The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 667: He’s Bound to Lose

Huang Shansheng, a full professor at the Tsinghua Art Department!

Speed drawing was his specialty!

In the country, the number of people who could match him in speed drawing was very few!

Since he had served in the military in his younger days, the military would invite him every year to sketch outdoors and incidentally teach some promising soldiers how to draw!

And he was the one who had trained Zhang Fan in sketching!

For the name Zhang Fan, he was extremely sensitive. It could be said, unforgettable for a lifetime!

In one day, Zhang Fan had grasped sketching, and in less than a week, he had mastered speed drawing!

Moreover, the speed of his speed drawing was unparalleled! freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Even he could not achieve that kind of speed!

It could be said that during his nearly twenty years of teaching at Tsinghua, he had never encountered such a prodigious talent.

So, when he heard the name Zhang Fan, he couldn’t help but want to come over and see!

But he really did not expect that the Zhang Fan before him was that freak!

How had he come to Tsinghua?

Wasn’t he still serving in the military?

At this moment, Huang Shansheng’s face was filled with intense doubt!

Seeing such an expression on Huang Shansheng, Li Tianlong and a few others were also quite puzzled!

As a giant in the Art Department, how could Huang Shansheng show an expression of shock? That shouldn’t be!

Suddenly, Li Tianlong approached and said respectfully, "Professor Huang, are you here to watch their competition?"

Huang Shansheng shook his head, then immediately nodded, "Sort of!"

Li Tianlong then smiled, "Professor Huang, this is perfect, I would like to introduce someone to you. His ability in sketching is quite outstanding! It can be said that we are somewhat unable to keep up with him. Could you find some time to give that young man some guidance?"

Huang Shansheng smiled, "Let’s go together and take a look!"

"Alright!" Li Tianlong immediately took the lead, clearing a path through a cluster of students, and walked further inside!

At this moment, Zhang Fan had already taken the small wooden box from Di Xiele’s hands.

The box opened to reveal three layers, totaling thirty sketching pencils!

Zhang Fan randomly picked one, looked up, and earnestly surveyed the scene before him!

His eyes gradually deepened.

A unique charisma suddenly emanated from him!

Tranquility!

Watching Zhang Fan at this moment, Ye Xuan, Di Xiele, and Hao Xiaomin’s gazes slowly solidified!

Especially Di Xiele and Hao Xiaomin, their faces carried an extremely astonished expression!

At this moment, Zhang Fan seemed to possess a magical charm that deeply drew them in!

Zhang Fan’s gaze slowly moved!

Houses, trees, people...

All were captured in Zhang Fan’s eyes!

Watching the earnestly absorbed Zhang Fan, the surrounding crowd also quieted down.

One minute, two minutes...

It was only after five minutes that Zhang Fan lowered his head.

He closed his eyes, and the scene he had just observed emerged in his mind!

Immediately, he lifted his hand and rapidly moved it across the drawing paper!

"Shasha shasha..."

The sound of the sketching pencil rubbing against the paper resonated in everyone’s ears.

It was comforting, almost as if someone was massaging their ears!

Black lines began to appear on the pristine drawing paper!

Straight lines, curved lines, intersecting and entwining!

Zhang Fan’s body also moved slowly!

From the far left of the drawing paper to the far right!

Each time he moved, Zhang Fan would pause for three seconds. His right hand swiftly moved, leaving shallow lines on the paper before moving again.

Soon, the entire ten-meter-long drawing paper was covered with countless lines!

Watching this scene, a crowd of art students around him widened their eyes!

What was Zhang Fan up to?

Rambling graffitis?

The lines on the paper were crooked, bearing no discernible path at all! And how did those relate to the scene in front of him?

And those dots on the paper, what the hell were those?

Watching the endlessly busy Zhang Fan, a group of people in the distance tiptoed, but as they looked at the lines across the whole paper, they began to murmur.

"What the hell is he even drawing!"

"It looks kind of like a child’s careless doodling!"

"Isn’t he just messing around? Wang Yuheng hasn’t even started yet!"

An Art Department student coldly said, "Wang Yuheng is still contemplating how to start! To capture everything here, heh, can a few glances do the job? Look at Zhang Fan, what nonsense is he drawing! He’s just scribbling randomly! Heh, I really wonder if he knows what sketching is?"

The mocking tone attracted everyone’s attention.

Suddenly, a large crowd squeezed towards Zhang Fan!

However, when they saw the lines on the paper, laughter burst out immediately.

"What the hell is he drawing?!"

"Damn, is Zhang Fan planning to fill the paper with these lines?"

"Damn, I bet he’s doomed this time!"

However, Zhang Fan seemed as if he had never heard those voices!

His sketching pencil continued to move rapidly!

Previously from left to right, now from right to left, he kept adding lines to the paper!

Watching this, Ye Xuan raised her head, her gaze wandering over the scenery that gradually entered her view.

A minute later, she suddenly looked down again, staring intensely at those little dots on the paper!

She paused, her face shocked, looking incredulously at Zhang Fan!

Fixed-point sketching?

"Excuse me, excuse me!"

Seeing Li Tianlong and others, the students from the Art Department suddenly became serious.

"Professor Li!"

"Professor Huang!"

Li Tianlong nodded in greeting, then they approached Wang Yuheng, watching him contemplate the structure of his painting, and nodded slightly before looking over at Zhang Fan!

When they saw Zhang Fan’s fingers flying over the paper, their eyes suddenly sharpened!

Had he figured it out so quickly?

Impossible, right?

Suddenly, Li Tianlong and the others quickly moved to Zhang Fan’s side, and when they saw those intertwined lines, their faces showed astonishment!

What the hell was he drawing?

"Does this guy really know how to paint?" Li Tianlong muttered softly.

"Ah!"

A sigh echoed from Huang Shansheng’s lips.

His gaze was incredibly complex!

Fixed-point sketching!

That was his trump card!

This young man dared to use such a method on such a grand painting!

"Professor Huang, let’s go check on Wang Yuheng’s side. I think he might use the division method since finishing such a huge picture seems unlikely," Li Tianlong whispered!

Huang Shansheng shook his head. "That kid has already lost!"

"What?"

The few teachers looked at Huang Shansheng with stunned faces.

"Professor Huang, what do you mean ’lost’?"

Huang Shansheng pointed at Wang Yuheng, "He can’t possibly win!"

"Really? Professor Huang, could you be mistaken?"

Huang Shansheng shook his head. "There’s a creature in the world called ’a freak’, and this young man is lucky enough to have encountered one!"

A bitter smile hung on Huang Shansheng’s face.

Comparing large landscape sketches with Zhang Fan was simply suicidal!