Chapter 565 (2/2)

The competition team quickly made another room for the players to enter the competition. The other photographers pulled out, but they obviously endured the stench and photographed Tian Haoer squatting on the ground for a while. They couldn't stand it and ran out.

”Damn, what did the little devil eat to make himself such a virtue.” ”It really stinks,” one contestant said angrily as he entered the new conference room

”What else can I eat?” Another player heard, ”I didn't see that they were all carrying beautiful women. It must have been a golden meal in the morning. There was no place to fry and eat fresh food. It turned out to be a tragedy. ” This immediately caused a burst of laughter. But let a few little devils glare at the speaker. There are also a few little devil contestants here. But did not expect, among them the most powerful Maeda Haoer, so out. Obviously, Maeda can't compete.

These small devils are also doubting whether Maeda Haoer's head has been taken out. I ate the unprocessed golden grain meal. These little devils all know that Maeda Haoer likes to eat golden grain meal most, when he is in menstruation country. Whenever there's a chance, I'll eat.

A few of them also like this one, but not to the point of Maeda Haoer. These little devils, in their hearts, have already determined that Maeda Haoer must be addicted to Jinli meal. It is estimated that in the morning I ate Daizi to make fresh materials. As a result, this happened. Daizi is Maeda's assistant.

Ling Duyu found a painting table at random here. Now there is no name on it. Even the painting desk is made up of two desks.

After these painters came here, they took out the ink and brush they had brought. As for the paper, they used the rice paper provided by the competition.

As soon as Qingying opened the box, the exquisite design attracted many people. As soon as the box opened, there were two pen holders on which the two sets of pens were hung. And the inkstone doesn't even need to move.

Qingying puts a piece of ink ingot on the inkstone and picks up a small water bucket made of jade. Go to the side of a bucket to scoop water over, pour in the inkstone, ready to grind. At this time, Ling Duyu's desk has been surrounded by many judges, one by one looking at Ling Duyu's stationery, both eyes are shining. These people are painters, of course. Who doesn't want to have such a set of stationery.

”Professor Ling, is this ink ancient? I look like something from the Ming Dynasty. ” Vice President Chen looks at the ink ingot road being held in the delicate hands of Qingying.

”Yes.” Ling Duyu's light way. It's really nice to wear thirteen. ”It's much better to paint with this kind of ink than it is now.” This is not nonsense. The color of ancient ink is heavier than that of new ink. And this ancient ink must have used a lot of medicinal materials in it. This ink has not been ground yet. Standing on the edge, you can smell the faint fragrance of the medicine. It has a refreshing effect.

”It's too outrageous.” A man in his fifties said angrily, ”how can such a good thing be used easily?”

”Well, it's our own thing. How can we use it? You have to manage it?” The way that Qing Ying disdains, is it not easy to use it for you? ” This sentence really hit the man's mind. He thought that this kind of ancient ink was suitable for him. Because he is a famous painter.

But I can't say that. I'm afraid most of the judges here have this idea“ What's your name? This ink must be put away. It's good to use it as medicine. How can it be used for painting? We need to use a little less. ”