My Daoist Life

Li Wan immediately rushed forward and grabbed Wei Mohen's ears, "Wei Mohen, who do you think has a big breast?"

Oh, the girls in the city are so fierce. (¤w.p22.)

Guqin is not small in size, I made it in a hurry, even without paint, it looks mottled. Originally, guqin had to have a special shelf. But I just made this, and naturally it is not equipped. There is no place to put the guqin in the classroom. I can only temporarily put it on the table between me and Wei Mohen.

When Tan Liwen saw my guqin, he couldn't help laughing immediately, "No. You didn't make this guqin by yourself, right? How come it looks like a new one, it hasn't been painted yet. "

"You know what a fart. This is called primary color, don't you understand? Besides, even if it is made by Huang Jingyang, it is Huang Jingyang's ability. If you have the ability, you can make one for us to see? If you can't make it, just leave it. It’s harp and crooked here. I don’t like people like you the most. I don’t have the ability to do some tricks of Tian Ji horse racing. I will be smart in the future. When I am beaten by others, I think that others will yin you. Wait. Huang Jingyang puts it today Guqin brought over, and also brought paintings and calligraphy works. Later, you will be able to experience the taste of being slapped in the face. But I guess you have adapted. The last time you played basketball, you still refused to split with Huang Jingyang. , As a result, the face was swollen, right? It is estimated that no matter how you beat it this time, you are already immune." Wei Mohen's argument really doesn't match his height.

Tan Liwen's face was blue when Wei Mohen said, but his heart was a little vacant. He was really worried that my work would have a miracle again.

"Even if Huang Jingyang's work is better than mine? Who can prove that it must be Huang Jingyang's own writing? Now it is the preliminary round, and the contestants submit their works. In the semi-finals, it is the contestants who played on the spot. At that time, it can be regarded as the real level." Tan Liwen worried that I was using other people's works to participate in the competition.

"I've seen shameless ones, but shameless is so thorough. This is the first time I have seen them." Wei Mohen couldn't help but smile.

The classmates were also a little surprised by Tan Liwen's remarks. In such a competition, who would take other people's works for the competition? If it is found out, isn't it a joke?

"Guqin can't make fakes? How about letting Huang Jingyang play a piece for us?" Li Wan roared.

Although my guqin doesn't look very good, it is a serious guqin after all, and it still looks like that. The students in the class are naturally curious about what the music played by this guqin is.

"Huang Jingyang, I'm still idle anyway, why don't you come and play a piece." Wei Mohen said.

I did not refuse, and I have not practiced the piano well. Although I have the inheritance of the master piano master, I practiced less myself. When I made this guqin, I played it in the space, and I was given by Xiao Jiu. Interrupted. But I feel that although my level is not high, I can't say it is low. How can it be considered the level of the first glimpse of the doorway?

"That's it, I'll just play a piece of music." I set the guqin. Wei Mohen also hurriedly moved a stool and sat aside to make room for me.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng..."

My fingers slipped on the strings, and a series of crisp piano sounds immediately rang in the classroom. The classroom that was still whispering suddenly became completely silent, and even a needle could be heard when it fell on the ground. I also feel sincerely that the quality of this piano is really good. My craftsmanship is pretty good.

In the heart of the master-level luthier, playing is a process of mental training and a process of spiritual sublimation. The place where the piano is in the hand and the sound of the piano can be reached becomes the kingdom of the piano master. The higher the skill of the luthier, the stronger his dominance over his kingdom. A clever luthier can even use his piano sound to control people in this kingdom to do anything for him. Then kill him himself. The control of a luthier in this state is terrible. Of course, a pure luthier can't do this kind of thing. They will only use their hearts to infect and influence the souls of others. Purify the souls of others.

Because I inherited his music, in fact, I was influenced by him, and some of his thoughts will also affect some of my behavior. This is the side effect of getting the inheritance of others. Of course, getting someone else to pass on such a good thing is basically a great fortune, a once-in-a-lifetime good thing. I naturally will not refuse to accept this side effect.

Because of the limited time, the class will start soon, so I can only choose a short piece of work that I used to practice my hands at the beginning. But even with such a short work, 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 everyone had been brought into a very beautiful scene by my music. They are still intoxicated in that situation.

"It's over?" Li Wan had been standing aside, finally waking up from the intoxication of the music, blinked and asked.

"Yeah." I nodded slightly.

"Who was looking down on this piano just now?" Li Wan couldn't help but fight the injustice.

Tan Liwen's face was blushing. He already felt the gaze of the classmates, holding a book in his hand, and staring at the book, as if his attention was already in the book, and no one else could hear anything.

Li Wan smiled disdainfully when she saw this, but didn't continue to beat the dog.

Wei Mohen came over, "What did I just say? I said that every time Huang Jingyang said that he was just learning, he would crack other people's faces afterwards. Some people still don't believe it. Was it beaten and swollen again? I'm really curious, when Huang Jingyang's two works are opened, will someone whip someone's body twice?"

"Should we open it and take a look?" Li Wan was also very curious.

"Huang Jingyang, can you open it for a look? I promise that when we finish watching, you will definitely put your work away. It will definitely not damage a bit. What do you think?" Wei Mohen looked at me, hoping that I could agree to it. .

"If you want to see it open, just be careful not to break it." I handed the two works to Wei Mohen.

Wei Mohen hurriedly said to Li Wan: "You make a place to put the table together, and this work is going to be used in the competition. Let's see, don't break it."

There is a guqin on our table, so naturally there is no way to make room. Li Wan put the table together, put my work on the table, untie the tether, and slowly unfolded the work. The first thing they opened was my Chinese painting. The work just unfolded a little bit, and I heard their admiration.

"Oh, the painting is so good, it is the same as the Chinese paintings I have seen in the antique shop. Is it really painted by Huang Jingyang?" Someone said casually.

"This is for the competition, of course Huang Jingyang painted it." Wei Mohen retorted immediately.

Li Wan quickly opened the picture scroll, and the whole picture scroll was fully displayed in front of everyone.

"I just said that Huang Jingyang likes to keep a low profile. He said he was just learning and he must be very good at it. This level is enough for those painting exhibitions, let alone our school competition in the High School Affiliated to Yan University. Absolute first place. I don't believe that there are paintings better than this in the attached middle school." Wei Mohen smiled.

"Hey! Tan Liwen, didn't you learn calligraphy and calligraphy since you were young? Come and see how Huang Jingyang's painting is? How does it compare to your painting skills over the past ten years?" Li Wan exclaimed.

Tan Liwen really came over. He admitted that he must be better than me in music, but he still does not believe that my level of Chinese painting and calligraphy is also higher than him. But after a glance, an incredible look immediately appeared on his face.

"How is it? I have to give a judge after watching it for a long time?" Li Wan asked impatiently.

"Very good. If it was made by Huang Jingyang himself, this painting is absolutely excellent." Tan Liwen said helplessly.

"What is if? Is Huang Jingyang's painting good or not? You are jealous. If you can't draw it by yourself, you conclude that others can't draw it. Why is your soul so narrow?" Wei Mohen said dissatisfied. Others in the class also felt that Tan Liwen’s statement was a bit wrong, at least if there was no evidence, Tan Liwen should not say that.

"Forget it, look at Huang Jingyang's calligraphy." Li Wan carefully put away my Chinese painting. Then let someone unfold my calligraphy work.

Although I have not obtained the inheritance of master calligraphers in calligraphy, I still got some true biography of calligraphers from some calligraphy works. In addition, I have a little foundation, and recently, I have also strengthened training. So my calligraphy level has also improved a lot. Although compared with those famous calligraphers, my level is still far away. But I think my calligraphy has clearly surpassed the basic level.

When my calligraphy was shown in front of everyone, everyone felt a little shocked~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but this time, they recovered very quickly.

"This word can still pass your magic eye." Wei Mohen also missed the opportunity to strike Tan Liwen.

Tan Liwen glanced at my work, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, it's finished. I really admire classmate Huang Jingyang, who understands everything." Tan Liwen finished speaking and returned to his seat. I'm not in a good mood anymore.

Returning to his seat, Wei Mohen felt very relieved today: "Today I finally compared this guy with perfect dignity. I will see how arrogant he is in the future. In fact, I don't have any prejudices against this person, but every time he himself Send it up, if I don’t teach him a bit or two, I’m really sorry that he gave us such a good opportunity."

"Forget it. I didn't mean to fight him." I didn't want to beat the dog. This Tan Liwen is not a good person, but he is not a bad person, at least so far.

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