"Where are any famous paintings here, take them out!" Deng Ju said hurriedly.

"Famous paintings from famous artists?" Dong Shu thought about it carefully, "There are a few. By the way, there are Teacher Zhou's frost and chrysanthemum pictures. Since it is the ability to copy, of course it is the most suitable work of the deity, right?"

Zhou Kang laughed and said, "My Frost and chrysanthemum Picture? It is really useful to test the painting skills and copying ability."

"Please wait!" Dong Shu immediately turned around and ran to the Tibetan studio.

Soon, I came back carefully with a framed painting and spread it on the table.

"Old Zhou, no matter how many times you look at it, your frost chrysanthemum picture is very perfect!" Yan Shun said with a smile.

"Give me a lot of awards!" Zhou Kang wiped his beard, "Thirty or forty years of skill can only do this, it's far from it!"

"You are too modest!"

“No, no…”

"Okay! Let's get back to the topic!" Jiang Mingfei interrupted the two of them and looked at Ren Bufan, "Come on, copy Lao Zhou's Frost and chrysanthemum Picture to see if you can make the real ones fake. If you really have such skills, let's talk about other things."

Deng Ju came to Ren Bufan and whispered: "You must perform well and don't lose face in our school."

Ren Bufan stepped forward and roughly glanced at the frost and chrysanthemum picture, walked straight to the table next to him, unfolded the drawing paper and took the pen directly.

"Let's start painting now? Don't you see clearly?" Jiang Ming flew over and asked.

"I have read it carefully!" Ren Bufan responded calmly, quickly putting his pen on the paper, and brushing the dots very quickly.

"The most important thing about copying is to be careful. How can you start with a glance?" Jiang Mingfei felt a little disappointed and felt that Ren Bufan was too arrogant.

"Look, let's talk about it." Yan Shun and Zhou Kang obviously felt that Ren Bufan could not copy the painting perfectly after taking a look. However, they did not talk too much and were forbidden to disturb others around them.

Everyone surrounded him quietly, watching the brushes in Ren Bufan fly across the paper at a skillful speed.

His speed is very fast, dipping ink, writing, sprinkling, and finishing it in one go. The frost chrysanthemum picture on paper is quickly formed, just like a machine copy. The more you look at it, the more you look, the bigger you are, and you can't believe it.

When Ren Bufan stopped writing, Dong Shu specially raised his left hand watch and looked at the time: "11 minutes and 23 seconds! Are you copying or printing? Are you a printer?"

Everyone around couldn't help laughing, and at the same time, they were sincerely impressed by the exquisite frost chrysanthemum picture.

"Let me see!" As the author of this Frost chrysanthemum picture, Zhou Kang took a few days to carefully craft it himself, which was a painstaking effort. Therefore, when he saw Ren Bufan finishing it in just ten minutes, he felt like he had dealt with it and did not respect himself, so he was certainly unhappy. He probably had many mistakes in his paintings!

I just went up and checked it carefully. The more I looked, the more I became more shocked, and the more I looked, the more shocked I became.

It turns out that the composition, lines, and even the details in the two paintings are completely consistent, and there is no difference at all.

The only difference is that the ink drawing of the new painting has not dried. If you really want to take it out, I am afraid that even your best friend will not be able to tell the truth or fake! No, it should be said that even if experts in the calligraphy and painting industry come over, as long as they don’t explain it to them, ten out of ten will think that this is their original work!

He just took a look at it slightly. How could it be so possible? Zhou Kang turned his head in horror, looked at Ren Bufan carefully, and couldn't help but speak: "You... often copy my works?"

"No!" Ren Bufan shook his head, "This is the first time I have come into contact with your work."

"How is it possible? With your technique, it seems like you have studied my paintings and practiced them all year round." Zhou Kang said in surprise, "Not to mention that the painting style is completely consistent, even the artistic conception in the painting is exactly the same!"

"It's true!" Yan Shun and Jiang Mingfei came over and compared the original works and copied works. With their rich experience, they were so familiar with Zhou Kang's paintings that they could not see any difference. They could only rely on the uncut ink traces to identify the true and false.

The teachers and students around were stunned. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have really suspected that this was copied with a copy machine.

"You can copy a picture so quickly? According to normal people's thinking, it must be years of copying and practicing, and you are familiar with the painting to the extreme. "Yan Shun thought for a while, "Zhou Kang's frost and chrysanthemum painting has become famous for a long time, but this possibility cannot be ruled out! Otherwise... do we have other paintings with a shorter time here?"

"Yes!" Dong Shu replied immediately, "There is a BMW picture of Master Changyang, a work from the first half of this year."

"Take it out!" Yan Shun said, "We are familiar with Chang Yang's works. It is impossible for us to have so much time to practice this year. If we can still use fakes to make real things, that would be great! Is it OK?"

"Whatever!" Ren Bufan's level 10 master painting, there is nothing to worry about.

This copying is one of the painting techniques, and now it can be used to the extreme, far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Dong Shu immediately took the BMW picture and carefully put away Zhou Kang's frost chrysanthemum picture.

The BMW picture is not a BMW car, but a horse on the grassland, lifelike and vigorous.

Chang Yang is also a famous modern painter. His works are unique and difficult for others to imitate.

When Ren Bufan saw the BMW picture, he glanced at it, then spread out the drawing paper and quickly put it in.

In the same ten minutes, a BMW picture that was difficult to tell the truth appeared in front of everyone.

Yan Shun, Zhou Kang, and Jiang Mingfei came forward to compare left and right, and even held a magnifying glass and did not let go of the corners of the corners. They found that they were perfect. Even Master Chang Yang's bad habits when painting would leave some vague traces in the painting, which would be exactly the same. If the ink marks were not dry, the two paintings would be mixed together without any real or fake!

The three old artists were shocked and looked at each other and exchanged their eyes.

This is not a copy, it is simply a copy! If this kid made a fake painting, I am afraid no one could find it out. The calligraphy and painting industry will definitely cause a stir and extremely chaotic!

Fortunately, he wouldn't do such a thing, so he shouldn't bother to do it.

After all, Yi Ren's company is so famous and makes so much money, relying solely on this will make you feel free to eat and wear for several lifetimes. It seems to be a big plan for others to make a fortune, but it is not important in his eyes.

"Student Ren, your ability to copy is indeed amazing!" Yan Shun exclaimed, "I wonder who you are studying for? Who has taught such a stunning genius?"

Zhou Kang and Jiang Mingfei were also staring at him, and they were also questioning Yan Shun.

Which master of calligraphy and painting and other evil students taught such a demonic student? Could it be someone he knows?

Faced with their questions, Ren Bufan shook his head and replied: "My painting skills are taught by myself, and no one taught them."

"Impossible!!" The three old artists widened their eyes and couldn't believe it.

"There is no need to deceive some teachers." Ren Bufan shrugged, "If you don't believe it, please go to my hometown to investigate at any time. I started to be in touch with painting since the last semester of my senior year and have never been involved in this field before."

The three old artists were shocked when they heard this. If this is the case, how terrifying would his talent for painting be?

I suspect that he was telling a lie, but the other party was not afraid of revealing it at all. If it was a false investigation, you could get the result. Is it true that I can have such confidence?

But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem important.

"Student Ren, the event is over soon. I want to ask you to come with us!" Yan Shun said, "Your ability can just help us."

"What kind of help do I need?" Ren Bufan asked.

"Anyway, you need your copying ability, so it's not convenient to say it now." Yan Shun replied, "Let's discuss it privately then."

"This..." Ren Bufan turned his head to look at principal Deng Ju.

Following his gaze, Zhou Kang's eyes fell on Deng Ju: "Principal, after the event, it is not convenient for him to lend us classmate Ren."

"Of course!" Deng Ju replied without hesitation, "It is an honor for him to help the three teachers to do things! I hope the three teachers will support Ren Bufan more."

"The principal is joking!" Jiang Mingfei laughed, "This student has outstanding abilities, so how can he need the support of some of us old guys? Now we need his help."

"Then let's finish the activity process first," Yan Shun said.

Ren Bufan was pulled by three old artists, as if he was afraid that he would run away. He also brought him along during the event and even asked him to comment on the paintings of members of the Calligraphy and Painting Association.

This scene is quite natural. When Ren Bufan commented on his paintings, all the teachers and students of the Calligraphy and Painting Association did not feel any inconsistency. Moreover, Ren Bufan's comments were quite impressive. He could point out the key points every time. When the person who was commented listened to his words, he could immediately understand his shortcomings, and then he would make significant improvements when painting.

In short, the activity was successful and smooth, until the end.

When the three old artists finished speaking in front of the school leaders and all members of the calligraphy and painting club, they gathered together to take a group photo, and then signed the teachers and students separately and said goodbye one by one.

All are done and the event is over.

They took Ren Bufan to set off and left the campus after the principal and several school leaders saw him off.

"Student Ren Bufan, three teachers ask you for help, you have to do your best!" Before leaving, the principal repeatedly reminded, "Do things perfectly, our school has a bright face. If things are screwed up... Of course, I believe you won't!"

"Grandpa Yan, Grandpa Zhou, Grandpa Jiang, can I go with you?" Zhang Xian walked out from behind the principal and asked respectfully.

Hearing this, Ren Bufan frowned immediately, and Zhang Xian's eyes were a little unhappy.

Fortunately, Yan Shun smiled and refused: "Girl, next time you will bring your dad to us, welcome you at any time. But forget it this time, we have important things to deal with, which is really inconvenient."

"That's right! This is indeed inconvenient to be known by too many people, so I only take him one." Zhou Kang said, "Next time I have the opportunity, I hope I can come to your school to participate in the activities of the Calligraphy and Painting Association."

"The honor is so great!" Deng Ju said hurriedly, "We welcome three teachers to come and guide us at any time to improve our students' knowledge of calligraphy and painting."

"Then let's make a promise!" Yan Shun smiled and turned to Ren Bufan and said, "Come on, get in the car!"

"I'll drive with you guys!" Ren Bufan pointed to BMW on the other side of the parking lot, "It's more convenient to come back."
Chapter completed!