The moment the moonlight was drawn down by Fang Zhiming, the whole courtyard was boiling.

"This...what is this?"

"Am I dazzled?"

"Can anyone actually control the bright moon in the sky?"

All kinds of exclamations.

Even the person who had been questioning his fate before was shocked and didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he whispered: "It's nothing great, this moonlight... can you have tears in the sea of ​​stars?"

As soon as he said this, he regretted it himself.

Although Fang Zhiming looked uncontested and elegant and easy-going on the surface, those who are really familiar with him know that this is a young man who is not easy to mess with.

Take the bet between him and Chen Chong for example, you can tell that he is actually a person who holds grudges and will take revenge.

Of course, to put it bluntly, Yazi.

So it's very simple. Before, Bai Wingluo ignored him and embarrassed him, but now he's calling him back.

Not only did I fight back, but I also used the method of overwhelming white whale falling.

The gift from the white whale was the tears of the starry sea. Only then did I know my fate directly attracted the moonlight. The stars and moons of the sky were comparable to the moonlight, but one or two stars were too far apart.

Although it seems nothing great to be able to attract this moonlight at present, it is at least a win in terms of momentum.

Originally, if no one said it, it would have passed.

As a result, the person said it, and everyone present was embarrassed.

What was even more embarrassing was that the next moment, after the man said that, Zhiming's movement changed and he actually danced out of thin air like a pen.

"He is..."

"Does he want to paint with the moon?!"

Someone saw his actions and guessed what he was going to do, but he felt like he couldn't believe it.

Painting with the moon?

Is this possible?

I have heard of someone painting with water and blood, but no one painting with moon.

You should know that moonlight is a completely illusory thing and can’t even be grasped. How can I draw it?

But now, right in front of everyone, there is someone who is really catching the moon with his hands, shaking his wrists, outlining traces in the courtyard.

"It's so incredible!"

“It’s simply a wonder.”

Although everyone didn't want to admit it in their hearts, for fear of offending the white whale, what happened in front of them still made some people unable to help but say it.

I saw Fang Zhiming capturing the moon with his right hand, and he jumped back and forth in the moonlight, just like dancing, gradually pulling out the moonlight in the sky in front of him, which was almost substantial.

Only then did I realize that my life was wearing white clothes and looked graceful. In the moonlight, I was really a god.

When people looked at what he described, they couldn't see it at first, but soon they discovered that Fang Zhiming seemed to be depicting a woman.

The clothes, skirt, and figure were all ethereal and ethereal. When it was time to look, I realized that my life suddenly stopped writing and stopped drawing.

This perfect blank space not only did not destroy the beauty of the whole painting, but instead made the image of this woman look even more fairy-like.

At this moment, even if the person who doesn’t know how to draw can see that, he only knows that the person who paints is Fairy Liu.

Not to mention painting with Yue, just talking about it, Zhiming's painting skills of the goddess can be regarded as extraordinary.

Not to mention, the moonlight is used as ink.

When he arrived here, no one felt that Fang Zhiming's gift was beyond the white whale.

Although the tears of the Star Sea are precious, I know that the gift of fate is not inferior to that, and the artistic conception is even more profound.

Bai Jingluo stood aside without any expression, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Chen Chong nodded slightly as he watched this scene. Although he and Fang Zhiming were against each other, he still recognized Fang Zhiming's ideas and skills.

Because his predecessor was a person who loved this kind of art, poetry, books, and entertainment. Even though Chen Chong had basically eliminated all the characteristics of his predecessor, this kind of love for beauty and art that penetrated into the bones of his predecessor almost killed him exploded at this moment.

Very beautiful.

Chen Chong had to admit that this picture of the moonlight goddess is really amazing, and the concept and materials are all very powerful.

However, he was not surprised by Fang Zhiming's method of taking the moonlight, because he could see it at a glance. Fang Zhiming's fate at this moment was not the fate he used before. He changed his fate, called "Seven Fen Brewing Moon", which weighed 620 and 300 yuan. It was a fate that was extremely powerful for writing poems and playing the piano. And as long as it was moved, it would definitely trigger the moonlight.

This fate is useless in actual combat, but the sound and light effects and the bonus to creation are extremely strong, which can be said to be the destiny of literati.

If you say this, it is not surprising that life can have such a connotation.

After all, it would not be too bad to change his fate. He was able to win the first place in the literary exam at the Cliff of the Immortal Cliff, and his fate should have also made great efforts.

Just as he was thinking this way, Fang Zhiming's hand painting did not stop. He waved his last stroke and turned his whole body towards the sky. At the same time, the picture of the goddess actually followed him towards the sky.

At that moment, the picture was that the white clothes were as white as snow, and the goddess cast by the moonlight tangled together and ascended to the sky.

No one expected that in the end, Shi Zhiming would have such a result.

If I had said before, I knew that my life was carefully drawing a dragon, and that dragon was very exquisite and wonderful, then at this moment, he drew eyes on the dragon.

The real dragon rose.

“Incredible!”

“So beautiful!”

At this moment, no one was stingy with his praise anymore, and they all exclaimed loudly.

No one even thought at that moment that Fang Zhiming's decision completely exposed his thoughts. He really had unknown ideas about Fairy Liu.

People just think that this is the result of God.

The moonlight slowly dissipated with the goddess' rise, and only then did I know that my life had fallen back to the original place, but people were still immersed in the shock just now and could not extricate themselves.

It was not until I knew that I could speak up and broke the silence.

"Below, Zhiming is brave enough to show off his ugly appearance to this moonlight goddess, and offer it to Fairy Liu to wish Fairy Liu's birthday." Fang Zhiming said slowly, still in the same gentle tone.

But everyone was a little intoxicated because of the just one.

As a result, just when everyone was intoxicated, a voice suddenly sounded disharmoniously: "Fao Zhiming's paintings look good, but he still lost to Chen Chong today."
Chapter completed!