The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have a very good understanding.

Chapter 41 Art, Ink Rhythm·The Fairy in the Painting

Outside the house, above the sky.

Su Zi was embarrassed at first, after all, Chang Qing's strength was too weak.

Even if he found a good relationship and asked Lingsi to show mercy, he still had to be qualified to fight.

If you don’t have awe-inspiring energy and don’t have any better Four Treasures of the Study, how can you fight with others?

Even if people want to keep it, they can't find a chance.

Thinking of Chang Qing being unable to come off stage for a while and looking very embarrassed and depressed, Su Zian couldn't help but sigh and said thoughtfully:

"How can I find a way to comfort Chang Qing?"

But who would have thought that as soon as he had this idea, the situation in the room would instantly reverse.

"Enter Dao level?"

"Fish and dragon dance?"

Su Zian looked at the two scholars below who were almost stunned, and his expression suddenly became very exciting.

Although he does not practice Confucianism, he still knows the concept of entering the Taoist level.

If the cultivation difficulty of a monk's secret skills is ten, then the four Confucian arts at the Taoist level are one hundred!

Not to mention, Changqing's calligraphy is still the so-called immortal art of Immortal Seal and Fish and Dragon Dance, and Confucianism and Taoism are the first to attack.

"Is Changqing's talent for Confucianism so strong?"

After being lost in thought, Su Zian couldn't help but laugh, and his heart was filled with joy.

There are people in the Su family who practice swordsmanship, Taoism, and even demons, but this one is the first to practice Confucianism.

Moreover, he started practicing calligraphy when he was only twenty years old. This talent is considered a monster!

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I'll tell you how can my little brother be mediocre!"

Su Zian was smiling happily, but when he saw Lingsi who was about to cry in the room below, his smile stopped abruptly.

"Hey, I seem to have made a mistake."

Su Zian's stern face showed a rare hint of embarrassment.

His little brother has mastered calligraphy, and he lets others be good, but in the end, he even makes the little girl show mercy.

Adding to what Lingsi said to Changqing just now.

"Hey, the little princess of the Zhou family is going to be broken, isn't she?"

Su Zian took a breath of air and thought to himself, "Who should I let comfort Qingqiu?"

Suddenly his eyes lit up and he immediately sent a message to Erniu.

[You happen to meet your sweetheart, and she’s not in the right state, so go and coax her]

…

School, inside the house.

Lingsi looked at Su Changqing with red eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "I will try my best to beat you in the next round!"

Facing the Taoist genius, she had shown mercy just now. Thinking of this made her feel aggrieved.

Although you can't win without showing mercy, whoever is a Taoist genius still wants to use the back door!

This is too much!

"I am ashamed of my calligraphy, but I don't believe you are so good at other skills!"

Lingsi angrily returned to his desk, waiting for the next round to begin.

Su Changqing was stunned when he saw this, looked at Shuhan beside him, and asked in a low voice in confusion:

"Senior brother, why do you think Senior Sister Lingsi is so angry?"

Shuhan's mouth twitched, "That's alright. It's okay if I don't come up to beat you."

He had just communicated with Qingfeng and learned that Lingsi and others met Su Zian halfway and used the back door.

At that time, he was stunned after hearing this. No wonder Lingsi looked like he was about to cry.

Su Changqing was even more confused, he didn't do anything?

At this time, in front of the school.

"Senior brother, do you want to continue the competition?"

Li Qingchen took a sip of tea and asked aloud.

In fact, it is best to end it at this time, which can make Wei Cang look better.

"Compare, why not compare?"

"On the contrary, I'm more interested!"

Not only was Wei Cang not discouraged, but he said with bright eyes:

"Being better than a mediocre person is nothing. Only when someone evenly matched beats you can you be considered a winner!"

As he said that, he looked at Su Changqing in the field,

"This boy's calligraphy is already at its peak. Lingsi is no match for him, but after all, he became a disciple a little late."

"It's only two years. Even if you're a genius, it takes all your energy to understand a fish-dragon dance, right?"

"I want to see how he wins the next three arts of piano, chess and painting!"

The two great scholars Mo Lan and Yixian who had just calmed down on the side also nodded when they heard this.

Su Changqing is still too young.

In a few years, they would not dare to make a judgment, but now if Su Changqing wants to win, he must reach the level of 'skill' in the other three arts.

But a person's energy is limited after all. In the past two years, Su Changqing's calligraphy has reached its peak. I'm afraid there is no time to hone other skills.

Of course, in terms of potential, Su Changqing must be far superior to Lingsi, but it would be difficult for Wenbi to win at the moment.

Hard to win?

Shuhan on the side smiled silently when he heard this.

No one knew how terrifying his junior brother's talent was.

genius?

That's just the threshold for meeting Chang Qing.

…

"The second competition will test your painting skills. It will last for one hour. Any painting is acceptable."

In front of the school, Great Confucian Mo Lan decided on the second competition.

Lingsi below concentrated on it, took out the silver rice paper and began to carve it carefully.

This time she showed 100% of her strength, and a faint artistic conception floated on the rice paper.

She wants to tell everyone with her strength, even if the other party becomes a master of calligraphy!

But she's not bad either!

On the other side, in front of Su Changqing's desk was the ordinary plain paper and Langhao pen.

The paintings he made were also very simple, and it was the rolling green mountains that he painted most.

The mountain looks real and simple.

But if you look carefully, it seems as if you are in the deep mountains and dense forests. The towering green mountains bring great oppression and awe.

That is the special skill of the immortal in the painting. The world in the painting is full of Taoism.

Not long after, Lingsi and Su Changqing finished their paintings and handed them over to the two great scholars.

Unlike the first time when no one was interested, Mo Lan, Yixian and others looked at Su Changqing's paintings first.

They wanted to see what kind of painting this calligraphy master could make.

"It's amazing to be able to enter the word 'skill'."

"How is it possible? For two years, practicing calligraphy and painting at the same time, it is not easy to have the word 'shape'."

"Take a look, don't be too harsh later."

The two great scholars said, picking up the picture of continuous green mountains transformed by Su Changqing.

And when they looked at it for the first time, they couldn't help but look dazed.

It seemed that what they were looking at was not a painting, but really facing a series of towering mountains.

The majestic peaks made them feel insignificant.

"Bang!"

The scroll slipped from the hands of the two dull scholars. They looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Two seniors, who won?"

Qingfeng asked curiously.

Wei Cang saw the two silent people and suddenly felt a little uneasy. He said, "You two, you can talk."

Mo Lan took a deep breath, looked at Su Changqing deeply, and said in a trembling voice:

"There is no need to look at Lingsi's painting. Zhiyu won."

Lingsi frowned and said unconvinced: "Senior, why don't you look at my painting and conclude that I lost? What if I won!"

"Hehe"

Yixian smiled bitterly, "Zhiyu's painting. Has entered the Tao."

"Art, ink rhyme, fairy in painting."

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