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There seemed to be some kind of strange magic power in Long Xue's voice. When everyone heard it, they felt their hearts tingling and feeling extremely comfortable.
The anxious mood calmed down in an instant.
The monks looked at that beautiful smile, and felt distraught in their hearts. They all sat down obediently, waiting for the tea party to proceed further.
"How wonderful!"
"Yes, I have been practicing calligraphy and painting since I was a child. Although I am not as good as the fairy, I am still good at it. I will paint a painting today to express my admiration for the fairy!"
The monks were full of enthusiasm and excitement, and it was finally time to show off their talents.
"The tea party is naturally Miss Long's tea party. In the end, we are just guests. The main purpose of everything is to discuss, communicate and make progress together."
"I wonder if Mr. Li has any insights into chess, calligraphy and painting?"
Situ Guixiong¡¯s eyes were gloomy, and he said lightly, this tea party is a place for young talents to exchange their respective qualities, and compete in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
"You all are here today to exchange what you have learned. Calligraphy and painting have been a necessity for monks of our generation since ancient times. Since Mr. Li can explain the mystery of Miss Long's music in one sentence, I think he has a deep understanding of it, so we might as well discuss it together. ?¡±
The monks have provocative expressions in their eyes. They may be a little less confident than the others, but they are the best at painting and calligraphy.
There is no other reason. As a Tianjiao monk, even if he cannot draw any vision, he can still draw some similarities, and he will not be embarrassed in any case.
However, Li Xiaobai¡¯s answer made everyone look shocked.
"I know nothing about music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Brother Situ has found the wrong person."
Li Xiaobai chewed a banana in his mouth and said inarticulately.
"you¡¡"
Situ Guixiong¡¯s eyes suddenly changed, and a terrifying cold light flashed crazily in his eyes. He had never seen such a shameless person before. He took the initiative to challenge him, but the other party actually gave in immediately?
And the attitude is so perfunctory, where is the face?
Where is your dignity as a proud and powerful person?
"Haha, everyone, why don't you listen to my daughter? Today, we will draw a painting with the theme of the East China Sea. What do you think?"
Long Xue smiled lightly, feeling helpless at the grudges between these geniuses.
It seems that the word "competitive" has been engraved into their bones and cannot be stopped.
"Okay, the ancient sage said that if a person does not live a safe life, he will get drunk and ride a long whale in the East China Sea. The East China Sea is a good place, and it is also a good subject!"
"Yes, the word "East China Sea" is just right in terms of breadth and depth. It couldn't be more appropriate for painting."
"A very magnificent picture has already appeared in my mind!"
¡°Thank you, Miss Long, for the topic, which makes the following article full of thoughts!¡±
The geniuses instantly turned into licking dogs, praising the theme given by Long Xue, as if the theme was tailor-made for them.
Regarding this, Li Xiaobai was quite speechless. These monks were so good at licking. They clearly wanted to be fair and just, so they gave a very mediocre and inclusive vocabulary. This topic couldn't be more ordinary. Where can I find the insightful feeling mentioned by these monks?
No one has the ability to force interpretation.
"Since you are all satisfied, that would be great. My daughter will complete the painting with you. The time is set to one hour. After one hour, we will appreciate it together!"
Long Xue turned her wrist, took out a stick of incense, and put it aside. When the incense candle burned out, it was the end of an hour.
"Good!"
"Great kindness!"
The geniuses nodded, took out pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and began to conceive of their own paintings.
Li Xiaobai looked around, just enjoying the music of the piano, and now he was about to start painting again. If he had known this, he should have practiced before coming. He knew nothing about calligraphy and painting.
However, the people around him didn¡¯t seem to express anything. Several people who were suspected to be brothers and sisters were pretending to work hard on a piece of white paper. They were writing for a long time, and there was not a single black ink on the scroll.
Mader, these guys must have been prepared before coming. They have already prepared their works in advance. They are just pretending to be here.
Li Xiaobai¡¯s face was very dark. He hurriedly took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and looked at the monks around him who were frowning and swiping ink in their hands., I have some troubles in my heart, I don¡¯t know what to draw.
??Painting the drawing paper with blue represents an ocean?
It fits the subject matter, but it feels a bit low-end and does not suit my status as a strong man walking on the road of invincibility!
Is there any way to draw easily and highlight the theme?
"Hey, little brother, have you thought of something to draw?"
The fat man in white clothes on the side came over and chuckled, rubbing his body constantly on Li Xiaobai.
"Did you know that painting is not only an aesthetics, but also a psychology?"
Li Xiaobai said lightly, and moved the space ring to the other hand without leaving any trace, to prevent this fat man from making any small moves.
"Huh? What Xiongtai means is"
The fat man in white didn't mean to be embarrassed at all, and asked with some doubts in his eyes.
"Haha, tell me, what kind of painting can be recognized by the world?"
¡°Of course it¡¯s a work of great skill and profound intention.¡±
"It's a big mistake. I named it Donghai. Naturally, I want to see paintings that praise Donghai. As long as the connotation of the painting is in line with people's hearts, even if it turns into a pile of excrement, it will still make people applaud."
Li Xiaobai said lightly, with a big stroke of his hand, he continued to splash ink in the void, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.
Looking at the other party¡¯s movements, the fat man in white was quite puzzled. Why didn¡¯t he know that this kid had the skill of painting?
He moved forward with some curiosity in his heart, glanced at it slightly, and his face suddenly darkened.
¡°Damn it, I was almost deceived. If you dare to draw like this, you won¡¯t be beaten to death.¡±
An hour is neither long nor short, and the incense candle burns to the end very quickly.
"Gentlemen, is the painting going well?"
Long Xue gently rolled up the scroll in her hand, smiled slightly, looked around and asked, she was in a very good state just now, the painting was very successful, and it was a work that satisfied her.
The young talents below also stopped writing, carefully rolled up the scroll, and nodded: "Thanks to the fairy, the painting went very smoothly today!"
"Yes, the fairy's music made me enter a wonderful state, and even my brushwork became much smoother!"
The monks said happily.
"Haha, I guess you can see a lot of masterpieces today!"
"Then let's start from here. I was born in the country of Aolai, and I also have some feelings for the East China Sea. I am showing off my shame here today. Everyone, please see, this is my humble work, Poseidon Scroll!"
Situ Guixiong smiled, unfolded the scroll in his hand, and presented it in front of the monks. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com