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In order to earn this amazing talent, Zhong Shan did a good job of investigation and planning to achieve perfection.
Inside Princess Qianyou's mansion.
Zhong Shan and Gu Qianyou had already let go of Mr. Shui Jing.
"In the next period of time, Qianyou will ask Liu Yanyan to come to Princess Qianyou's Mansion for a period of time, that is, you can meet with her every day," Zhong Shan said.
"Yeah!" Mr. Shui Jing nodded.
"Qianyou said that Liu Yanyan is good at painting, which is great, but you can play the guqin, right?" Zhong Shan asked.
"Yeah!" Mr. Shui Jing nodded. Frowning thinking.
"Immediately we will give you time to be alone. Don't talk to her too much, just persuade her to draw you a picture." Zhong Shan said.
"Painting?" Mr. Shui Jing didn't understand. Can this work
"Yes, just draw a picture, draw a picture out of thin air based on the tune you play." Zhong Shan said.
"I play the tune, she draws an ink painting based on the artistic conception in the tune?" Mr. Shui Jing nodded.
"Well, the scene you poured into the tune, preferably the landscape or object that you have seen in the previous life. After she draws it, it will be placed in this hall. If you don’t take it, she won’t take it. Every day when she comes, you can see it." Zhong Shan said.
"It's that simple?" Mr. Shui Jing asked puzzled. When I was puzzled, it seemed as if I had thought of something, and immediately nodded.
Mr. Shui Jing knows that if you want a person to remember something, it is not constantly emphasized from the outside, but rooted in her subconscious. Even a little bit in the subconscious, a very weak point, is emphasized ten thousand times more than the outside. Be strong.
Sure enough, Liu Yanyan was asked by Qianyou soon.
In Princess Qianyou's Mansion, I soon met Mr. Shui Jing, who has super wisdom in every way, and naturally knows how to do it perfectly. Besides, he himself is a perfectionist.
A song of liver and intestines, a picture of aftertaste.
Liu Yanyan did not have a reason to refuse on a painting, and soon a picture of a quiet valley was drawn. Looking at the painting in a daze, Liu Yanyan's heart is extremely complicated. I don't know how to face Zhou Jian. This is the place where I passed on an outing in my previous life.
Mr. Shui Jing (Zhou Jian) also didn't bother much at the right time, leaving behind the guqin and leaving sadly.
Liu Yanyan sent away the water mirror, staring at the painting she had just painted, startled. He touched the Fang Guqin again, and sighed slightly.
Zhong Shan went out with Mr. Shui Jing.
"Good job." Zhong Shan smiled.
Mr. Shui Jing shook his head with a wry smile.
"Don't worry, I said it can be done, it can be done, and then continue to keep it, you take a piece of music every day, let her draw a picture for you every day." Zhong Shan said.
"What is the effect of this? What is the purpose?" Mr. Shui Jing asked. Yes, the embarrassment between Shui Jing and Liu Yanyan is very conspicuous. It is impossible to save anything by just painting some paintings, and it has no purpose.
"This is the layout. Believe me, there is a specialization in the art industry. A woman's heart cannot be calculated with data." Zhong Shan said.
"Well, I believe you!" Mr. Shui Jing can only nod and sigh slightly.
Next, Mr. Shui Jing will come to Princess Qianyou Mansion every day. Do it every day, just to play a piece, and then after Liu Yanyan feels the sound of the piano, draw the corresponding picture.
At first, Liu Yanyan still couldn't let go. Gradually, Liu Yanyan felt that it was a habit, slowly letting go of her body and mind, and painted an ink painting every day. Listening to a piece of music, painting a picture, I feel unexplainably comfortable.
Listening to music every day has become a habit. In that empty hall, there are a large number of ink paintings hanging, and a large number of scenes are painted with all the effort. Very beautiful and very satisfying.
Every day, after Mr. Shui Jing left, Liu Yanyan would take a few glances at all the paintings.
"Senior Sister, these paintings are all made by you? What a beautiful place." Gu Qianyou promptly said with appreciation.
There was a burst of joy in Liu Yanyan's heart.
Dongfang Mansion, Zhong Shan and Mr. Shui Jing are sitting together.
"How many songs are there in total?" Zhong Shan asked.
"Two months, sixty songs!" said Mr. Shui Jing.
"Sixty songs? That's sixty paintings?" Zhong Shan asked.
"Yeah!" Mr. Shui Jing nodded.
"Well, you don't want to go for the next three days." Zhong Shan said.
"Not going?" Mr. Shui Jing was a little bit unwilling, but he nodded.
Mr. Shui Jing was not going, Liu Yanyan was still waiting in the hall, and Mr. Shui Jing was not here from morning until evening.
Looking at the guqin, Liu Yanyan frowned involuntarily, her eyes were reluctant, and then complicated, she sighed slightly, turned her head and looked at the sixty paintings she had worked hard for these two months.
The next day, Liu Yanyan came again, but Mr. Shui Jing still did not come. Liu Yanyan still didn't hear the music that Liu Yanyan was waiting for. For a while, Liu Yanyan was in a daze at the sixty paintings, and her mood became extremely depressed.
On the third day, Mr. Shui Jing still didn't come. Liu Yanyan squeezed her fist and stayed in the hall all night. Even if Gu Qianyou came to talk to her, she was uninterested and very depressed.
On the fourth day, Mr. Shui Jing appeared under the direction of Zhong Shan. The appearance is so ordinary and ordinary, but in the eyes of Liu Yanyan, it is thousands of years, one cycle, one hundred cycles.
Seeing Mr. Shui Jing's appearance, a smile unconsciously appeared on Liu Yanyan's face. The smile was very cheerful, but Liu Yanyan didn't even notice the smile. Purely from the heart. Very pleased.
Seeing Liu Yanyan's expression, Mr. Shui Jing felt happy, but according to Zhong Shan's script, he had to look down.
When he walked to Liu Yanyan, Mr. Shui Jing did not touch the guqin, but stared at Liu Yanyan's eyes and sighed slightly.
Seeing Mr. Shui Jing's eyes, Liu Yanyan panicked unconsciously.
"I'm leaving!" Mr. Shui Jing said.
"Go?" Liu Yanyan gave a slight jaw.
"Yes, I'm leaving, leave here, leave this sad place." Mr. Shui Jing said with a painful expression.
Liu Yanyan's heart suddenly sank. The original joy suddenly disappeared.
"Where to go?" Liu Yanyan asked.
"I don't know!" said Mr. Shui Jing.
Biting her lip, Liu Yanyan said again: "When will you be back?"
"I don't know, maybe I won't be back." Mr. Shui Jing said.
Hearing Mr. Shui Jing's words, Liu Yanyan's heart pierced. The whole person was immersed in a kind of sadness. Not coming back? Is he coming back
Mr. Shui Jing walked to the edge of the main hall and exhausted Liu Yanyan's paintings one by one, took out a huge booklet, sandwiched it one by one, and placed it carefully.
One by one, until the fifty pictures were collected, Liu Yanyan rushed over with his tears. Prevent Mr. Shui Jing from continuing to collect her paintings.
"What are you doing?" Liu Yanyan bit her lip.
"I want to take away these paintings." Mr. Shui Jing said.
"No, you can't take it away." Liu Yanyan immediately shook her head, her eyes flashing extremely resentful.
"I have to take it away. This is what I exchanged for 60 songs. This is mine." Mr. Shui Jing ignored Liu Yanyan and continued to collect the remaining paintings.
Liu Yanyan was also sluggish when he heard what Mr. Shui Jing said. Yes, he exchanged sixty songs for him, but why is he so upset in his heart? Reluctant to paint? Still reluctant to give up
After carefully installing all the paintings, Mr. Shui Jing put all the paintings in the storage bracelets. He did not talk to Liu Yanyan, and even walked to the piano table and put away his own guqin.
Without saying anything, he walked out of the hall very unfeeling.
Mr. Shui Jing didn't want to be so unfeeling in his heart, but Zhong Shan had to do his request. He sighed slightly, and quickly walked out of Princess Qianyou Mansion without looking back.
Liu Yanyan watched Mr. Shui Jing leave, and the tears that had been in his eyes could no longer be stopped all came out. Looking around, the paintings were gone, the piano was gone, the people were gone, everything was gone. NS. There is nothing left.
Liu Yanyan felt extremely wronged and sad, but now she was really empty-handed and there was nothing left.
The piano is gone, my own painstaking paintings are gone, and even people are gone.
Liu Yanyan was extremely lonely, as if she was abandoned to a corner of the world, to a place where no one was there.
"Senior Sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Why did Shui Jing go?" Princess Qianyou appeared at the right time.
Shaking his head, Liu Yanyan said, "Qianyou, I'm going back."
After that, Liu Yanyan left in a very depressed mood, and returned to the Great Profound Palace with the support of a group of subordinates.
Oriental House!
"Why do you want to take away everything, painting and piano? Don't you leave the same to her?" Mr. Shui Jing frowned.
"Are you a fan of the authorities, painting, piano, and people? In these two months of getting along, the three of them are one in her heart. Just walking alone will not have much profound effect. The role of the piano is the catalysis of emotions, and the role of painting is even more important. The swelling of emotions is all to enlighten you, and your talent is the most important. Don't worry, you will be able to get what you want before the sacred world opens up." Zhong Shan laughed.
"Really?" Mr. Shui Jing asked unexpectedly.
"The authorities are fans, you can't see the subtle changes, you just do as I said, the first step is completed, and the next is the second step, which disintegrates from the Daxuan Palace." Zhong Shan smiled.
"Inside the Daxuan Palace?"
"Fan Xiaoying." Zhong Shan said.
"Uh?"
"Fan Xiaoying, the younger sister of the Great Profound King’s first adviser Fan Yipin, is the most favored princess of the Great Profound King. She is very protective of the Great Profound King, and Fan Xiaoying also repels Liu Yanyan. Liu Yanyan’s intimate contact, I have used some cryptic methods to let Fan Xiaoying see clearly. Of course, what I see are all'critical' things, and then she will disintegrate the Great Profound King and Liu Yanyan.' Feelings', the evidence is conclusive." Zhong Shan drank a sip of tea and believed himself.
Taking a look at Zhong Shan, Mr. Shui Jing sighed for a while, this kind of battlefield conspiracy, actually used by Zhong Shan so delicately, is really too evil.
(To be continued)