Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

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.

to tell us

of painting and calligraphy, so he couldn’t make any

looked

“Since then, I will make my personal comments. If there is anything

painting, looked at it for a while and

and the brushwork is

bird in the painting, raising its head, has a long and sharp

the feather on its neck, stands against the wind…

and Mr.

they could say anything, John immediately picked up Mr. Wood’s

continued,

for Mr. Wood’s painting, although its workmanship is not bad, the brush and ink

style of the painting is incompatible, and it is even messier.

“Mr. Lopez, you…”

looked at him in

fact, he wanted to draw the

he suddenly thought of his

his wife was alive, she often accompanied

of this emotion, his painting style was naturally

why it became more and more chaotic later was that he thought of

and she actually used evil things to harm

fact, this emotional change was reflected in his painting. It was

truly sensible and reached the state of seeing people

truly discover the

the painting, Mr. Lopez could see

was so accurate.

was a master

They were both shocked.

level of appreciation of painting

and said, “Mr. Lopez, since you are also a cultivator, why don’t you draw a painting and let