Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 501

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.

on the Tree were

so it was different

was Eagle Rests on the Tree and definitely

around was completely

even realize what

in the next second, they opened their mouths wide unconsciously but couldn’t make

a

that they were

Tree in ten

him less than two minutes

the sloppy man, was the Eagle Rests on the

contrast with the third version, the sloppy man’s Eagle Rests on the Tree, in terms of graphic structure, was more authentic and similar to the second version of Eagle Rests on the Tree, which John showed at the Oriental auction house to help

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

had never been based on form but on

drawing was already very artistic. But

woman walking on the street

any of John’s seven gorgeous sisters suddenly walked by

they looked back at that good-looking woman, they

a

the young man who they had ridiculed for

Clouds.

When the real Master of Clouds met a fake one, he must

something!

keep a low profile Even though everyone knew he was the Master of

was Master of Clouds’s style.

dared to be sure John was the Master of

style was just too obvious.

man was shocked when he brushed his messy hair back and

Tree.

Rests on the Tree to such an extent because he had studied the paintings of Master of Clouds, and

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