Chapter 841
Almighty Daughter Runs The World
âChapter 841: 184: the all-powerful great burning, painting a tiger but not a dogâ
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Dog Shit?
Trash?
âOld Mrs. Cen tried her best to calm herself down, âYou can pick out a bone from an egg. If everyone is like you and looks at your work with a magnifying glass, then there is almost no flawless painting in this world.â â
Ye Zao never felt that her painting skills were very good.
She was only painting to calm her heart and regulate her emotions.
Ye Zao could not stand still when he was suddenly praised by Old Mrs. Cen.
âHe remembered that when he was in the other world, someone had once criticized her painting for being a dog instead of a tiger. â
âFrom then on, she never said that she could paint anymore. â
âAfter all, compared to the big boss, she was just a piece of trash. â
âYe Zhuo looked at Old Mrs. Cen and continued, âGrandma, are you kidding me?â â
âIn Old Mrs. Cenâs eyes, Ye Zhuoâs painting was simply a masterpiece. â
It was the kind that could shock the Chinese art world.
âYet, the person involved still looked indifferent and even threw the painting away as if it was trash. â
This was simply a reckless waste of a godâs gift!
ââWhoâs kidding you!âOld Mrs. Cen looked at ye Zhuo, âIâm very serious now! Very serious! Very serious! Ye, your painting is really very good!â â
âYe Zao thought that old Mrs. Cen was trying to cheer her up and said with a smile, âOf course, Iâm so good-looking. How can my drawing not be good-looking?â â
âOld Mrs. Cen was amused by Ye Zao and laughed out loud, âYes, yes, yes! Our good-looking little girls are super good at drawing!â â
âAfter saying that, old Mrs. Cen continued, âRight, Yezi, can you give me a drawing that you drew?â â
âSure.âYe Zhuo nodded slightly and pointed at the painting on the table. âDo you think this one is okay?â
The painting on the table was clearly just finished.
The fragrance of ink and wash still lingered in the air.
âOld Mrs. Cen looked at the painting in front of her very seriously, and even took out her eyes from her pocket. â
The whole painting could only be described with two words.
It was majestic.
The painting was arranged in a manner that was from far to near.
Two or three rows of white cranes flew in front of the mountain that was as tall as the clouds.
âThere was a thatched cottage built at the foot of the mountain, and two plum trees were planted beside the thatched cottage. Heavy snow was drifting in the sky, and red plums were blooming in full bloom amidst the heavy snow, causing people to feel awe and respect. â
âLooking further ahead, they saw two children building snowmen in the snow. â
âLooking further ahead, she saw a natural lake. â
There was a lone boat floating on the lake.
In front of the lone boat sat an old fisherman.
Even the expression of the old man was deeply drawn.
âIn the entire painting, not to mention holding a magnifying glass, even if she held a microscope, she could not find a single flaw. â
Old Mrs. Cen felt like she was dreaming and pinched her thigh hard.
It hurt.
She wasnât dreaming!
ââYezi, how much do you sell this painting for?â â
âSell?âYe Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly. âCan this painting be sold?â
ââYour painting is so good, of course it can be sold! âNot only can it be sold, itâs the kind that people are fighting for!âOld Mrs. Cen continued, âYezi, let me tell you, this painting of yours is simply a masterpiece. You Canât just give it away! And you canât just throw it away like trash!â â
âYe Zao smiled and said, âAlright, I wonât throw it away.â â
âOld Mrs. Cen raised her head to look at Ye Zao. The more she looked, the deeper the smile on her face became. â
Her granddaughter-in-law was really amazing!
âShe knew how to fight, draw, finance, and program. She was simply the most amazing granddaughter-in-law in the universe. â
âAt this moment, there was another knock on the door. â
âCome in.âYe Zao looked up slightly.
âThe next second, the door was pushed open from the outside. â
âYe Shu came in with a fruit plate. âAuntie Cen, have some fruit.â â
ââThank you, Ashu.â â
âYe Shu placed the fruit plate in front of old Madam Cen and said with a smile, âWhy are you being so polite with me?â â
Ye Shu placed the plate in front of the fruit and left.
âOld Madam Cen looked at Ye Zao. âZao Zao, shall we play a game?â â
âSure.â
âOld Mrs. Cen liked to play pesticide very much, so she often teamed up with Ye Zao. â
âYe Zao took out his phone, opened pesticide, and clicked to invite Old Mrs. Cen. â
âNot long after, the two of them entered the game page. â
Ye Zao chose Yuan Ge.
âOld Mrs. Cen only knew how to play No. 7 Luban. Just as she was about to choose No. 7 Luban, she realized that her teammate had chosen No. 7 Luban. â
âOld Mrs. Cen was not in a hurry. She immediately took out her trump card and started typing: [ Iâm a primary school student. I only know how to play No. 7 Luban. I, Luban, am very good at it! If you donât give me Luban, we will definitely lose! ] â
âSeeing the text that old Mrs. Cen sent out, Ye Zhuo laughed lightly. âGrandma Cen, are you good at this?â â