Chapter 147: Saishi
In other words, the results of the second battle came out, and Dai Zimeng won the first place, but Yi Tiannan felt very strange, he didn't find anything brilliant about Dai Zimeng's paintings, and he didn't come up with a reason even if he wanted to break his head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Gongsun Bai didn't make Yi Tiannan wonder for a long time, his voice sounded very appropriately, "There may be many people who have questions about this painting of Dai Zimeng, and now the old man will solve everyone's doubts, why this painting will overwhelm the three people and win the first ......"
"Actually, there is no need for the old man to say more, everyone will know at a glance~" Gongsun Bai actually sold a pass, only to see him pick up Dai Zimeng's picture of landscapes, smoke and rain, and then slowly turned the whole painting upside down.
Everyone was originally not interested in Gongsun Bai's guanzi, but after their eyes saw Dai Zimeng's upside-down painting, they couldn't take their eyes off, what did they see? Oh my God, painting can still be played like this?
Yi Tiannan was also very curious, and when Gongsun Bai turned the painting upside down, he finally knew why Ming Ming Dai Zimeng's painting was not as good as Song Qingxuan and Sun Yashi, but it was at the top of the list. After this painting is turned upside down, it is still a painting, this painting is called Yanyu, but there is another mystery in it.
When the painting was turned upside down, everyone's eyes lit up, and the picture, which was originally full of smoke and rain, actually became sunny and gorgeous, and the flying drizzle, because of the light, at first glance, looked like a ray of sunshine.
No wonder this painting will become the first, it is really well deserved, and Dai Zimeng's mind is ingenious, it is really surprising and amazing to think of such a painting method.
Yi Tiannan turned his gaze to Song Qingxuan, Sun Yashi, and Li Lin, and there was no trace of surprise on their faces, obviously they had already seen the subtlety.
"Okay, now you don't have any doubts about the results of this competition, right? Okay, then let's move on to the next competition now, this competition is to compose a poem......" Gongsun Bai's voice sounded again.
In this competition, Qingxi Academy got a pair of calligraphy at the peak of the 'pen falling into the storm', and a calligraphy in the middle realm of the 'pen falling into the storm'. It's just that Sun Yashi and Song Qingxuan fought to a draw, and after discussion, Julu Academy gave Qingxi Academy a pair of mid-term calligraphy.
Without further ado, let's talk about this competition.
"The title of this poem is 'plum', 'orchid', 'bamboo', 'chrysanthemum', and one of the four gentlemen in the flowers, and one of the four academies can choose one of the topics, and in the shortest possible time, a poem will be written, but this time it will be written on paper." Gongsun Bai continued.
Then Song Qingxuan, Dai Zimeng, and Li Lin all walked to the table, closed their eyes and thought for a while, then opened their eyes, picked up the pen and wrote, Yi Tiannan groaned a little, and found that no one in Qingxi Academy wanted to make a move, so he walked out.
Jokes, Yi Tiannan's performance in the first two games really left a deep impression on them, the first one, directly abused the chief disciple of two academies and the second disciple of one academy, although the second game did not directly attack, but that stroke of genius made them even more admired Yi Tiannan. There are such people, why do you still go out and be embarrassed?
Yi Tiannan was a little one step behind the three people, but he was no later than anyone else, because Yi Tiannan didn't close his eyes and think about it at all, but walked over and wrote directly. This makes the people around him frown, is this kid too arrogant? I actually put pen to paper, this is not the time to compare speed.
Not to mention the disciples here in Qingxi Academy, even Sun Ruiwen's face is not very good-looking, what is this kid doing? Now is not the time to be handsome, this is a competition, about a calligraphy at the peak of the 'pen falling into the storm'.
Sure enough, unexpectedly, Yi Tiannan was the first to finish the pen, and at the moment when he put the pen down, a brilliance rose in his answer sheet, and then the brilliance changed, and finally turned into a few plum blossoms, plum blossoms, the cold plum blossoms were proud, and the plum blossoms swayed and fell down, turning into a little starlight.
Such a scene stunned everyone, 'wonderful pen and flowers', it turned out to be the calligraphy of the realm of wonderful brushes and flowers, this young age not only has outstanding knowledge, but also has good calligraphy and skills. Even the disciples of Qingxi Academy were surprised,
Although they also faintly heard that Yi Tiannan's calligraphy attainments are quite good, no one thought that it would be the realm of 'wonderful brushstrokes', you know, most of them are still hovering in 'pen brilliance', and they are more than ten years older than Yi Tiannan.
And when everyone saw the few proudly blooming cold plums on Yi Tiannan's answer sheet, they all knew what kind of essay Yi Tiannan chose, and at the same time, they were also curious about his poem, and they didn't know what kind of poem it would be.
In addition, the three who are creating, all of them are in their hearts, this kid has given them too many surprises, good couplet ability, proficient in painting, proficient in poetry, and now calligraphy is so outstanding, they even have a feeling of shame in front of Yi Tiannan.
Therefore, the three of them suddenly felt pressure, and the three of them wrote almost at the same time, of course, sharp-eyed people will find that Song Qingxuan is actually a little faster than the other two, but it is only a thin line.
When the three of them put down the pen, it was also a sudden vision, and the three of them were flashing above the answer sheets, Song Qingxuan was a green bamboo forest, with bamboo shadows swaying and heroic. Dai Zimeng is a dark orchid, high-tech and elegant, and otherworldly. And Li Lin's somewhat vague chrysanthemum is only vaguely visible The shadow of the chrysanthemum, it seems that he has lost the three of them in the calligraphy contest.
Yi Tiannan suddenly felt a burst of pressure, the calligraphy he was proud of, did not compare with them, it seems that it is impossible for him to excel in calligraphy, but he is still full of confidence, this competition is poetry, not calligraphy.
At this time, Gongsun Bai's voice sounded, "Okay, since the Quartet has finished composing poems, then please show your poems to everyone~"
Li Lin walked out first, he knew in his heart that he had no hope of winning this time, and in the face of the offensive of the chief disciples of the four major academies, he had no ability to resist at all, and he could only be abused.
He picked up his poem and unfolded it, and then recited,
"Wang Sun Mo put it than basil,
Nine days of branches near sideburns.
The dew is wet and the autumn fragrance fills the pond shore,
Never envy Vasungao. ”
Although there is nothing brilliant about a "Yongdai", it is also decent, and it can be regarded as a middle-class work, but if nothing else, this time he will be at the bottom again.
Dai Zimeng waited until Li Lin left the stage before unfolding his poems and reciting them.
"From the son called the king incense,
The hollow valley is beautiful in the world.
Raise a few pots to show charm,
Introduce me to poetry and read Huazhang. ”
This "Yonglan" is also quite good, but it is difficult to win the championship, everyone looked at Song Qingxuan and Yi Tiannan, their knowledge was an eye-opener for everyone, I don't know what kind of amazing work will be made this time.
Song Qingxuan's eyes glanced at Yi Tiannan, but he found that the kid actually made a 'please' gesture with a smile at him, Song Qingxuan also laughed, it seems that Yi Tiannan is full of confidence, does he really think he can overpower everyone? It's really exciting.
Song Qingxuan smiled and unfolded his poem and recited it aloud,
"It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind, and it is suitable for the pine of Shuizang Village.
Moved to Xiao Sao from the far temple, washed to sparse to see the front peak.
The moss of the invasion steps breaks through the spring buds, and the summer shade is thick around the path.
The rogue apricot blossom has many ideas, and several branches wear green and are compatible. ”
After chanting, Song Qingxuan looked at Yi Tiannan with burning eyes, wanting to see what he could confidently win over himself, he was quite confident in his "Yongzhu".
Everyone's eyes were focused on Yi Tiannan at this time, wanting to see what kind of masterpiece he could come up with, and whether he could make a splash again.
Yi Tiannan smiled mysteriously, then unfolded his poem and recited it in a frustrated tone.
"Outside the post by the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless. It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy.
has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before. ”
As soon as this poem that said that poetry was not poetry appeared in front of everyone's eyes, they were all stunned, is this poetry? Why haven't you seen poetry in this form? However, it seems to be more charming than poetry, but this new writing format makes everyone stunned.
At the same time, Yi Tiannan was also stunned, could it be that the form of 'word' is not much welcomed here? In Yi Tiannan's view, since Tang poetry was 'replaced' by Song poetry in history, it proves the superiority of 'words', and there are no words in this world, so Yi Tiannan decided to take a gamble. But looking at the expressions of these people, it seems that they don't agree with this 'word'.
"Good poem, good ......" suddenly there was a cheering voice from the crowd, and then everyone seemed to be suddenly awakened, and shouted together, although they had never seen a poem in this format, but it did not prevent them from appreciating this poem (word).
Although Song Qingxuan didn't want to admit it, but when he saw everyone's reaction, he knew that he had lost again, and he was also convinced, Yi Tiannan's poem was far better than his own in terms of momentum and artistic conception, and he still had this appreciation ability.
Everyone's eyes looked at Yi Tiannan's eyes were different, they knew that from today onwards, there would be a new star rising in Confucianism, and his reputation could even be close to that of the four chief disciples. Moreover, there were already two chief disciples who had already lost at his hands.
Gongsun Bai's voice rang out, "Okay, this competition ended successfully, I think you already have a certain understanding of the talents of other academies, I hope you will work hard in the future, and shine in the Confucian competition in five years." ”
Then Sun Ruiwen and the four of them left, leaving behind the disciples of the four major academies who were talking about it, Yi Tiannan exclaimed, "There is still an urgent matter in the next family, I will not accompany you, so I will leave first......" Then he ignored everyone's calls, rushed out of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, and ran towards his own small courtyard.