Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 114

Chapter 114 I am Master of Clouds

The two middle–aged men were not convinced by each other. They immediately walked to the study and put out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, preparing to compete.

But what would they draw?

Mr. Kurds suggested, “I remember that when we first met the senior, we were in the school’s Lotus Pond. Why don’t we draw the lotus? Let’s see who have more imagination.”

Drawing without real objects was not only a test of drawing, but also a test of connection.

Hearing this, Mr. Wood was unhappy and said angrily, “Come on! How dare you mention the senior? I think you are just showing off your wife here today.”

At that time, they chased after the senior together, but Mr. Kurds won, and he fell in love with her. Mr. Wood was so angry that he didn’t talk to Mr. Kurds for several days. At last, he asked Mr. Kurds to treat him a big meal in the canteen of the school to vent his hatred.

The scene was a sweet memory for Mr. Kurds, but for Mr. Wood, it was a rotten youth.

He wouldn’t draw.

Seeing this, Mr. Kurds suddenly patted his thigh and said, “Then draw a bird!”

“A bird?”

Mr. Wood searched his memory and found that the memory of the senior in his mind indeed had nothing to do with birds, so he nodded and said, “Okay, birds then.”

So, they each occupied a table and began to paint.

John felt it interesting, and he stood aside and looked at them without saying anything.

After a while, they finished their paintings one after another and couldn’t wait to ask John to judge

them.

just need to tell us who drew well from your first

so he couldn’t make any

Kurds also looked

will make my personal comments. If there is anything

looked at it for a

the

painting, raising its head, has

stands against the

Kurds and Mr. Wood were

anything, John immediately picked up Mr.

continued,

workmanship is not

of the painting is incompatible, and it is even messier. Mr. Wood, are

“Mr. Lopez, you…”

Wood looked at him

draw the same

he suddenly thought of his deceased

alive, she often accompanied him and watched

this emotion, his

chaotic later was that he thought of his second

actually used evil things to harm him, so

this emotional change was reflected in his painting. It was

who were truly sensible and reached the state of seeing people through their

discover

through the painting, Mr. Lopez could see

was so accurate.

was a

They were both shocked.

appreciation of painting and calligraphy at

but soon his eyes lit up and said, “Mr. Lopez, since you are also a cultivator, why don’t you draw a painting

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