.

After about half an hour, the servant beside him knocked a hammer and shouted, "Time is up, please put down your writings!"

Liao He had stopped writing half a quarter of an hour ago. The servant said this just to make Gong Fu stop writing.

Liao He sneered, his confident eyes showing his determination to win.

He put down his pen at the last moment and even wasted a piece of paper. How can half the time and half the painting compare with his meticulously polished masterpiece?


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