After a while, someone shouted, "Dear nephew, pour some wine for your Master!"
Soon after, they shouted again, "Jin'er, look at this Moon Palace Fairy Painting your Master just made. How do you like it?"
The slightly yellowed rice paper depicted a circle and a figure made of simple lines.
Wang Jin's brow twitched hard as he looked pleadingly at Yin Le: Save me! Save me!
Yin Le chuckled secretly for a while before standing up to set an example for him.
Yin Le said, "Although it's just a few simple strokes, this painting vividly brings the character to life. Whether it's the character or the expression, everything is depicted with precise accuracy, making it unforgettable at first sight. Such skill must be the standard of the foremost painter of our time!"
Wang Jin was dumbfounded. Can he really make up such nonsense?
Liu Ji looked at Wang Jin, "Dear nephew, what do you think?"
Wang Jin thought to himself, you're making it hard for me to comment.
