Chapter 102 The beauty is close by, the hero fights the sword!
Chapter 102: A beauty stands beside you, a hero wields a sword!
"Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces, spring breeze blows on the threshold and dew is rich. If we hadn't seen each other on the top of the jade mountains, we would have met under the moon at Yaotai." The white-haired old man read aloud: "Good, what a poem! It uses clouds, flowers, dew, and jade mountains.
, Yaotai, moonlight, etc., a light-colored word, which praises the princess’s appearance without revealing any trace, seconds, seconds! The words are also good, although they show a little lack of skill, they are very heroic!”
After the old man finished commenting on the first song, his eyes moved to the second song: "Ten years of life and death are vast, without thinking, and unforgettable. The broken void, no place to express desolation. Even if it is difficult to meet each other, the shape has changed, and the appearance is soaring."
At night, I suddenly return home from deep dreams, and my precious makeup appears at the small window. I look at each other without words, but only shed a thousand tears. It is expected that my heart will be broken every year, and on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines."
After the old man finished reciting, he frowned slightly and looked at the third young master with a hint of inquiry: "The words are good words. The rich emotions and the straightforward writing style set off each other, blending grief and self-sadness. They are sincere and heartbroken.
It makes me cry when I read it! But... what we are competing on today is poetry! What a pity, what a pity... Mr. Tang, may I ask why this is...?"
The words are good, but except for Yang Tian who can really understand it, no one in the room can understand the entire intention expressed by San Shao even if it is a poem.
The "zhen" in "Xianzhenzhuang" actually means "true", and what San Shao wants to express is to restore her daughter's body and reunite with Yang Tian.
After hearing the old man's question, everyone's eyes were focused on the third young master, waiting for the third young master's answer.
But at this time, the Third Young Master's eyes were fixed on Yang Tian, as if he had not heard the old man's question at all.
Yang Tian was also staring at the Third Young Master quietly.
The two of them had already started to look at each other when San Shao's poems were displayed.
When Yang Tian saw San Shao writing "Ci", he was already surprised, but when he saw the content of "Ci", he was even more surprised. The meaning revealed between the lines made him understand that the smart San Shao seemed to have already understood
He saw through it!
"It's you!"
The third young master's voice appeared in Yang Tian's mind with a hint of trembling.
"What?"
"Asshole, I'll recognize you even if you turn into ashes! Don't think that I can't recognize you just because you've changed your appearance! Humph!"
"Ahem, isn't it? You can recognize the young master? Tell me, how did you do it?" Hearing the unusually certain tone of the third young master, Yang Tian no longer insisted.
"As expected, it's you... Fortunately, I know that I can't use common sense to judge you, a pervert..." Third Young Master said via voice transmission, trying hard to control his emotions and expressions.
"Well... I haven't seen you for ten years. I didn't expect that my mistress is still so smart... and she is getting more and more beautiful..."
"Why are you doing this?" San Shao asked puzzledly.
"I'll explain it to you later, but we can't expose it now... The old man is asking you! Stop staring at me!"
It was at this time that the white-haired old man asked the third young master.
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"This... is really caused by inspiration. I have no choice but to let this inspiration disappear, so... I have no choice but to do this..." After thinking for a while, the third young master said in a deep voice.
"Inspired... Indeed, indeed... Well, although you used words instead of poems, which violates the rules of the competition, your words are indeed very good and can be called quatrains! I will make an exception and still give you ninety
Points! Ninety points for calligraphy and ninety points for poetry! Everyone, please give points too!"
"Thank you!" Third Young Master bowed slightly.
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At the beginning of the game, the Third Young Master looked at Xuanyuan Nan's relaxed look and the smile on her lips. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. After she finished writing the first poem praising the little princess, she still had something in her mind.
Various things about Yang Tian's past kept resurfacing, thinking of his shamelessness, perversion, and inconceivability, as well as the way he looked at him yesterday, and his performance in the past two days, the third young master finally made a bold guess.
Because of this, she removed the poems she had prepared for free expression and wrote her first poem based on her feelings!
Because she believed that as long as the pervert Yang Tian was around, Shiwa Tianyu would never win the final victory no matter what, so she dared to be so bold as to replace the poem with words!
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"Works by Schwa Tianyu!"
After finally determining the third young master's score, it was finally Shiwa Tianyu's turn. Yang Tian really wanted to know how good this guy was.
When the girl put Schwa Tianyu's works into the special crystal, the two poems immediately came into everyone's eyes.
Suddenly, many referees' eyes widened in surprise, as if they didn't believe what they saw, including Yang Tian.
"What a wonderful calligraphy! There is someone in the world with such powerful writing skills! Such calligraphy, such a poem...it was written within a limited time, it is really not easy!" Many judges praised.
The words are like the person. A scholar with a thorough understanding of human feelings can basically determine a person's ability by looking at the other person's handwriting. All the literati and poets present have never seen such a person with such powerful writing skills! Every stroke, every stroke, is like
Dragons soaring in the nine heavens, dragon veins in the mountains and rivers! Dragon tendons, bones, blood, and meat! It contains majestic and breathtaking artistic conception!
Although the words are ink-black, they give people an invisible feeling of golden light. Just the words carry a majesty that defies the world!
"It snows in Luopu, and Wushan looks like clouds in the morning; the beautiful city has just been seen now, but the beautiful country has been heard in the past. The charming eyes close with shyness, and the red lips part with smiles; the wind rolls around the grapevine belt, and the sun shines on the pomegranate skirt."
"What a story of 'I have heard of a country that was once overthrown'! Good, good!" the white-haired old man commented.
After the white-haired old man called out twice, he continued to read the next poem: "Isn't the golden lin a thing in the pond? It turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds; the dragon's roar in the sky changes the sky, and it swims in the shallow water in the wind and clouds!"
"Ask who is the hero in the world, my master rises and falls while talking and laughing! What a powerful momentum!!! Words, 100 points! Poems, 100 points!" The white-haired old man took the lead and said.
“One hundred percent!”…
Immediately afterwards, all the judges showed the words "100 points" without hesitation. Such words and such poems were beyond their expectations!
Seeing Shi Wa Tianyu's high score, Yang Tian didn't care at all, but he had to admit in his heart that this boy's calligraphy was indeed extraordinary and his poetry was also quite good.
There was no trace of pride on Shiwa Tianyu's face, but after hearing the score, he glanced at Xuanyuan Nan indifferently. He was also looking forward to how Xuanyuan Nan's words and poems would perform!
"The last one, Xuanyuan Nan's work!"
Following the examiner's shout, the girl slowly came to the special magic crystal in front of everyone's attention, and skillfully placed two works of Xuanyuan Nan's works into the magic crystal.
Xuanyuan Nan's amazing performance in the piano competition, as well as his unusual and aggressive performance in this competition, have already aroused everyone's interest. There is no doubt that among all the contestants, he has the highest expectations.
of!
"Ah? Ah——"
The moment Xuanyuan Nan's calligraphy and painting came into everyone's eyes, exclamations came out from everyone's mouths. Even the practitioners who didn't understand calligraphy and poetry opened their eyes wide in surprise!
Emperor Huafeng, Xuanyuan Shang and many dignitaries, as well as dozens of referees, and even the white-haired old man who was a top scholar, were all stunned when they saw Yang Tian's calligraphy and painting!
There is no word that can describe everyone's mood at this time, only shock is rippling in their hearts!
What is perfection? This is perfection!
"Hibiscus emerges from the clear water, and the natural carvings are removed; once you look at the charming city, you will smile and smile at the charming country!"
Just one sentence, "Clear water brings out hibiscus, and natural carvings are removed" surpasses everyone's praise for the little princess, because no sentence is more in line with the cuteness and innocence of the little princess than this sentence. But this is not the most astonishing, the most astonishing thing is
Yang Tian’s words for writing this poem!
The words in this poem are not as heroic as San Shao's, nor as majestic as Shiwa Tianyu's, but each word gives people a sense of detachment that comes out of the mud and is unsullied, with a touch of elegance. It is not feminine, but also
It’s not masculine, but it blends perfectly with the artistic conception of the poem! Even a person who doesn’t understand poetry can understand the artistic conception of this poem from the shape of the words!
The fusion of words and poetry!
Perfect!
After the white-haired old man was in a daze for several minutes, his eyes reluctantly moved to Yang Tian's next poem!
"In the Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, there are peach blossom fairies under the Peach Blossom Temple. The Peach Blossom Fairies plant peach trees and pick peach blossoms for wine money. Others laugh at me because I am too crazy, but I laugh at others who cannot see through it. There are no tombs of heroes of Wuling, no flowers and no wine.
Sakuda!”
When the old man finished reading this poem, he said "thump thump thump..." He took a few steps back and sat down on the ground, staring at the calligraphy and painting, unable to say a word anymore!
The same situation occurs to many referees!
It was not only the madness, madness, freedom and suaveness in the poem that shocked them beyond measure, but the completely different font from the previous poem shocked them even more!
Like flowers falling and water flowing, everything is natural, and fifty-six words are written in one go!
When I first saw it, I just felt that it was natural and smooth, and the writing was like the continuous water of the Yangtze River. It was neither majestic nor elegant, but it contained a sense of arrogance and pride!
But when everyone saw the last word and suddenly turned around to taste it carefully, they suddenly realized that the fifty-six words in one go were like an unsheathed sword! The edge was drawn but not released, but the sword bit it.
In the world, the sword breaks the power of the sky!
But... this is still not what shocked them the most!
It seems that an inexplicable thing is pulling everyone into the artistic conception of calligraphy and painting, naturally integrating the calligraphy and painting of the two poems into one, and entering everyone's eyes!
The first poem praising the little princess has undergone a strange change!
The words that were originally independent seemed to be connected together at this moment. The infinite state of calligraphy contained in each word was originally disconnected, but under the overall observation, it turned out that... the feeling was the same as the second one.
It becomes a whole, and looks like a fairy who has been banished to the world. Together with the second set of swords, it forms a shocking picture!
The beauty stands beside you, the hero wields the sword!
Calligraphy and painting, calligraphy and painting, this is the real calligraphy and painting!