Back in the room, Nanli said straightforwardly: "System, I want to draw a lottery." ”

[Pumping, pumping silver, is five times enough?]

"That's enough, thank you system, the system is so good. ”

As Nanli's voice fell, it was a familiar scene, a familiar turntable, and a familiar sound effect.

"Boom, boom, boom,......"

Five cards popped up.

"Congratulations to the host, full of European energy, and draw the spiritual skill - sound immersion (timeliness: permanent). ”

"Congratulations to the host, Ou Qi is full of energy, and he has won the piano skills of the grandmaster skill guqin master Yu Boya. ”

"Congratulations to the host, you are full of European energy, and you can draw the painting art of Saint Wu Daozi with the skill of the grandmaster. ”

"Congratulations to the host, Ou Qi is full of energy, and he has won the calligraphy of the Grandmaster Skill Grass Saint Zhang Xu. ”

"Congratulations to the host, you are full of European energy, and you have won the skill of the master skill Pipa Holy Hand Pipa Girl. ”

All five cards were drawn!

Damn, no one is lucky.

"But what's the use of these skills?"

Nanli used his mind to check the specific information of the skill.

[Sound Immersion: Spiritual skill, when the host sings or tells a story, it will create an environment where the listener hears the host's voice as if they have personally entered that situation. 】

", this skill is simply invincible! With the blessing of this skill, I will no longer be afraid of the cold field, and anyone will have to be conquered by me!" Nan Li sighed and went to check the second skill.

[Yu Boya's piano skills: The master of the Chinese guqin of the earth, good at playing the lyre, is an outstanding historical and cultural celebrity on the earth, leaving allusions to the mountains and flowing water. The host will inherit Yu Boya's exquisite piano skills. 】

[Wu Daozi's painting art: Wu Daozi, a famous painter of the Chinese nationality on the earth, is known as the "Hundred Generations of Painting Saints", good at Buddhism, gods and ghosts, people, landscapes, birds and beasts, plants and trees, pavilions, etc., especially good at Buddhism, characters, and is good at mural creation. The host will inherit Wu Daozi's unpredictable painting skills. 】

[Zhang Xu's calligraphy: a famous calligrapher of the Chinese people on the earth, known as the "Grass Sage", and Li Bai's poetry and Pei Min's sword dance are called the "Three Uniques of the Tang Dynasty", and his main works are

"Belly Pain Post" and "Four Ancient Poems". The host will inherit Zhang Xu's magical calligraphy. 】

[The skills of the pipa girl: a famous courtesan of the Chinese people on the earth, famous for the famous poet Bai Juyi's poem "Pipa Xing". The pipa is profound. The host will inherit the Pipa Girl's exquisite playing skills. 】

Looking at these specific introductions in the system, although Nan Li is not familiar with Yu Boya, Wu Daozi, Zhang Xu, and Pipa Girl, he knows that this is an art master from a distant planet!

And these people are all from the Huaxia clan!

He couldn't help but have an infinite yearning for that nation!

"The Huaxia people, what an excellent nation it should be, everyone is like a dragon, and the elegance is peerless. ”

Nan Li sighed, and at this moment, five white lights fell on his body, and Nan Li's brain instantly gained more knowledge of guqin, pipa, cursive, painting, etc., and all of them were perfect, as if they had been trained for decades.

......

"Lao Zhang, borrow your machine and use it. ”

Nanli walked into a tailor shop and greeted the boss skillfully.

This is a shop specializing in custom-made clothing, and the owner is a deep middle-aged uncle who has made clothes all his life and has good craftsmanship.

"It's Xiao Li, I haven't seen you for a long time, you haven't written a new song for two years, won't it really be Jiang Lang's talent?"

Lao Zhang put down the thermos cup soaked in wolfberry and red dates in his hand, and said with a regretful face.

Lao Zhang was a craftsman he knew when Nan Li first came to the magic capital, and when he was poor, Nan Li often took care of Lao Zhang's business.

Nanli picked a piece of dark gray worsted wool, put it on the sewing machine, and began to cut it.

He grew up in an orphanage, and his life was very difficult, at that time, the clothes, school bags, shoes and socks were all handmade by himself, and he would also help the old dean and make clothes for other children, so he was very skilled in tailoring.

Lao Zhang saw that Nanli didn't answer, so he asked again.

Nan Li made his clothes seriously, and said without raising his head: "Perhaps, soon you will be able to hear my new song." ”

"Really, don't lie to me, kid, I'm your uncle's fan. ”

Lao Zhang's eyes lit up, and then dimmed for a moment, chattering:

"You kid, the music is really good, it's just too slow, if you release two albums a year, and those singing, dancing, rap and basketball, what's the matter?"

At this time, the sound of the sewing machine sounded.

After about half an hour, the sound stopped.

A beautiful hanfu has been made.

This is a white-collared dark gray robe embroidered with a crane pattern.

The style of this robe is seen in a book that the system rewards him, and it also comes from the Huaxia clan.

Nan Li put away his robe and said to Lao Zhang:

"Slow work and meticulous work, Lao Zhang, you can rest assured, those people are just grandstanders, my Nanli's works are to leave a mark on this era. ”

Lao Zhang lost his mind slightly, he was infected by Nan Li's self-confidence, and muttered to himself, and his heart was full of infinite expectations for Nan Li's new song.

......

......

On the bank of the Huangpu River, the sun sets, dyeing the river red.

On an uninhabited open field, Nan Li stood on the shore wearing a wide robe.

The wind is blowing, and the clothes and belts are flying, as if returning from the wind.

From a distance, his back is gloomy, lonely and lonely, forming a beautiful picture with the water of Weiyang Lake.

"The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor. Worried about the new words. ”

"Now I know all the sorrows, and I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it. But the weather is cool and autumn. ”

This poem was rewarded to him by the system when he was at home, and it originated from the great Chinese writer Xin Qiji, whose name is "The Middle Wall of the Ugly Slave Shubo Mountain Road".

Nanli sings and chants, and this singing voice also originates from the Huaxia people!

Ancient, deep, timeless!

Through the vicissitudes of history, word by word, deafening.

This word is full of sorrow, the first film depicts the young man who is not deeply involved in the world but pretends to be deep, and the next film writes the depression full of sorrow but nowhere to confide.

The idea is exquisite, the words are simple and profound, and the evocative is endless.

According to the system, this is one of the famous articles that must be memorized by Chinese students on the earth, chanting for thousands of years, and time has proven that this is a classic among the classics.

Of course, there is no such thing in this world.

Just now, all the scenes of Nan Li's poetry were recorded by Tang Tian with a single-lens reflex camera, and he also did not show his face, just a figure standing sideways, with a fluttering robe and long hair, like an immortal who had fallen into the world.

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Thank you for the downplay, youth, please advise for the rest of your life, Jiangshan Tu, Z. fall, the years are the same, Jun Hao (life thief hard), for the way of the dragon, generation, clear and clear, Maka Baka, you are my unattainable dream, if you miss it, it will be gone.

Thank you for the starting point platform chic 08, I don't care, you are free to wait for the reward of the father.

If there is any omission, look at the sea.