It's so difficult to get out of the game

Having waved his head and looked down at his paintings, he was dissatisfied with shaking his head. Sure enough, the ancient pen and ink still did not have the current fineness.

Two steps back, Xiao still has to stand aside.

After the judge scored the previous player, he slowly came to Xiao Xun's work, and frowned. No one could understand what she drew and what the words were written!

Looking at their puzzled expression, Xiao Shi Shi Shi Ran stepped forward and jumped to the desk lightly, spreading up the painting up to two feet wide and two feet.

Is it counter -writing? Use the back to write and make paintings? This is much more difficult than writing? And the paintings written by the writing are undertaken and the master!

Xiao is still painting hundreds of messy bare trees, occasionally mixed with a little green and green peach -red slices, and silver is covered with crystal clear earth.

So shocking.

Xiao still uses Wang Xizhi's grass, not like Xiao Kai's show. It is not as good as the righteousness of Lishu, and it is not as beautiful and practical as the book.

Looking at the character, from the words of Xiao Dushang, it is enough to see Xiao's spilled temperament.

"Beauty rolls on the ground white grass, Hu Tian will fly snow in August. Suddenly like a spring breeze, thousands of trees and pears bloom."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" A long -beard old man tremblingly stroked these two lines.

The three continuous good characters gave Xiao Dushang's word a great praise. It is already a great gift to get the first calligrapher of the first calligrapher of Yunran, and it is even more deliberate! Xiao still win a little bit!

The only disadvantage is that these three trees are a bit inconsistent with poetry.

The judges sigh.

When the judges were scored for Xiao Dushu's poetry and painting, a miracle happened!

Everyone wipes their eyes, and then wipe their eyes!

How can there be such a thing!

The breeze blows slightly, the scroll is fluttering, and the green leaves of the green leaves are slowly blooming, just like a long process shows instantly on the canvas.

It seems that the world has recovered, and the original cluttered Baishu will show a "Xiao" word after full pear blossoms, which adds a casual and laziness than the grass of the calligraphy, but there is no perfunctory meaning!

"Suddenly like the spring breeze, the thousands of trees are blooming! Okay! Okay!" The head of the Tsing Yi middle -aged painter headed by the Tsing Yi took over the scrolls in Xiao Dushu's hands.

appreciate!

Xiao still laughed indifferently. If it wasn't for her pen and ink here, she couldn't follow her hand, and she could still draw more meticulous, but this fur, unfortunately her painting.

There is no doubt that Xiao still enters the next level with the first place. No one questioned, no one is uncomfortable, Xiao is still well deserved!

The next game of thousands of laws is either dance or talent. Xiao still passes easily.

However, Xiao still feels that two strange eyes have been staying on her, with an inquiry that makes her feel uncomfortable from her heart, and there is a resentment that seems to be to be executed to her.

Nothing.

The last five people entered the finals, but Xiao still suddenly became irritable. What did she ignore her? As long as you win first, you can get 100,000, you can let the world be happy.

It's not as simple as she thinks. What is she ignored by her?