Yang Tian was gently stroking the body of the piano with his big hand, and suddenly moved, with a powerful alto sound, like a two-handed giant sword on the battlefield, suddenly splitting the heaven and earth, everyone's hearts and minds trembled, and they entered a wonderful realm!
A kind of majestic and boundless heroism surged out from Yang Tian's fingertips, seeming to bring everyone into the battlefield where millions of lions faced off, and they themselves became a mighty general, and everyone's heart was filled with excitement.
There is a kind of man's toughness and wildness!
Under Yang Tian's majestic piano music, every man, even a frail scholar, exudes soaring pride and masculine vigor!
And every woman was deeply intoxicated by the man's might and toughness. Their eyes were not as wild as the men around them, but they stared fixedly at Yang Tian who was playing the piano. At this time, Yang Tian had transformed into a man.
Become the most powerful, bold, and uninhibited man in the eyes of all women!
That rich piano sound, every syllable exudes endless wildness...
"That's how men should be!"
This thought appears in everyone's mind.
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After a while, the piano sound suddenly turned and became extremely soft, just like a mighty general returning home from the battlefield and facing his charming wife, caressing him softly and lovingly... Gradually, the powerful and gentle piano music began to play.
, began to become happy, like a beloved wife moaning intoxicatingly under the gentle whipping of a general...
A series of exciting, intoxicating and addictive piano sounds, completely conquering everyone!
Everyone's body and mind seemed to have gone through a baptism. After Yang Tian's music stopped, the entire top of the Forbidden City was silent for several minutes without making any sound!
"Okay, okay, okay!" The white-haired old man shouted three times in a row, each one louder than the last, and finally he almost shouted.
All the piano masters stared at Yang Tian with an expression of great admiration and excitement. They thought that they could hear the splendid piano sounds like San Shao and Shi Wa Tianyu. This was unprecedented and would never be possible again.
But what they didn't expect was that Yang Tian would break all this just a moment later!
If the qin sounds of San Shao and Shi Wa Tianyu are the saints in the qin, then Yang Tian is the emperor who represents the pinnacle of the qin way!
Both the artistic conception and the piano skills are different by more than one level!
"The emperor of the piano, the king of the piano! All players, bow your heads!" The white-haired old man slammed the table with a "pop" and said loudly. After taking a deep breath, he glanced at all the judges and said three words.
One word: "Highest score!"
"Highest score!"
"Highest score!"
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Only when the opponent is completely surpassed and the opponent has obtained full points, the referee has the right to add points. The limit of extra points is ten points. The maximum score is one hundred and ten points. This is the rule of the piano game, but it can
It is difficult to completely surpass the opponent by more than one level. After all, a hundred points already means perfection in a certain level of competition.
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The third young master, the little princess Hua Zhengzheng, and Yang Tian's brothers all stared at Xuanyuan Nan, looking at the slightly raised corners of his mouth and the faint smile on his face. At this moment,
They seemed to have seen their boss Yang Tian, and their images began to overlap...
Everyone rubbed their eyes and looked carefully, but the Xuanyuan Nan in front of them was indeed not Yang Tian. In any case, it is difficult for a person's figure and appearance to change so dramatically after taking shape. It is precisely because of this common sense,
Let their originally correct intuition suddenly turn into a wrong judgment.
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Xuanyuan Shang looked at the old men around him who were so shocked that their eyes were about to fall off. He felt extremely elated and felt so happy in his heart: "Is my grandson a waste? Just his awesome piano skills are enough.
It shocked Tianyuan Continent, not to mention others, huh, the surprise is still to come, just wait and see!"
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"It turns out that this kid is the biggest competitor!" Schwa Tianyu's eyes flashed twice, and he stared at Yang Tian and thought to himself.
When he saw Yang Tian yesterday, Schwa Tianyu already felt that Yang Tian was unusual, but he didn't take it to heart. Even when Yang Tian came on stage today, Schwa Tianyu didn't even look at Yang Tian. It has to be said.
, although the aura on Yang Tian's body gave him a little pressure, it could not threaten him, and it was even much worse than the Third Young Master.
But now, after hearing Yang Tian's music, he realized that he had made a mistake.
"This kid looks a bit like Yang Tian, but he definitely can't be Yang Tian!" Schwa Tianyu had the same idea as Third Young Master and others.
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"Okay, now let's move on to the next item, books and poems!" At this moment, the examiner shouted into the magic loudspeaker: "Pen, ink, paper and inkstone, up!"
Following the examiner's words, thirteen young girls with slim figures and delicate faces came to the side of the thirteen contestants each carrying a set of pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
"The time is limited to one stick of incense, compose two poems. One is about praising Princess Hua Zhengzheng, and the other is free to express! Everyone writes it down, and it is used as the basis for calligraphy scoring. In principle, the quality of calligraphy is judged
It has no influence on the quality of the poem and will be graded separately!" the examiner said in a deep voice again.
"In principle..."
When Yang Tian heard these three words, an evil smile appeared on his face. Yang Tian was very sensitive to these three words, because in Yang Tian's first life, once the three words "in principle" were involved,
That’s pure nonsense. If it’s not possible in principle, then it’s possible; if it’s irrelevant in principle, it’s relevant!
After hearing the examiner's words, Schwa Tianyu suddenly fell into deep thought, while the third young master breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at each other with the little princess. Everything was in silence... As an imperial princess, and...
The key figure in causing this competition, the little princess, can certainly know the topic scope of the poem in advance, so before the third young master came on stage, two good poems written by poetry masters overnight had already been memorized in the third young master's mind. Similarly,
Among the thirteen people, there are four or five who are in the same situation as the Third Young Master. The remaining people are either conceited of their own strength, or they are unable to speculate.
Yang Tian and Shi Wa Tianyu belong to the former group and are proud of their strength!
Shi Wa Tianyu is indeed a genius. Without Yang Tian, no one in the entire Tianyuan Continent would be able to compete with him! Whether Wenbi or Wubi, he is the strongest among the strong!
Unfortunately, he met Yang Tian.
Yang Tian can no longer be described as a genius, but can only be described as a super pervert!
Poetry? He can pick it up at his fingertips. In his first life, as a wretched man, he needed capital to travel around the world on the Internet. Of course, he had to master some poems and songs in a targeted manner, especially those that praised beautiful women.
Achieve mastery. Of course, with Yang Tian’s current wisdom, writing poetry is also easy!
"Light the incense and start the timer!" the examiner said solemnly.
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The eyes of tens of thousands of people were focused on Yang Tian, Shi Wa Tianyu and the Third Young Master. As for the others, under the brilliance of the three of them, they really couldn't attract everyone's interest.
The third young master looked thoughtful, then picked up the brush after a moment and started writing meticulously!
The same four or five guys who got the questions in advance started writing with confidence after adjusting their breath!
Shiwa Tianyu and several others were thinking hard and looking in the direction of the little princess Hua Zhengzheng from time to time. They looked away immediately and did not dare to stay too long.
Only Yang Tian looked leisurely, his eyes moving around the little princess unscrupulously. What's even more exaggerated is that this guy didn't care about the crowd at all, and actually left his seat with a leisurely pace and walked slowly.
When she arrived in front of the little princess, she seemed to be admiring a work of art. She looked at it very carefully and nodded from time to time and said: "Not bad, not bad!"
"Hey, little brother, can you be more polite? How can you think of others like this?" The little princess said to Yang Tian dissatisfied.
"Hey, little wife, I want to compose a poem for you. How can I write a good poem if I don't read it carefully?" Yang Tian said extremely shamelessly.
"You should sit down and think about it! Now my sister is relying on you and the Third Young Master! That Shiwa Tianyu seems...very sure...if only your brother-in-law was here..."
"Don't be an old brother-in-law, I'm not bad either. My little wife, you can consider me..."
"Stop dreaming. Although you are already perfect, compared with your brother-in-law, you are still far behind..." The little princess said with a sweet smile on her face, very proudly.
Yang Tian was speechless for a while. To be honest, no matter Yang Tian's appearance or performance at this time, compared with the original him, he was not much worse, but in the eyes of the little princess, it was impossible to be the same as the original him in any case.
Comparable.
"His grandma's exam is not interesting at all. It would be great if he could compose poems in time. In that case, this handsome guy can do a poem in seven steps, walk twenty-one steps in a row, and compose three poems. That would be shocking!"
Yang Tian thought to himself, looking at the half-burned sandalwood, he slowly returned to his seat. At this time, the maid had prepared all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, just waiting for Yang Tian to write.
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"Marshal, Nan'er seems to be confident!" After Emperor Huafeng was shocked by Yang Tian's piano skills, he looked at Yang Tian's relaxed appearance and couldn't help but said to Xuanyuan Shang next to him.
"Of course! Nan'er is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and song! This competition is really a piece of cake for him..." Xuanyuan Shang stroked his beard and said proudly.
"So powerful? Marshal... Is this what Nan'er has learned in the past twenty years of seclusion?"
"Great Emperor, these are just things Nan'er learned casually during his free time during training!"
"Learn whatever you want..."
"Yeah, just learn it casually, there's nothing you can do about it, you have good genes, talent, talent..." Xuanyuan Shang's pretentious skills are as good as Yang Tian's.
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At this moment, some contestants had completed their works and submitted them to the examiner. After a while, San Shao and Shi Wa Tianyu also submitted their works, leaving only Yang Tian. All the submitted works were
I covered it up and did not start reviewing it immediately.
At this time, the sandalwood has only burned three-quarters.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Tian.
"Can't you write?" Seeing that Yang Tian still didn't write, the examiner couldn't help but asked softly.
"no."
"Then why not write it?"
"Isn't it time to burn a stick of incense? It's still early...I'll think about which song to write..."
"Which one should I write? Have you already thought of a few poems?"
"It's easy to choose a few songs. Alas, there are so many inspirations. Dozens of songs come out at once...it's painful!"
"Pfft..." Yang Tian's words made tens of thousands of people have the urge to vomit blood.
Although some practitioners didn't know much about poetry, they were still shocked and fainted when they heard Yang Tian say that he had come up with dozens of poems.
The skinny monkey Asa and Huo Yun looked at each other in shock.
"Damn it, this guy's pretense skills are comparable to those of the boss!"
"No...it seems...better!"
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"Ah? The time is almost up, just pick two songs..." When the last bit of sandalwood was left, Yang Tian, a shameless guy, said softly. While speaking, he took the brush from the girl beside him, and wrote
Dip it lightly into the ink that has already been ground, squeeze out the excess ink on the inkstone, straighten the tip of the pen, and then swipe it down!
Everyone saw that his wrists were not stopping, sometimes fast or slow, sometimes paused or snatched, sometimes refreshing or astringent... various techniques in calligraphy were vividly expressed... Although many calligraphy masters have not yet seen the words written by Yang Tian
, but just by seeing the way he writes, you know that he must be a master of calligraphy!
Just when the sandalwood was burned out, Yang Tian stopped writing and finished writing! It turned out that every second was accurate!
Is this just a coincidence?
When Shiwa Tianyu saw this scene, his indifferent eyes finally stopped being indifferent. His eyes gradually narrowed, and a strong fighting spirit emanated from his body!
"Okay, let's start the review now! Score each paper according to the order in which they are handed in! Score the calligraphy and poetry points at once!"
The examiner announced loudly, and while speaking, a special magic crystal had been placed in the center of the contestants. A girl put the first poem submitted in the paper into it, and suddenly it could be clearly seen from all directions and angles.
See what is written.
"Good words! Good poetry!"
Dozens of examiners said immediately.
"However, it is a little feminine and lacks grandeur...85 points for words and 90 points for poetry!"
As the judges' scores were all printed, the first guy to hand in his paper received an average score of 80 for his words and 85 for his poems!
Such a result would be amazing if one were composing poetry on the fly! After all, time is limited, and poetry requires inspiration!
The following digital scores are also quite amazing, but the highest score for calligraphy is 85 points for the first guy, while for poetry, it reaches 95 points!
Many people know what is going on. After all, calligraphy cannot be improved by cheating, but poetry can.
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Next one, Tang Feng’s work
When the girl placed San Shao's work on the special crystal, the examiner shouted loudly.