God-level Perspective

   Chapter 113 Nothing Mr.

   Chapter 152 is nothing more than Mr.

   "Master-level works can definitely be called master-level works!"

   "Yeah, Mr. Ye can carve such exquisite portraits at such a young age. He can be called a master at this craftsmanship."

"Mr. Zhou, you can teach such an outstanding disciple, congratulations!" The surrounding guests began to congratulate Zhou Mingshan. Hearing these words, Zhou Mingshan smiled bitterly in his heart. As for Ye Han, he has nothing yet. He had taught, but his disciple was so good, which made Zhou Mingshan very pleased and proud. In comparison, Ning Haotian's disciple had absolutely no qualifications to show off in front of his disciple.

"Damn it, this woman is so beautiful, but why do I feel a little familiar, girl Yun'er, do you think?" Tang Dashao looked at the portrait with bright eyes, but the more he looked at him, the more he felt the portrait A little familiar, Zhou Yun'er was shocked when she saw Ye Han carved such an exquisite master work. Now that she heard Tang Dashao's words, her heart skipped a beat, and she looked at the portrait carefully, this... ...isn't she herself!

"Bring a paintbrush." ​​At this moment, Ye Han said, and someone in the hotel immediately brought a paintbrush. Then Ye Han took the paintbrush and began to paint on the portrait. After a while, a lifelike beauty appeared. In front of everyone's eyes, this beautiful woman's demeanor, body shape, and verve are as if they were captured by a camera. No, this portrait is more charming and beautiful than the one captured by the camera. , Smile is very alluring.

  In an instant.

  The whole hotel is boiling!

   "Oh my God, this carving is Miss Zhou herself. It's too similar. It's no different from a real person. It's even more beautiful than the one captured by the camera."

   "The hand of the gods, it is simply the hand of the gods! It is possible to carve a person so full of charm, exactly like a real person, I am afraid that the whole world will not be able to find a few people."

  The surroundings became shocked and boiling, even Chen Jianye and Ye Anbang were like this. In terms of sculpture art, who can sculpt a person like this? He Zhenren was completely carved out of the same mold. This skill is difficult for even masters like Zhou Mingshan and Ning Haotian to do.

At this moment, Zhou Yuner felt as if she was drunk. The whole person was fascinated by Ye Han's sudden surprise. She was immersed in the ocean of happiness and emotion. She couldn't extricate herself. This little man wanted to be moved to death. !

"Oh, buy it! Dear Ye, your hands are like gods, it's amazing, this work is so beautiful, you are the most romantic man in the world!" Alice looked at Zhou Yuner's hand on Ye Han's hand The statue, countless stars suddenly appeared in her eyes, she was extremely worshipped.

   At this moment, more than Alice is worshipping Ye Han. In the hotel, no one is like this. The young man in front of him is like a god, creating life.

"genius!"

At this moment, even Ning Haotian had to praise him. Although Ye Han had defeated his disciple in the art of carving, in all fairness, his disciple was too far from the young man in front of him. Dare to show off in front of this young man.

  Leng Fan lowered his head at this moment, he lost, he lost completely, he came with pride, and he was about to lose his reputation.

"Damn!" Seeing that everyone around him was praising Ye Han at the moment, Ning Feng's lungs were about to explode with anger. He originally wanted to make Ye Han humiliated in front of everyone today, but in the end, his Ning family's family was silently silenced. He gave him a slap in the face, and the glances around him made him feel like a light on his back, very uncomfortable.

"Hehe, Brother Ning, I wonder which one is better than the pendant carved by my disciple Leng Fan?" Zhou Mingshan looked at Ning Haotian with a smile. Ning Haotian seemed to see the kind of ridicule Zhou Mingshan made to him when he was young.

Ning Haotian looked at Zhou Mingshan, the expression on his face was no longer as calm and calm as before, and some coldness spread on his face, and said, "Brother Mingshan, I can't see that you are quite ups and downs, you You should have accepted this disciple many years ago, right?"

   Ye Han's carving skills are so excellent that Ning Haotian doesn't believe that Ye Han was only accepted by Zhou Mingshan recently, and Ye Han's ability to learn carving is so strong, he must have been taught secretly by Zhou Mingshan.

   What's more, Ning Haotian didn't want to think that Ye Han was only accepted by Zhou Mingshan recently, so that his disciples lost at least a little face.

   "Damn, you old fellow is really thick-skinned." Tang Da Shao raised a **** at Ning Haotian.

How could Zhou Mingshan not understand the meaning of Ning Haotian's words, he smiled, shook his head and said, "Brother Ning, you are wrong, my disciple has only known him for half a year, and now the competition is over, Brother Ning Would you like to take a seat and have a cup of tea?"

   "No need." Ning Haotian said indifferently; "Today, this disciple of mine is not good at studying, so I'll ask you another day."

   "Another day? I think that after ten years as a disciple, you may not have the skills that Mr. Zhou's disciple has now." Suddenly, an indifferent and domineering voice came from outside the hotel's door.

Hearing this, everyone in the hotel looked at them one after another. The visitor was a middle-aged man in his forties. The middle-aged man was relatively handsome, with a tall and straight body. His long black hair was extremely shoulder-length, but he was attractive. Everyone's attention was that this person was wearing a very retro costume, and he was holding a dark sword in his hand. The whole person gave people a sharp look, and those dark eyes made people dare not go with him. look at each other.

   "Bastard, who are you? What right do you have to say that?" After Ning Feng heard this, he immediately scolded the middle-aged handsome.

"You scold me as a bastard?" The handsome middle-aged man walked in front of the crowd, his eyes staring straight at Ning Feng, making him feel furious, as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast The same: "Mr. Ning, for your sake, I will save his life today. If there is a next time, kill him!"

As soon as the word   kill came out, a cold murderous aura filled the hotel, and everyone felt a chill rise from the soles of their feet.

"Mr. Wufei, it's the old man's lax discipline. I hope that Mr. Wufei doesn't care about the juniors. I'll take him away." After that, Ning Haotian glared at Ning Feng, turned and walked outside the hotel. The family also followed behind him, looking at their backs, the people in the hotel secretly laughed in their hearts, this Ning family came strong, but now they are defeated, it is a shame today.

After the people from the Ning family left, everyone was a little curious about the handsome middle-aged man who had just come here. The strength of this middle-aged man made Ning Haotian, the northern stone gambler king, bow his head in front of him, not daring to disobey. People, who are they?

   (end of this chapter)