“This is incredible…”
"Good, good, good, this painting is so stunning!"
“This is a painting method that has never been seen before!”
"Look, there's that poem..."
"A painting that will be passed down through the ages, a poem that will be passed down through the ages!"
That’s right, the person Zhao Hao painted was none other than Jiang Wan’er.
He used charcoal as a pen and sketching techniques to draw a lifelike, vivid and lifelike portrait of Jiang Wan'er.
The painting is delicate and three-dimensional, and even the expressions are displayed to perfection.
As for the poem, it was of course the one he had given to Jiang Wan'er before.
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces,"
"The spring breeze blows the flowers on the threshold."
"If we hadn't met on the top of the Qunyu Mountain,"
"We will meet under the moon on Yaotai Terrace."
Zhao Hao stood aside with a smile on his face, watching everyone's exclamations leisurely.
At this moment, Jiang Wan'er has already stood up from the dragon throne.
She never imagined that Zhao Hao was actually painting her.
Moreover, he used a technique that had never been seen before to create the painting to such an incredible degree.
And with this poem...
Her breathing became a little rapid.
On the other side of the delegation, everyone's faces became extremely solemn at this moment.
Poetry definitely loses.
painting……
Even if the level is the same, the opponent's technique is groundbreaking.
Add to that, they also lost…
Jiang Wan'er, who had calmed down, sat back on the dragon chair and asked softly.
"Princess Li Ge, Third Prince, who will win or lose in this second round?"
Princess Li Ge took a deep breath and said, "Your Majesty, Da Gan won the second round!"
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