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.

of Eagle Rests on the Tree were

so it was different every time.

the lines changed, a perceptive would know it was

was completely stunned.

even realize what was going on.

But in the next second, they opened their mouths wide unconsciously

was a dead silence.

they were too shocked to say

on the Tree in ten minutes was

it took him less than two

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

terms of graphic structure, was more authentic and

out. He couldn’t make it smooth and flow, so he paid more attention to the similarity of strokes.

works had never

was already

good-looking woman walking on the street was

John’s seven gorgeous sisters suddenly walked by

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

a brutal comparison.

this time, everyone realized the young man who they had ridiculed for a

wonder he dared to stand up and question it. When the real Master of Clouds met a fake one,

to cover himself tightly because he wanted to keep a low profile

Master

dared to be sure John was the

was just too

he brushed his messy hair back and stared at the Eagle

man could imitate Eagle Rests on the Tree to such an extent because he had studied the paintings of Master of

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