Yang Mu painted it very seriously.

All eyes were staring at him.

Everyone is curious whether this new big guy really has the ability to draw a good portrait of a goddess?

Of course the goddess would not be a good model, and the history teacher was explaining to her the so-called human history, which is actually the modern history of the West.

While listening, the goddess sat on the maid and occasionally stood up and walked, and the maid always had to kneel there and crawl with the goddess's footsteps, because the goddess would sit back after walking for a small circle.

After a while, the goddess actually spread her legs apart and rode on the maid, then gently grabbed her hair and pulled it.

The maid started crawling immediately, which was not difficult for her, because she was also a rough stone fighter, full of strength and no need for real animals to be much worse. The only thing is that the chassis was a little lower.

However, if others ride like horses, this feeling will not be good.

But the goddess often does such things, and everyone is used to it.

So at this time, everyone's eyes did not focus on the poor maid, but were all looking at Yang Mu.

Louise cares most. She finds that Yang Mu seems to be making a bad progress and writes quickly at the drawing paper, but he has already drawn several pages.

If you can’t draw well, re-draw?

This has never happened to Currando. He has achieved his paintings overnight. In this way, Yang Mu's painting skills should not be as good as the other party.

Louise was a little anxious and looked at the goddess. She was riding the maid in circles, then lowered her head and listened to Teacher Caesar's history. She looked very serious and did not notice the two painters a few meters away.

Louise hopes that Yang Mu will have more time to finally draw a satisfactory work.

On that side, Caesar has actually been a little bit unsmooth.

He knew that history was almost the same, and now that he had begun to talk about Roman myths, Louise was not willing to listen to this part, so he waved his hand and asked Caesar to stop.

"Okay, it's boring, Caesar, your historical story is getting boring. It seems that I should ask someone to get you some books, you can read it first, and then tell me."

“Yes, yes, yes.”

"Yeah, go back."

"yes!"

Caesar left while wiping his cold sweat. He was a little anxious and didn't know how to deal with the goddess next. He had basically told the goddess what he knew.

The goddess had nothing to do, so she looked at the two painters.

"How are your paintings?"

"Sir, I've finished drawing."

Currando's face was not very good.

After all, painting is also an art. The goddess moves around and needs to add her own ideas when painting. It is not to draw a model dead. In addition, she has to compete with someone, and her mood is inevitably uneasy, so Currando is not satisfied with what she draws this time.

snort!

I have so many years of painting experience, and I paint goddesses every day.

Even if he doesn't perform well this time, he will definitely be much better than that big man.

Look at his pen posture, it's not professional at all.

And looking at his thick fingers, it’s almost the same as being able to draw a bird. If you want to draw a portrait, you’re overestimating yourself.

Currando complained about his opponent in his heart, in fact, to comfort himself.

He ran to the goddess with his painting in his arms.

The goddess doesn't know how to draw, but she has seen too many of Currando's paintings. Even if she takes out a hundred portraits, she can probably recognize which one belongs to Currando at a glance.

So she just glanced at Currando's work this time, and then felt that it was just like this, and she had no expectations at all. It seemed like the same as the few paintings he had painted before, and they were all sitting on the grass. It was beautiful, but as Louise said, it lacked some charm and didn't look like a goddess at all, just like a girl on the human side.

"Okay, that's your level, send it to the Painting Hall."

Immediately a maid came over and turned her head and ran away with the painting.

Currando nodded and bowed awkwardly, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and then threw his eyes at Yang Mu.

I want to see how he draws it.

The goddess's attention was also focused on Yang Mu at this time.

"How about a big man, have you finished drawing?"

Yang Mu stopped writing while the goddess asked, exhaled, nodded and said:

"just."

"Yeah, take it and show it to me."

Yang Mu did not bring over that page of painting, but brought the entire drawing board.

The goddess went to see it carefully, and everyone else also went to see it seriously, including Currando.

The background is of course the same as that of Currando, and it is this grassland.

The painter can't tell the difference between the top and bottom, all of which are brightly colored, three-dimensional and symmetrical, and full and colorful, which only means that Yang Mu is a good painter.

The difference is that there is only the goddess in Currando's paintings, which is also his usual style. All the paintings are only the lonely goddess himself.

Yang Mu not only drew the goddess, but also drew the maid she rode on.

The goddess riding on it is of course sacred, as if she has a halo.

The maid riding underneath looked as if dead. Her expression seemed a little painful, but she seemed to be afraid to show it.

Such an expression cannot be described, but you can get some insights at a glance.

It can be said that the goddess' beauty is beauty, but the soul pen of this painting expresses her unwillingness and helplessness on the maid.

On the side of the painting, a line of English words was written, which was the title of the painting, called "The Goddess' Mount".

Goddess Hera frowned and looked at it for a long time. She thought the painting was really good and felt a bit special, different from Currando.

Currando's beauty is dignity, grandness, and nobleness.

And Yang Mu's painting

Well, I can't say it!

"What are you painting? Why do you need other people in the painting? How do other people match the goddess in the same painting? And the name of your painting is "The Mount of the Goddess". It is clearly based on the perspective of a maid. You are painting a maid, not a goddess!"

Currando was born with anger.

When the goddess heard it, she felt it made sense, so she looked up again with displeasure and looked at Yang Mu.

Yang Mu smiled slightly and said:

"It's just a name. I originally wanted to name it "Goddess and Mounts", but when I thought that it wasn't that pulling the goddess and Mounts together? That's why I used the expression method of "Goddess' Mounts" to highlight the supremacy of the goddess."

The goddess thought what Yang Mu said seemed to make some sense, but she was not stupid, and after all, she still thought that Currando made more sense.

So after measuring it, she frowned:

"Big man, is this a kind of ridicule to me, saying that I'm bullying?"

The goddess suddenly realized and figured it out.

Yang Mu looked at her calmly without any fear.

"It's nothing, my goddess, you have to know that you are already very good."

"Bold! Don't you need respect to talk to the goddess?"

Currando finally found Yang Mu's mistake again, interrupted him directly, and spoke.

Yang Mu would not pay attention to him, frowned and looked at the goddess, sighed:

"I was about to explain this painting to you, but obviously someone doesn't want you to listen."

The goddess was already very unhappy. She could actually understand Yang Mu's disrespect for her. He might have just arrived and had not yet realized the goddess's light.

What kind of bird is Corlando? This goddess talks to people, but you dare to interrupt? Have you been by my goddess for a day or two?

The goddess turned her head and glared at Corlando directly. Corlando was so scared that she hurriedly crawled on the ground and never dared to continue talking.

The goddess snorted coldly, then looked at Yang Mu again, signaling him to continue talking, and said in her heart:

"Wait for a while, let you finish talking, and then I will deal with you again. I don't even say respect in front of me. I really don't know how high the sky is! "

Yang Mu continued with a smile:

"The goddess is very good, supreme, but in his painting you are not a goddess at all, but just a girl on earth. My painting is titled "The goddess's mount, it seems to mean a mount, but the deep meaning is to highlight the goddess' supremacy and your unparalleled status. Look at this poor maid. She was in pain, but she dared not resist. She could only kneel on the ground like a horse for you to ride. And you don't think there is anything about this, look at your expression, how calm and comfortable, because you know that you should be above others, so the name of this painting is

The word is called "The Mount of the Goddess". Ordinary people like Corlando will think that I want to draw a goddess. And I don't think I need to explain more about your noble prince like you. You should also know that what I want to express is just that you are walking into the world and have a flat momentum, so it seems like you are painting a maid's painting, but it is you! No matter what the title of the painting is, no matter what posture you appear in, as long as you enter the painting, the protagonist is of course you. What is there to doubt? I think the doubters are very disrespectful to you."

Yang Mu's words were licked to the point, and he added honorific words, which made the goddess sound extremely comfortable.

Moreover, Yang Mu's next words are well said.

Stepping into the world, a smooth horse!

Yes, she is a god, and no matter how beautiful Currando painted her, it did not highlight her divine character.

And Yang Mu's painting is revealed and very vivid.
To be continued...