Chapter 1869

It shouldn't... be his own calligraphy and paintings, right?

"Gao Yang, are you going to auction the handed-down calligraphy and paintings of ancient masters, or your own calligraphy and paintings?"

Gao Yang rolled his eyes at Shangguan Wan'er.

What does Shangguan Wan'er mean, questioning his, Gao Yang's, level?

"Naturally, it's this Young Master's own!"

While speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Lv Luo, prepare brush and ink for this Young Master!"

"What?"

"Gao Yang, are you playing for real?"

Shangguan Wan'er was shocked.

She hadn't seen Gao Yang's paintings, but she had seen that handwriting too many times.

This handwriting, to be auctioned?

Are you crazy!

Pfft.

Gao Changwen had been on the side, not daring to make a sound, fearing he would be held a grudge by Gao Yang.

But upon hearing this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Brother, I generally don't laugh, unless I can't help it."

Gao Yang's face darkened.

Shangguan Wan'er and Gao Changwen's reactions made him lose face.

He turned to Chu Qingluan and said, "Qingluan, do you believe me?"

Chu Qingluan looked hesitant.

Although she hadn't seen Gao Yang's calligraphy and paintings, she wasn't a fool either. Shangguan Wan'er and Gao Changwen's reactions explained everything.

For a time, Chu Qingluan also fell silent.

Gao Yang: "..."

"Young Master, brush and ink are here!"

At this time, Lv Luo's voice rang out.

Gao Yang said viciously, "Fine, today this Young Master will show you all a good hand, and let you know what art is!"

Gao Yang rolled up his sleeves, walked to the stone table where the bamboo paper was laid out, and then picked up the brush to the side.

His body was straight, he held his breath, and his eyes also exuded an endless sharpness.

That was... a gaze of moving forward without hesitation!

That was... a gaze of having art in his chest!

In the courtyard, the atmosphere was stagnant, and Gao Yang's serious appearance also made Shangguan Wan'er and Chu Qingluan nervous.

Shangguan Wan'er suddenly remembered that yesterday when Wu Zhao came to the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, Gao Yang offered the three strategies for Hexi and drew the Hexi terrain map with his bare hands...

Could it be that Gao Yang was still hiding a hand?

Could he really paint?

For a time.

Everyone stepped forward.

Even Lv Luo, Chen Sheng, Wu Guang, and others couldn't help but approach, wanting to take a peek at art.

At this time.

Gao Yang moved.

He picked up the brush, rolled up his sleeves, and the brush in his hand seemed to have a soul, dancing wantonly on the bamboo paper, the brush moving like a dragon and snake, flying like a dragon and dancing like a phoenix.

Between the bold strokes, a picture quietly leaped onto the paper.

"Mission accomplished!"

Gao Yang put down the brush in his hand, admiring his masterpiece, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

Everyone stepped closer, examining Gao Yang's masterpiece.

I saw a picture come into view...

Shangguan Wan'er: "..."

Chu Qingluan: "..."