The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have an innate ability.

Chapter 41 Art, Ink Rhythm and Fairy in Painting
Outside the house, above the sky.

Su Zian was too embarrassed to look at him, after all, Chang Qing’s strength was too weak.

Even if he found the right connections and asked Lingsi to show mercy, he still needed to be qualified to fight.

Without the noble spirit and the four treasures of the study, how can you fight against others?
Even if they wanted to hold back, they couldn't find a chance.

Thinking of how embarrassed and depressed Chang Qing would be in the future, Su Zian couldn't help but sigh and thought:

"What method can we use to comfort Changqing?"

But who would have thought that as soon as this thought came to his mind, the situation in the room suddenly reversed.

"Entrance level?"

"Dragon Dance?"

Su Zian looked at the two great scholars who were almost stunned, and his expression suddenly became very interesting.

Although he did not study Confucianism or Taoism, he knew what it meant to enter the Taoist realm.

If the difficulty of practicing a cultivator's innate secret skill is ten, then the difficulty of practicing the four Confucian arts at the entry level is one hundred!
Not to mention, Changqing's calligraphy is the Immortal Seal Script - Fish and Dragon Dance, which is known as the immortal art and is the best in Confucianism and Taoism.

"Is Changqing's talent in Confucianism so strong?"

After he lost consciousness, Su Zian couldn't help laughing out loud, feeling very happy.

Among the people of the Su family, there are those who practice swordsmanship, those who practice Taoism, and even those who practice magic, but this one who practices Confucianism is the first one.

Moreover, he was only twenty years old when he started practicing calligraphy. His talent is simply astonishing!
"Hahaha, fine, fine, I'll tell you how my little brother could be a mediocre person!"

Su Zian was laughing happily, but when he saw Lingsi, who was about to cry in the house below, his smile stopped abruptly.

"Hiss, I think I made a mistake."

Su Zian's stern face showed a rare hint of embarrassment.

His younger brother has mastered calligraphy, and it is good for him to give in to others, but he asked the girl to show mercy.

Plus what Lingsi just said to Changqing.
"Is this little princess of the Zhou family going to be broken?"

Su Zian took a deep breath and thought to himself, "Who should I let to comfort Qingqiu?"

Suddenly his eyes lit up and he immediately sent a message to Erniu.

[I happened to meet your sweetheart, but he is not in a good state, so go and comfort him/her]

……

School, inside the house.

Lingsi looked at Su Changqing with red eyes and said through gritted teeth: "In the next round, I will definitely try my best to beat you!"

Facing a genius at the entry-level level, she had actually shown mercy just now. Thinking of this, she felt filled with resentment.

Although you can't win even if you show no mercy, who among the geniuses at the entry level would want to use the backdoor?
This is too much!
"I am not as good as you in calligraphy, but I don't believe you are so good in other skills!"

Lingsi returned to his desk angrily, waiting for the next game to begin.

Su Changqing was stunned when he saw this, and looked at Shuhan beside him, and asked in a puzzled voice:
"Brother, why does Senior Sister Lingsi look so angry?"

Shuhan's mouth twitched, "That's enough, it's good that I didn't come up to beat you up."

He had just communicated with Qingfeng and learned that Lingsi and others had met Su Zian on the way and had used the backdoor.

He was stunned when he heard it. No wonder Lingsi looked like she was about to cry.

Su Changqing was even more confused. He didn't do anything.

At this time, in front of the school.

"Brother, do you want to continue the competition?"

Li Qingchen took a sip of tea and asked.

In fact, it would be best to end it now, as it would make Wei Cang look better.

"Compare, why not?"

"On the contrary, I'm even more interested!"

Wei Cang was not discouraged, but said with a gleam in his eyes:
"Beating a mediocre person is nothing. Only when someone of equal strength beats you, that's considered a win!"

As he said this, he looked at Su Changqing in the field.

"This boy's calligraphy has reached the pinnacle. Lingsi is no match for me, but he became my disciple a little late after all."

"In just two years, even for a genius, it would take all his energy to comprehend a Fish-Dragon Dance, right?"

"I want to see how he wins in the next three arts of music, chess and painting!" The two great scholars Mo Lan and Yixian, who had just calmed down, nodded when they heard this.

Su Changqing is still too young.

If it was a few years later, they would not dare to make a hasty judgment, but now if Su Changqing wants to win, he must reach the level of "skill" in the other three arts.

But a person's energy is limited after all. In the past two years, Su Changqing's calligraphy has reached its peak, and he probably has no time to hone his other skills.

Of course, in terms of potential, Su Changqing is definitely far superior in terms of intelligence, but if it comes to the current literary competition, it would be difficult for him to win.

Difficult to win?

Shuhan, who was standing by, smiled silently when he heard this.

No one knew how terrifying his junior brother's talent was.

genius?

That's just the threshold to seeing Changqing.

……

"The second round will be a painting contest. It will take one hour and any painting will be accepted."

In front of the school, the great scholar Mo Lan scheduled the second competition.

Lingsi below was fully focused and took out the silver rice paper and started to carve it carefully.

This time she gave it 100% of her strength, and a faint artistic conception floated on the rice paper.

She wants to tell everyone with her strength, even if the other party is good at calligraphy!
But she's not bad either!
On the other side, there was still ordinary plain paper and wolf-hair brush on Su Changqing's desk.

The paintings he made were also very simple, which were the rolling green mountains that he painted most often.

The mountain looks real, simple and unadorned.

But if you look carefully, it's as if you are in deep mountains and dense forests. The towering green mountains bring great oppression and awe.

That is the special skill of the immortal in the painting. The world in the painting is full of Taoist charm.

Soon, Lingsi and Su Changqing finished their paintings and handed them over to the two great scholars.

Unlike the first time when no one was interested, Mo Lan, Yixian and others looked at Su Changqing's paintings first.

They wanted to see what kind of painting this calligraphy master could create.

"It is extraordinary to be able to enter the word 'skill'."

"How is that possible? For two years, I practiced calligraphy and painting at the same time. It's not easy to have a 'shape' character."

"Just take a look, don't be too harsh later."

As the two great scholars spoke, they picked up the picture of rolling green mountains that Su Changqing had transformed.

But when they saw it for the first time, they couldn't help but look dazed.

It was as if what I was looking at was not a painting, but a real series of towering mountains.

The majestic peaks made them feel insignificant involuntarily.

"Bah!"

The scroll slipped from the hands of the two dazed scholars. They looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Two seniors, who won?"

Qingfeng at the side asked curiously.

Wei Cang suddenly felt uneasy when he saw the two people in silence, and said, "You two, please feel free to talk."

Mo Lan took a deep breath, looked at Su Changqing deeply, and said in a trembling voice:

"There's no need to look at Lingsi's painting. Zhiyu won."

Lingsi frowned immediately and said unconvincedly: "Senior, why did you conclude that I lost without even looking at my painting? What if I won?"

"Ah"

Yixian smiled bitterly upon hearing this, "Zhiyu's paintings have already entered the realm of Taoism."

“Art, ink rhythm, fairy in painting.”

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