Huala!
The word 'rain' was formed like a torrential downpour. Then, like the word 'wind', the fatty wrote all kinds of artistic conceptions. What was even more amazing was that every word 'rain' echoed with the previous word 'wind'. A gale against a torrential rain, a breeze against a drizzle. It was natural, and the brush intent was continuous!
When the word 'snow' was formed, the world was white and spotless. The fluttering snowflakes filled the world and were wrapped in silver. The artistic conception contained made everyone present feel as if they were in a world of ice and snow. They turned into snow elves, dancing between heaven and earth.
Crack!
The tip of the brush turned rapidly, and like thunder descending, the word 'thunder' came crashing down.
Before everyone's state of mind could come out of the ice and snow, it suddenly turned into the sound of thunder.
The rumbling of winter thunder was rare.
However, under Chen Hao's brush intent, it was as if it was natural and continuous. What made many people cry out in surprise was that the lightning that poured down actually gave people a 'momentum' as if the nine levels of heavenly punishment were descending!
"Good writing!"
"The artistic conception is natural. It's really wonderful!"
"His skills are also very deep. Without tens of thousands of years … Cough cough, the fatty is only very young. It seems that he is indeed a natural talent in calligraphy and painting!"
"That's right, that's right. Especially, he even withstood Xuan Yuanchen's pressure at the beginning. It's really incredible …"
"I think the nickname of the Fart King has been changed. The fatty looks unrestrained and frivolous on the surface, but his words are like his person. How can he be a rough person if he can reach the realm of calligraphy and painting?"
Countless exclamations of admiration erupted from the crowd. No one expected the fatty's calligraphy level to be so high. Especially with the fatty's age, it was impossible for him to have a long accumulation of foundation and skills. The only explanation was that the fatty's talent in calligraphy and painting was extraordinary. One year was equivalent to ten or even a hundred years of work for others.
A natural talent in calligraphy and painting. Originally, everyone treated it as a joke, but now …
"Good … Good … Good writing! It's really rare to be able to write such an artistic conception and novelty! I, Tang Hu, have underestimated you! " After Tang Hu withdrew his gaze from the fatty's words, he looked at the fatty and said, "But … Is this really calligraphy?"
"Hmm?"
Tang Hu's words stunned many people present. If this was not calligraphy, then what was it?
Even the fatty looked at Tang Hu in surprise.
"Rather than saying that your calligraphy is like a painting, it would be better to say that your calligraphy is like a painting. Calligraphy, calligraphy. True calligraphy did not rely on such fancy techniques to forcefully gain an artistic conception. Calligraphy was like the Dao, and the Dao followed nature! It is indescribably wondrous, returning to one's original simplicity. Within the formlessness and formlessness, one's true intent is fully revealed. This is the true artistic conception of calligraphy! "Tang Hu spoke frankly with assurance, his imposing manner was overbearing. The imposing manner of the leader of the Four Great Scholars was fully displayed.
At first, everyone only felt that it was good and could not see any flaws at all. However, after hearing Tang Hu's words and taking a closer look, they immediately felt that it was really the case. Indeed, it wasn't the legendary "picturesque calligraphy", but the wondrous artistic conception brought about by the picturesque calligraphy. This was equivalent to putting the cart before the horse. In the end, he was at a disadvantage. It was just like some of the picturesque calligraphy works on Earth that deliberately used pictographs to express themselves. Although they were beautiful, they were still considered sensationalist and not the embodiment of true skill.
"Well said, Young Master Tang."
At this moment, a gentle, pleasant, elegant, and ladylike voice suddenly descended from the void, followed by two figures.
"Teacher Ruolan!"
"Hello, Teacher Ruolan! Hello, President! "
"Ah …"
"F * ck …"
"What a beautiful woman! What a beautiful woman! "
The two figures broke through the void and descended, directly causing the crowd to explode. The cultivators who were originally queuing up for the examination in other associations could not care less at this moment. The examinees had already run over, what was there for them to queue for?
Two people, one woman, the other woman.
The person who spoke was the woman, the teacher with the highest attainment in calligraphy and painting in the Department of Dahua, Teacher Ruolan. The woman's brows were thin and curved like willow leaves, her eyes were clear and flawless like cut water, and her skin was so delicate that it could be broken by the wind. Her beautiful black hair was tied up high and inserted into it was simple and elegant with a purple phoenix pattern wooden hairpin. It was simple and plain but not lacking in elegance, accentuating the woman's elegance. Moreover, she looked like she was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. If she were in the secular world, she would definitely be a beautiful young woman who would cause one's imagination to run wild.
The woman holding Teacher Ruolan's arm was the President of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, Jiang Xiaoyu. She was also a beautiful woman with a graceful temperament and charming eyebrows. She was quick-witted and elegant, quite moving.
Ling Feng and Ao Qian stared straight at her.
Tang Hu, the gigolo, looked as if he had lost his soul as he stared straight at Teacher Ruolan.
Xuan Yuanchen's gaze wandered between the two of them, revealing his amazement.
Murong Qianhua, the birdman's eyes were full of vigor, and the corners of his mouth curled up into an arrogant smile. He nodded slightly at Teacher Ruolan and Jiang Xiaoyu.
The only person who could be considered normal was Fatty. After all, Fatty had seen all kinds of beauties. Moreover, these two women, in terms of appearance and temperament, Si Xuan was not inferior to them at all. There was no possibility of her stunning Chen Hao, only a frown. The reason was very simple. If a woman praised the enemy, wouldn't she also belittle Fatty?
"Young Master Li Yuan wrote equally well! It can be said to be amazing and unique! Such a style is rare in the entire The Great World of Xian Di! You don't have to pay attention to what Young Master Tang said just now. Success will come naturally. As your cultivation deepens, the auxiliary skills and forms of the side branches will naturally evolve into formless and formless. You win with the intent of the brush. Just let nature take its course. You are very young, but to have such a level, you can't be described as a natural talent in calligraphy and painting. It should be said that you are a natural talent in calligraphy and painting! "
"Uh …"
Fatty was stunned. She actually praised him?
"How should I address you, Fairy Sister?" Fatty returned to normal after being stunned for a moment. Although he heard the surrounding cultivators addressing the beautiful woman, he still covered his mouth with honey and cupped his fists and asked. Fatty's thoughts were very simple. He would not pay for it even if he died!
Teacher Ruolan, Fatty clearly heard that the gigolo Tang Hu had just said that he was here for Ruolan. Chen Hao originally thought that Teacher Ruolan should be a woman, but he didn't expect her to be a married woman. It could only be said that the gigolo Tang Hu's taste was a little heavy. But it didn't matter. Fatty didn't care, as long as he could disgust this arrogant guy. How could Fatty let go of such an opportunity?
"Fairy Sister? Young Master Li … "
"Fairy Sister, just call me Fatty. Young Master, Young Master, I can't take it." Fatty waved his hand and said straightforwardly.
Ruolan was slightly stunned, but immediately smiled and said, "That's fine. Little Fatty, you can call me Teacher Ruolan, but not Elder Sister. I am a hundred times, no, a thousand times older than you …"
"Weight is not a matter of distance, and age is not a problem! Teacher Ruolan has a face that can outshine the moon and shame the flowers, a beauty that can captivate fish and beasts, like an orchid in an empty valley, elegant and refined. You are a fairy sister who has descended to the mortal world! Fatty naturally has to address Teacher Ruolan as Elder Sister Goddess! "Fatty was full of praises.
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