Chapter 218 Blockbuster
Li Wan immediately jumped up and grabbed Wei Mohen's ear, "Wei Mohen, who do you think has a big chest and no brains?"
Oh, the girls in the city are really fierce.
The guqin is not small, I made it in a hurry, without even painting it, it looks mottled. Originally, the guqin had to have a special shelf. But I just made it, and naturally I don't have the equipment. There is no place for guqin in the classroom. I can only temporarily put it on my table with Wei Mohen.
When Tan Liwen saw my guqin, he couldn't help laughing immediately, "No way. You didn't make this qin by yourself, right? It looks like new, it hasn't been painted yet. "
"You know shit. It's called primary color, do you understand? Besides, even if it was made by Huang Jingyang, it is still Huang Jingyang's ability. If you have the ability, you can also make one for us to see? If you can't make it, don't leave it. It's crooked and crooked here. I don't like people like you the most. I don't have any skills, so I specialize in some Tian Ji's horse racing tricks. I'll be smart in the future. When I get slapped in the face by others, I feel that others are arrogant to you. Just wait. Huang Jingyang today I brought Guqin, as well as calligraphy and painting works. You will be able to experience the feeling of being slapped in the face later. But I guess you are already used to it. The last time you played basketball, you refused to part with Huang Jingyang. , so your face was swollen, right? No matter how hard you beat it this time, you are already immune." Wei Mohen's eloquence really didn't match his stature.
Tan Liwen's face was blue when Wei Mohen said it, but his heart was a little empty. He was really worried that my work would be a miracle again.
"What if Huang Jingyang's works are better than mine? Who can prove that Huang Jingyang must have written them himself? Now is the preliminary round, and the contestants submit their works by themselves. When it comes to the semi-finals, the contestants will play on the spot. Only then can it be considered a true level." Tan Liwen was worried that I was using someone else's work to participate in the competition.
"I've seen shameless, but shameless so thoroughly. It's the first time I've seen it." Wei Mohen couldn't help but smile.
The classmates in the class were also a little surprised by Tan Liwen's remarks. In such a competition, who would take other people's works to participate in the competition? If it is found out, isn't it a joke
"Guqin can't be fake, right? Why not let Huang Jingyang play a piece for us?" Li Wan coaxed.
Although my guqin does not sell well, it is a serious guqin after all. It still looks like that. The students in the class are naturally curious, what kind of music is played by this guqin.
"Huang Jingyang, I'm idle now anyway, why don't you play a song." Wei Mohen said.
I didn't refuse, and I haven't practiced the piano well. Although I have the inheritance of that grandmaster, I myself have practiced little. When I finished making this guqin, I played it in the space, but it was interrupted by Xiao Jiu. But I feel that although my level is not high, I can't say it is low. How can it be regarded as the level of the first glimpse of the door.
"That's fine, I'll just play a tune." I put the guqin in place. Wei Mohen also quickly moved the stool and sat aside to make room for me.
"Clearly..."
My fingers slipped on the strings, and a series of crisp piano sounds immediately rang out in the classroom. The classroom where there were still whispers suddenly became completely silent, and a needle could be heard falling to the ground. I also sincerely feel it. The quality of this piano is really good. My craft is pretty good. `
In the heart of the master-level pianist, playing is a process of spiritual refinement and a process of spiritual sublimation. With the piano in hand, where the sound of the piano can reach, it becomes the kingdom of the piano master. The more skillful the luthier is, the more powerful he is to rule over his kingdom. A brilliant luthier can even use his violin to control the people in this kingdom to do anything for him. Then kill him. The control of a luthier in this state is terrifying. Of course, a pure luthier cannot do such a thing. They only use their hearts to infect and influence the souls of others. Purify the souls of others.
Because I have inherited his music, in fact, I have also been influenced by him, and some of his thoughts will also affect some of my behaviors. That's the side effect of getting someone else's inheritance. Of course, it's a good thing to get someone else to pass on it. It's simply a great luck, a once-in-a-lifetime good thing, and I naturally won't refuse to accept it because of this side effect.
Due to limited time, the class will start soon. I can only randomly choose a short piece that I used to practice my hands when I got started. But even with such a short piece, the music I played still touched everyone in the classroom. This is the most beautiful music. At the end of the song, I stopped, but the classroom was still very quiet, and all the people had been brought into a very graceful scene by my music. They are still in that situation.
"It's over?" Li Wan had been standing by the side, and finally woke up from the intoxication of the music. Blinking his eyes, he asked.
"Hmm." I nodded slightly.
"Who looked down on this Qin just now?" Li Wan couldn't help but scold her.
Tan Liwen blushed. He already felt the eyes of the whole class. He was holding a book and staring at it, as if his attention was already in the book, and he couldn't hear a word from others.
Seeing this, Li Wan smiled disdainfully, but did not continue to beat the underdog.
Wei Mohen came over and said, "What did I just say? I said that every time Huang Jingyang said that he had just learned, he would slap other people's faces. Some people still don't believe it. Was it swollen again? I'm really curious, when Huang Jingyang's two works are opened, will he be whipping someone's body twice again?"
"How about we open it up and take a look?" Li Wan was also very curious.
"Huang Jingyang, can you open it and take a look? I promise that when we finish it, we will definitely keep your work. It will never be damaged at all. What do you think?" Wei Mohen looked at me, hoping that I could agree. .
"If you want to open it, just be careful not to break it." I handed the two works in my hand to Wei Mohen.
Wei Mohen hurriedly said to Li Wan: "You guys come out and put the table together. This work has to be taken to the competition. Let's see, don't break it."
There is a guqin on our table, naturally there is no way to make room. Li Wan and the others put the tables together. Put my piece on the table to uncover the tether and slowly unfold the piece. The first thing they opened was my Chinese painting works. As soon as the work unfolded a little, I heard their admiration.
"Oh, the painting is really good. It's the same as the Chinese paintings I've seen in the antique shop. Was it really painted by Huang Jingyang?" Someone said casually.
"This is for the competition, of course it was painted by Huang Jingyang." Wei Mohen immediately refuted.
Li Wan quickly opened the scroll, and the entire scroll was completely displayed in front of everyone.
"I just said that Huang Jingyang likes to keep a low profile. He said that he is just learning and must be very good at it. This level. It is enough to put it on those art exhibitions, not to mention the intramural competition of our high school attached to Yan University. Absolute first place. I don't believe that there is a better painting than this in the attached middle school." Wei Mohen said with a smile.
"Hey! Tan Liwen, didn't you learn painting and calligraphy since you were a child? Come and see, how is Huang Jingyang's painting? How does it compare to your painting skills in the past ten years?" Li Wan shouted. `
Tan Liwen really came over. He admitted that he was definitely better than me in terms of music, but he still did not believe that my level of Chinese painting and calligraphy was also higher than his. But after taking a look, a look of disbelief appeared on his face immediately.
"How's it going? You have to judge after watching it for a long time?" Li Wan asked impatiently.
"Very good. If it was really made by Huang Jingyang himself, this painting is definitely very good." Tan Liwen said helplessly.
"What is if? It was originally Huang Jingyang's painting, right? You are jealous. If you can't paint it yourself, you can assume that others can't paint it. How can you be so narrow-minded?" Wei Mohen said dissatisfiedly. Others in the class also felt that Tan Liwen's statement was somewhat inappropriate, at least Tan Liwen should not have said this without any evidence.
"Forget it, let's take a look at Huang Jingyang's calligraphy." Li Wan carefully put away my Chinese painting works. Then let people unfold my calligraphy works again.
Although I did not get the inheritance of master calligraphers in terms of calligraphy, I still got the true inheritance of some calligraphers from some calligraphy works. In addition, I have a little foundation, and recently, I have also strengthened my training. So my calligraphy level has also improved a lot. Although compared to those famous calligraphers, my level is still far behind. But I think my calligraphy has clearly passed the entry level.
When my calligraphy was displayed in front of all people, all of them felt a little stunned. Only this time, they recovered very quickly.
"This word can pass your eyes." Wei Mohen also took no time to attack Tan Liwen.
Tan Liwen glanced at my work, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Okay. I've filled it out. I really admire classmate Huang Jingyang. He understands everything." After Tan Liwen finished speaking, he returned to his seat. I'm in a bad mood already.
Back in his seat, Wei Mohen felt very relieved today: "Today, I finally compared this guy to the bottom of his body. I will see how arrogant he will be in the future. In fact, I don't have any prejudice against this person. However, every time he himself Bring it up, if I don't teach him a lesson or two, I'm really sorry he gave us such a good opportunity."
"Forget it. I didn't want to fight him." I didn't want to beat the underdog. This Tan Liwen is not a good person, but he is not a bad person, at least so far. Still the same.
Chapter 216 brought a fox out
My calligraphy and Chinese painting progressed very fast, and my sister kept all my practice works. It is said that when I become a calligrapher or painter in the future, these practice works can be sold for money. When did my sister become so careful? It really surprised me.
"Don't look at me like that. In order to prevent their writings from being circulated, many famous artists burned them to ashes after they wrote them. Yours and I can't be destroyed by you. I have to keep them. You will become famous in the future. These studies can witness the history of your struggle, but they are very memorable. Maybe they are more valuable than some of your works. The big deal, your future works will sell for 10,000, and mine will sell for 100, so A lot of pictures. It’s also a lot of money!” My sister folded my graffiti works neatly and said seriously.
I naturally knew that my sister couldn't do that, but I couldn't help laughing.
"Then why don't you keep more of my paintings in the future, isn't it more valuable? As long as you collect one, it's more valuable than you. And others will say, how could Huang Jingyang write such ugly words? It must be copied by others. Fake." I laughed.
"That's true. It's just that you haven't made much progress in the past few days, and it seems that your writing is almost the same. It's not easy to wait for you to write a good character. It's even more difficult for traditional Chinese paintings. You are really sure to hand in one. Calligraphy, a Chinese painting to participate in the competition?" Sister asked.
"It must be handed over. I have already promised Teacher Wang. A man's words must be counted, right?" I picked up the pen. The look will immediately focus.
Seeing that I was about to write, my sister tacitly did not speak. Standing quietly on the side, she liked to watch me concentrate on writing. She said I was like a devout believer at that time. She could even feel the vitality gathering around my body, and the words she wrote seemed to have aura.
In fact, it is not the vitality around me that makes the words I write have aura, but the thoughts I have, and the vitality around me can make up for my loss.
The better the characters are written, the more exquisite the Chinese painting is. I can always surprise my sister every day. And I also feel more and more clearly that the wisp of Taoism on the guqin score of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" is about to be merged by me. And I have a clear feeling that I have practiced calligraphy and Chinese painting these days. It was also very helpful for me to integrate this strand of Taoism. When the artistic conception of calligraphy and painting reaches a certain level, it is actually about to be integrated into the laws of heaven and earth, that is to say, it is close to the meaning of Taoism.
When I was painting, I had a feeling that maybe I could incorporate that ray of Tao tonight. Because I already feel my Tao seems to be budding. It is precisely because of this feeling that my painting today seems to be much smoother than in the past. The brush in my hand seems to have spirituality. The feeling of brushing on the paper is like a finger on the skin, a very real feeling. When this study was completed, I had a feeling of flying suddenly. I seem to have found the true meaning of Chinese painting.
"I must keep this painting. I will treasure it forever!" My sister really knows what it is. At a glance, I can see that the painting I just completed is extraordinary, and I have never been so hearty in the process of painting. Although I was sweating profusely, my heart was happy.
"It doesn't matter how much you keep." I smiled and picked up my sister's clothes on the stool to take a shower.
At night, when I used my divine sense to touch that ray of Taoism again. Not only did I not feel the repulsion of that strand of Taoism, but instead I felt a strong affinity. That ray of Taoism is actually attracting my consciousness. When my divine consciousness really collided with that strand of Taoism, that strand of Taoism actually rushed towards my divine consciousness.
boom!
It seemed like a thunderstorm sounded in my mind, my divine consciousness suddenly returned to my sea of consciousness, and my sea of consciousness was like a turbulent sea, suddenly setting off turbulent waves.
suddenly. Suddenly, there is a memory of a person in my mind, which is completely filled with various experiences. I suddenly felt like a different person, and I knew exactly what this person was going through. He loved music since he was a child and learned to play the piano. When he was older, he left his family to travel around. When he finally composed the most beautiful and beautiful piano music in the world, he realized that his family had The flames of war are nowhere to be found. Then he realized that the most beautiful voice in the world is not the sound of the piano, but the voice of the family. Later, he traveled between the mountains and rivers, and finally created the most real sounds of the world.
clang clank...
The group of real "Mountains and Flowing Waters" sounded in my mind, and the extremely wonderful and wonderful piano sound made me extremely sigh.
When a song ends, my mind is still filled with the sound of the piano. The ancients said that after listening to the most beautiful tune, the reverberation lingered around the beam for three days. It turned out to be true. This song can definitely do it. Of course it also depends on the level of performance. This kind of master-level qin piece combined with the master-level performance level, the qin piece performed is like a brand, engraved in my mind. If I go to listen to other music in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult to hear.
From the memory of this master-level luthier, I actually got the method of making Guqin. It's just that some materials I can only get from dreams.
I hurriedly entered the dream, found all the materials I needed, and started refining. When the luthier was young, he was just an ordinary luthier. He used many methods to make guqin, just to find the material with the most beautiful sound. In the end, he was able to make a fine violin that is unparalleled in the world. I was surprised to find that some of the scenery in this musician's memory was actually in a dream. I am very surprised, how did this ordinary luthier get into the dream? Does he have someone to help him? Did you help his spirit enter this dream? I also didn't think too much about this problem that gave me a headache. I will make this kind of guqin, which is naturally much simpler. The acquisition of various materials is also effortless. I tried to make my first guqin. I played directly in my dream.
As soon as the melody started, the nine-tailed fox rushed over.
"Stop talking, you'll ruin this place!" The nine-tailed fox shouted, interrupting my play.
"Why?" I was a little puzzled.
"This place is rather weird in the first place. Everything that exists seems to exist, but also seems to be illusory. You are playing such a piano now, and this illusory and seemingly real world will be difficult to preserve." Nine-tailed fox explained. But I still don't understand. I still stopped and didn't continue, I was going to take this guqin out.
"Can you take me out?" the nine-tailed fox asked.
"How can I take you out? You are a vixen. If I take you out, what will you do if you run away and hurt others?" I asked.
"Don't worry about this, as long as you promise me, I will naturally tell you how to take me out. As for harming others, you don't have to worry about this," said the nine-tailed fox.
"As long as you don't harm anyone and everything is within my control, I can consider agreeing to you. However, you must be completely under my control." I dare not easily agree to a fox's request. A fox, as the name suggests , must be cunning and cunning.
"I can give you a strand of my life essence. After you sacrifice, I will become your contracted spirit beast. Naturally, you can enter and leave this place with you." The nine-tailed fox said something that made me unable to method of refusal.
A nine-tailed fox the size of a finger condensed in the hand of the nine-tailed fox, and handed it to me. Although the nine-tailed fox seems to be true, I still don't believe it.
"You're staying here well, why do you need to run out? It's not safe outside." I said worriedly.
"I've been in this place for countless years, and I can't stay any longer. This place is not what you see, nor what you imagined. It's a very strange place," said the nine-tailed fox.
After I refined the nine-tailed fox's life essence, I really felt that the nine-tailed fox was completely in my hands.
"Since we are in this relationship now, after we go out, I still want to call you Xiao Jiu. You can just call me Huang Jingyang." I said.
"Hey, Xiao Jiu. Xiao Jiu likes this name." The nine-tailed fox was very happy with the nickname I gave it.
I took Xiao Jiu out of the dream, holding a guqin in my hand. But it was getting late, I let Xiao Jiu hide in the quilt, but it wanted to run out to play.
"You can't go out. If you're not obedient, I'll throw you back. Also, you can only leave one tail outside. If you're scared, others will throw you back." I lifted Xiao Jiu's tail and put it directly on Xiao Jiu's A slap on the ass.
"Ah!" Xiao Jiu screamed. Looking at me with tears in my eyes for a long time, I was unmoved, it could only burrow into my bed with tears in my eyes.
When I woke up in the morning, Xiao Jiu was lying on my head. Slapped away by me.
"What? I didn't do anything wrong." Xiao Jiu asked pitifully. (.)
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