Fireworks get cold easily. This song has an abyss of artistic conception. The tune is sad and sad. As soon as Ling Tian's piano sound came out, it touched everyone instantly.
Especially the prince who asked this question had his eyes glazed over and was lost in the music.
In the palace, the faces of Cui Yan and Manager Li had changed, but they were still able to control themselves. However, Li Qingcheng's face had changed drastically, with traces of sadness emerging, as if he was missing him but not letting go.
Outside the palace, the expressions on the faces of the guards were all different, but none of them could escape the influence of the sound of Ling Tian's piano.
Li An, who was painting, even forcibly escaped from the sound of Ling Tian's piano and used his vitality to close his hearing so that he could concentrate on painting.
And Cui Chenxiang stood in the hall, directly surrounded by the sound of the piano.
The deepness and purity of the guitar, the coldness of the fireworks, shocked people's hearts, and Cui Chenxiang was fascinated. She stretched out her graceful and long body, like a peony flower blooming on the dilapidated city walls. The fragrant breeze slowly warmed the body that had been covered by the drizzle and breeze.
The cold hall.
In the sky above the main hall, the wind gradually became stronger, and the shadow of a huge city slowly emerged, while the shadow of a pink flower bud quietly bloomed in the sky above the main hall.
Pick it up at your fingertips and it will become a vision.
Everyone didn't know when Ling Tian's music stopped.
It was only after the lingering sound lingered for a long time that they all recovered from their addiction.
At this time, the vision above the main hall had disappeared, and Ling Tian had already put away his piano and stood up, but Cui Chenxiang in the hall was kneeling on the ground, trembling all over, and could not stand up.
In the entire hall, Cui Chenxiang was even more addicted than the prince.
She didn't know what kind of dance she danced. From beginning to end, she followed her heart and danced. Until now, she has not been able to escape from that emotion.
As a warrior, Cui Chenxiang has lost himself
"Agarwood!"
Above the main hall, the Crown Princess flew down and gave a sweet shout that shook the whole hall. Then she suddenly slapped Cui Chenxiang on the back, shaking away all the lingering sounds lingering around her.
Only then did Cui Chenxiang wake up.
"Agarwood, you are obsessed"
The princess helped Cui Chenxiang up, but the latter's body was limp and unable to stand on his own for a while.
But Cui Chenxiang still had a smile on her face and said weakly: "Crown Princess, that song is so nice."
"You idiot"
Cui Guoer shook his head helplessly and asked the maid to help Cui Chenxiang sit aside.
At this time, Li An, who had turned off his hearing, also finished the painting.
Ling Tian took a glance and found that what Li An painted was similar to what he imagined. It was a scene of looking at the city wall in the distance. Next to a bright moon in the sky, there was a dimming firework.
The painting skills are quite good, lifelike, the layout is also very good, and it has a very artistic conception.
It is said that paintings can communicate with the spirit and words can express meaning.
This painting can affect people's minds when they look at it, but it has not yet reached the realm of spiritual connection.
Not to mention, it is on par with Ling Tian's zither music and Cui Chenxiang's Dancing with the Rainbow.
However, Ang Lee just stood there writing and did not finish the topic.
In the end, Li An shook his head, sighed and stepped back from the case.
"how?"
Manager Li looked at Li An who was retreating and asked with a frown.
"Father, my child's heart is in confusion! He cannot understand the essence of the prince and what it means. Therefore, I cannot finish the topic."
Li An was also quite upset.
His painting is very close to completion, but it is just a little short of being able to communicate.
He understood that even if he failed the question, he still wouldn't be able to do it.
But as soon as he said that, when Ling Tian and Cui Chenxiang's performances aroused the vision of heaven and earth, he had already lost his will to win.
The prince stepped down from the dragon chair, stood in front of the case and took a look, but also nodded.
"Not to mention, Li An's paintings are indeed well-deserved. No wonder your works can be seen in major poetry and painting societies in Chang'an."
The prince pondered for a moment, but continued: "Yes, there is something missing in your painting."
As he spoke, the prince picked up the pen on the desk, stood with his ink ink, and started drawing again on the paper.
Everyone looked at each other in shock. They didn't expect that the prince would end up in person.
But astonished as they were, Ling Tian and others still surrounded him.
After just looking at it for a moment, Ling Tian felt a chill in his heart.
This prince is definitely no mortal!
Ling Tian thought to himself.
Although the prince looks unremarkable, his cultivation and combat prowess are average.
But his leisurely demeanor and his striking momentum when writing a pen all show the pride and edge hidden under the ordinary appearance of this prince.
Moreover, the prince's few strokes actually caused the painting to start to shine, and everyone could even feel the sound of wind and drizzle blowing out of the painting, making it difficult for everyone to distinguish what was in the painting.
The rain is still raining outside the palace!
This painting is actually magical!
Ling Tian focused his eyes and suddenly discovered that the prince first added a tree swaying in the wind outside the city wall in the painting, and then a general in mottled armor sat cross-legged under the tree, looking at the city wall in the distance, with a tree on his lap.
Guqin seems to be sighing
But at this moment, the prince glanced at Ling Tian, who immediately understood it. He strummed the guitar with his hands, and a melody that sounded like fireworks rose.
The prince immediately finished sketching the guqin with his pen, and then used a line of faint red ink to outline an illusory, dancing figure on the city wall in the distance.
As soon as the pen fell, the painting was filled with light, illuminating the entire hall.
Everyone found that the scenery and people in the painting seemed to come alive. They could see the smoke and breeze on the city wall, see the dancing figures, the generals playing the piano, and even hear a sigh in the wind.
, and the long-lasting sound of the piano
"Almost, how could I fail in this question?"
However, the prince seemed to have stopped at the end.
"Your Highness, let me try"
At this time, Ling Tian stepped forward, picked up a thin piece of paper, dipped it in spiritual ink, and then started writing.
"Ling Tian, you are brave!"
Manager Li and Li An were both worried. This was created by him and the prince together. If such a revealing painting were released, it would definitely become famous. How could Ling Tian be allowed to destroy it like this?
They didn't believe that Ling Tian was proficient in calligraphy and painting!
This is nonsense!
Even the Crown Princess and Cui Chenxiang frowned.
Ling Tian's piano skills are almost divine, but this writing
Among everyone, Li Qingcheng was probably the calmest. Others may not know it, but he knew that Chen Xuanling was impressed by Ling Tian's poems and words.
The same was true for the prince. The moment Ling Tian wrote, he saw that Ling Tian was definitely not messing around. He waved his hand and blocked Manager Li's mouth.
Ling Tian abandoned the spirit and wrote directly in the artistic conception of the words.
It rains heavily, and the grass and trees are deep in the old valley.
I heard that you are still guarding the isolated city.
On the outskirts of the city, the sound of the piano gradually faded away as the fireworks fell.
Fate takes root, it's us.
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