After these girls, there was a beautiful girl. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The girl is about fifteen years old, but her temperament has a demonic taste.

Although she has a demonic temperament, the girl is definitely a classical beauty like no other.

The girl is Tang Mo Benzun who came to sign up and wanted to enter the Ming Royal Academy.

Tang Mo came to the back of the registration team and lined up with the other girls.

Even though she is also a girl, Tang Mo is really so good-looking that many girls have looked at her.

The eyes of these girls were completely focused on Tang Mo, and with her smile, or even a slight movement, they were touched.

Tang Mo didn't notice the attention of the people around her, she paid more attention to the plans for the future.

She is ready to win the first women's imperial examination of civil and military double championships, this is not a difficult thing, in terms of martial arts, even if she suppresses her cultivation to the innate realm, she is confident that she can win the first place.

In terms of text, Tang Mo herself is the compiler of the textbook, and it would be strange if she couldn't get the first place in the exam.

The team slowly moved forward, the girls in front of them signed up one by one, and then walked into the Daming Royal Academy, and the girls in the back were full of expectations, hoping that they could pass the recognition of the Daming Royal Academy and obtain the qualification to enter.

Not every girl who participates in the registration can enter the Daming Royal Academy, if you are not literate, then you will be eliminated directly, after being literate and can write, you will have to demonstrate the kung fu of playing the piano or painting on the spot, and after being recognized by Li Xue, you can be regarded as an official student of the Daming Royal Academy.

There are a lot of girls who sign up, and the ratio of selected candidates is about three to one.

One girl passed the screening, and many more were rejected by the Ming Royal Academy.

Then, to Tang Mo.

Standing in front of the vice principal, who was wearing a black cheongsam and had an extraordinary temperament, Tang Mo looked at her with a faint smile.

"Name?"

Li Xue asked.

"Mo Qing," Tang Mo said.

"Age," Li Xue asked.

"Fifteen," Tang Mo said.

Tang Mo's body has always maintained the appearance of fifteen years old, and after cultivating to an earth immortal, her lifespan has increased to thirty-six thousand years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is an old monster who has been immortal for ten thousand years.

Fifteen is her age in appearance.

"Can you read?" Li Xue asked.

"Get to know some," Tang Mo said.

"Do you know how to draw or play the piano?" Li Xue asked.

"Understand some," Tang Mo said.

Li Xue put a piece of paper in front of Tang Mo, "Write a few words." ”

"Hmm" Tang Mo answered softly, and then took the pen and wrote on the paper.

Tang Mo inherited all the memories of this life, she mastered writing very early, after cultivating for the promotion, her words are more spiritual, which contains profound principles of heaven and earth, the more profound the cultivation of people, the more you can feel the rhyme of heaven from Tang Mo's words.

Tang Mo wrote two words on the paper, namely "heaven" and "down", which together are "under heaven". The word "world" itself is quite meaningful, and every stroke of Tang Mo is like heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth principles contained in it make it seem that even people who don't know how to cultivate can feel the momentum on it.

It is like heaven and earth, encompassing all things.

It is the feeling that Tang Mo wrote about the world.

After Tang Mo finished writing, Li Xue couldn't help but show a surprised expression, just this penmanship was enough for her to make an exception to include this girl in the Daming Royal Academy.

However, this woman also knows piano and painting, and Li Xue is also very looking forward to it, so she immediately took out the paintbrush and asked Tang Mo to show her painting skills first.

Tang Mo took the paintbrush and began to draw on the paper.

It's not a painting, it's ink.

Ink is the easiest way to paint landscapes, so what Tang Mo paints is also landscapes.

Tang Mo held the pen with one hand, his spirit was completely concentrated, imagining a mountain he had been to, and then he drew it.

Painting is a tracing, so it can't be created out of thin air.

Tang Mo depicted what he saw in his heart according to the mountains in his memories and did not keep them on the paper at all.

The painting, brushwork, and Tang ink are all skillful, and this portrayal, because of the cultivation, naturally has a little more ethereal fairy.

The mountains and rivers gradually appear on the paper, the mountains are majestic and magnificent, the water is soft and graceful, the two natural things, perfectly integrated, and at the same time distinct.

When Tang Mo's last stroke fell, Li Xue couldn't help but let out a breath.

Just now she couldn't help but hold her breath when she saw Tang Mo painting, this is the realm of a real master, the painting is delicate and natural, full of artistic beauty, and does not lose the natural charm.

"Mo Qing, can you give me this painting?" Li Xue couldn't help but say.

Li Xue likes to collect valuable paintings and calligraphy, and she thinks that the painting in front of her is worth at least 1,000 taels of silver, which is a rare masterpiece.

At this moment, in Li Xue's heart, Tang Mo is no longer a student who is about to enroll, but a genius girl who is a genius.

"Yes" Tang Mo said generously, it was just a painting, and she had nothing to be reluctant to. And Li Xue is also a girl she likes very much, and she is also very talented, Tang Mo is willing to give her his paintings.

Li Xue happily accepted Tang Mo's painting, and then took the piano.

Since Tang Mo can play the piano, Li Xue also wants to appreciate it, she feels that no matter what, Tang Mo's piano will definitely shock her, and her heart is already full of anticipation.

Tang Mo flirted with the strings, and recalled in his mind the saddest thing he had encountered, when she was still deeply in love with Zhu Yunwen, the White Lotus Sect Master took everything from her and killed her, at that moment, it was the most painful time in her life.

Tang Mo stroked the strings and began to play.

At the beginning, the sound of the piano is soft, and the rhythm is cheerful, symbolizing the innocent and carefree girl.

Then gradually, the sound of the piano is lingering, tactful and excessive, representing the girl's spring heart, wanting to find her confidant, and not wanting to continue to live alone.

The rhythm of the piano is just right, one more point is messy, and one point less is light. Tang Mo played the guqin, but her voice corresponded to her inner thoughts and feelings, as if opening a picture scroll of memories, lingering and endless. Ups and downs, like water waves.

Li Xue couldn't help but revel in the sound of the piano, even the girls who were a little impatient because they had been waiting for a long time before were attracted by the sound of the piano, and couldn't help but follow the sound of the piano, ups and downs, lingering, and endless.

Tang Mo played slowly, her heart was as calm as water, she recalled the past, but she was beyond the past, others were addicted to the sound of the piano, but she was beyond the sound of the piano, and used the rhythm to fit the natural reason.

Every playing, every transformation, exudes a natural atmosphere, and in addition, Tang Mo integrates her perception of heaven and earth into it.

This is the perception of the realm of the earth immortals, and it is the real fairy sound.

As soon as the fairy sound came out, everyone who was originally just obsessed with the sound of the qin suddenly felt that their souls had become ethereal, and their minds were blank, just a guqin sound, which actually made them feel the pinnacle of their spirits.

When the sound of the piano fell, everyone was still intoxicated and couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.