Chapter 501 Eagle Rests on the Tree

John finished drawing.

The smooth lines took shape. Eagles and branches stood vividly revealed on the paper from top to bottom,

from left to right.

All the paintings of Master of Clouds, who was also John, shared a common characteristic, they were painted in a simple form. It usually only took a few strokes to draw an eagle.

The same went for the lower branches.

With only a few strokes, he outlined the most profound artistic conception.

In the beginning, John thought staying in the mountain boring, so he drew some things as he wanted.

It was like someone would scribble on the draft paper with a pencil when he was irritable while studying. He didn’t need to think about it at all, so he scribbled very fast.

However, John was on a higher level. He didn’t draw chaotic lines but some shapes.

After some marketing by the old monk, others thought these simple outlines represented an artistic conception.

John didn’t even know he was so capable.

It didn’t take two minutes at all.

John didn’t pause during his drawing. All the lines were drawn in one go and then assembled into a perfect painting.

The third version of Eagle Rests on the Tree was finished.

versions of Eagle Rests on the Tree were similar in

arbitrarily, so it was different

know it was Eagle Rests on the Tree and definitely painted by Master of

around was

realize what was going on.

John, thinking he was out of his mind. But in the next second, they opened their

was a dead silence.

was that they were

Rests on the Tree in ten minutes was just a dream, but John did it.

than that, it took him less than

painting, on the booth beside the sloppy man, was the Eagle Rests on

terms of graphic structure, was more authentic and similar to the second

all, the sloppy man spent a lot of time copying it out. He couldn’t make it smooth and flow, so he paid more attention

had never been based on form but on

was already very

like a good-looking woman walking on the street was

walked by that good-looking woman, undoubtedly. everyone would look at John’s

looked back at that good-looking woman, they would feel she was

was a brutal

who they had ridiculed for a long time was

he dared to stand up and question it. When the real Master of Clouds

wanted to keep a

Master of

moment, everyone dared to be sure John was the Master

just too

he brushed his messy hair back and

the Tree to such an extent because he had studied the paintings of Master of Clouds, and he was also a fan of the

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