Ling Tian chuckled and said, "Miss is too polite."
The girl carefully looked at the painting that Ling Tian had completed. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. She also admired Ling Tian more and more. She couldn't help but ask, "Since Young Master has completed the painting, why not continue with the last step and turn this painting into a real masterpiece?"
Ling Tian was startled and said, "I would like to ask for Miss' guidance."
The woman pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes sparkling. Although she still had an ordinary face, at this moment, it was as if a sky full of stars had poured out from her pair of intelligent eyes. Looking at this pair of beautiful eyes that were like poetry and dreams, real and illusory, Ling Tian couldn't help but be shocked.
The girl's voice was clear and gentle as she said, "Why don't Young Master inscribe a poem on it? The poem and the painting complement each other, bringing out the best in each other. Let this little girl admire Young Master's great talent again. "
Ling Tian laughed and said, "This one has little talent and knowledge. How would I know how to compose a poem? I am ashamed. As for what great talent, I don't even know where to start. If I rashly inscribe a poem and taint Miss's eyes, it would be a great sin. Miss, please don't make things difficult for me. "
The girl's eyes flashed and she said with a smile, "This one shouldn't have made such a presumptuous request. However, this one will be leaving this place in a few days. I don't know if there will be a chance to meet Young Master again. If Young Master is so stingy with a drop of ink, wouldn't it be a great regret if we can't meet again in the future? "
Although these words were said gently, there was a hidden needle in the silk floss. It was overbearing.
These words were very vague, but the meaning was not difficult to understand. 'Leaving this place in a few days' and 'Would there be a chance to meet again' meant that she wouldn't stay for too long. As for 'being stingy with a drop of ink' and 'wouldn't it be a great regret', it showed her admiration for this Young Master with outstanding painting skills. As for the sentence 'if we can't meet again in the future', it faintly showed a faint young girl's feelings and a strong sense of helplessness.
As for the whole sentence, it also vaguely expressed the intention of testing the school. However, it was also contradictory. Ling Tian could almost conclude that his performance today was enough to open a small gap in this proud girl's tightly closed heart. He was afraid that his shadow had already more or less appeared in this girl's heart.
But now, the girl's heart must be extremely conflicted. On one hand, she hoped that Ling Tian could write a poem as she expected, so that she could think about it later. On the other hand, she hoped that Ling Tian was really like what she said, that he had little talent and was only proficient in painting. That way, she would naturally be able to dispel the shock that Ling Tian had left in her heart today, as well as that faint shadow.
This showed the contradiction of a young girl's feelings. She wanted to find a true confidant, but she was not willing to be reduced to a captive of love. Thus, she wanted to make things difficult for Ling Tian. If Ling Tian really made a fool of himself, then Ling Tian's position in her heart would definitely plummet! Even if they were to meet again, he would only be an artist with outstanding painting skills, a slightly different young master. As such, the trace of feelings in her heart would naturally disappear without a trace, and she would no longer have any attachment to Sky Bearing.
Ling Tian laughed in his heart, Since I have already seen through your little thoughts, how can I let you escape from my hands? Forget it! Let me add another thick and heavy stroke to your heart!
With a carefree smile, Ling Tian said leisurely, "Life is full of similarities, just like a swan stepping on the snow and mud. Leaving a claw on the mud, how can a swan care about anything? Life is originally unpredictable, fated to meet and fated to part, the clouds rolling in and out, just like that! Forget it, since Miss has said so, then if I were to reject you, it would seem as though I have lost my bearing. Since that's the case, then I will reluctantly make a fool of myself. I hope that Miss will not make fun of my crude writing. "
The beautiful eyes of the lady seemed to be a little dazed for a moment, her plump lips moving slightly as she softly recited the poem that Ling Tian had just recited, "Life is originally unpredictable, just like a swan stepping on the snow and mud. Leaving a claw on the mud, how can a swan care about anything? Life is originally unpredictable, fated to meet and fated to part, the clouds rolling in and out, just like that! Just like that! " Her delicate lips trembled slightly, and her eyes seemed to be in a daze. Looking at Ling Tian's carefree figure, she felt as though there were huge waves in the lake in her heart! For a moment, she stood there in a daze, and did not notice what Ling Tian had said after that.
The young girl beside her gently nudged her, and the young girl suddenly woke up from her daze. She couldn't help but blush. Even though she had applied a layer of disguise medicine on her face, it couldn't completely cover it. Even her neck was red. She mumbled, "This little girl lost her composure just now, please don't blame me."
Ling Tian understood and smiled, "It's fine."
The lady said softly, "I wonder if Young Master's masterpiece is ready? This little girl is waiting to read it. "As she spoke, her face turned red again. The meaning of these few words was as though she was acting coquettishly, with a bit of playfulness and shyness. Her toes touched the ground lightly, and she felt her whole body heat up from embarrassment.
The two old ladies behind her could not help but be startled. This was the first time they had seen such an expression on the little princess's face! They could not help but look at each other, their eyes serious. When they turned to the young lady, they were full of worry and anxiety.
Ling Tian purposely looked at her for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Thank you for waiting, Miss. How could I dare to be negligent?" Although it was only a slight pause, the lady was sensitive enough to sense it, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
The corners of Ling Tian's mouth curled up, revealing a faintly discernible smile. He picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink. Holding his breath, the brush flew; the soft tip of the brush moved on the pure white paper, like a dragon soaring in the sky, or a crane dancing in the spirit mountain. The faintly discernible running script in his hand was as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, as if it was made by nature, appearing where the willows danced in the wind.
Like a gentle breeze, the bright moon in the sky, without a trace, the Seven Absolutes appeared on the paper. The strokes were vigorous yet ethereal, majestic yet elegant! Just from these few words alone, it seemed to be full of mystery and boundless feeling.
Jasper made up as tall as a tree
Ten thousand hanging green ribbons
I wonder who cut the fine leaves
February's spring breeze is like scissors
When it was time to sign, Ling Tian thought for a moment, but in the end, he did not sign his name, and only added the words "Tearful Dream of the Secular World". Since you want to clear your name, since you have your concerns, then I will give you a strong dose of medicine. You must know that the true beauty of life is that in the Boundless Secular World, there is only one chance. Once you miss it, you will not be able to turn back. At that time, no matter how powerful you are, or how rich you are, what awaits you can only be "Tearful Dream of the Secular World".
At the same time, Ling Tian secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, in his previous life, he liked the poems of the Tang and Song Dynasties, so he was quite knowledgeable. Otherwise, he would have made a fool of himself today.
Ling Tian placed the brush by the side in a carefree manner, and did not even look at the poem that he had just finished. His face was still calm, as if what he did just now was insignificant and not worth mentioning! Not worth mentioning!
Ling Tian did not feel that there was anything wrong with his plagiarism, and of course, he would not blush. Since this world does not have these things, then I will fill this gap! It will also allow the five thousand years of China's culture in his previous life to shine with the light and glory that they should have in this other world! Although this world did not have the beautiful land that stretched for eighty thousand miles in Ling Tian's memory!
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