Chapter 85: The Saint of Calligraphy and Painting

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After the morning competition, there were still many people who didn't leave, just to wait for the result, Luo Yu originally planned to go back, but was stopped by Old Man Zhou and Old Man Xie.

"It's not bad for a few hours, let's go, accompany the old man to dinner." Old Man Zhou was very enthusiastic, and Luo Yu was a little gracious.

At this moment, Mo Han came, and after getting out of the car, when he saw Old Man Xie and Old Man Zhou, he nodded at the two, "Uncle Zhou, Uncle Xie." ā€

"Mo Han is here, it's just right, we are about to go to dinner with your daughter-in-law, let's go together." Old Man Xie said with a smile.

Mo Han looked at Luo Yu and saw that he had no opinion, so he agreed. After lunch, Mo Han went back to the company, leaving Luo Yu and the two old men to chat about family life.

"It's a shame that you didn't make it to the engagement banquet between the two of you, so what are you going to get married?" Old Man Zhou put down the teacup and asked Luo Yu.

"It's still early." Although it is only an engagement, this engagement is obviously no different from marriage, and it is just that there is an extra marriage certificate, so Luo Yu is really not in a hurry.

Old Man Xie suddenly sighed, and Old Man Zhou asked, "What are you sighing at once?" ā€

Old Man Xie shook his head, with a sad face, "Doesn't this remind me of my Xiao Na, I don't know what kind of evil I have done, our Xiao Na now recognizes Sun Minghao's stinky boy, I don't even know my grandfather who loves him, and now he still lives in Sun's house, and he can't pull it back." ā€

"Haha, you old man, what's there to worry about, isn't it very good, these two children have had babies since they were young, isn't this just right? By the way, this marriage was given. Old Man Zhou said with a smile.

"That's the only way to go, otherwise what else can I do." In fact, Old Man Xie agrees with the marriage of his granddaughter and Sun Minghao, after all, the Sun family is a political family, and if he can marry the Sun family, it will be of great benefit to the Xie family. In addition, his granddaughter obviously likes Sun Minghao very much, and of course Old Man Xie is even more speechless.

Luo Yu listened quietly on the side, and did not express his opinion, he knew more clearly about Sun Minghao and Xie Minna. Xie Minna's amnesia, he also asked people to check it in person, and the answer he got was that Xie Minna really had amnesia. Obviously, there is nothing to do about Xie Mina and Sun Minghao, who have lost their memory, and the two feel that the way they get along now seems to be completely reversed. In the past, Xie Minna was in a strong position among the two, but now, Sun Minghao is in a strong position, and Xie Minna completely implements what Sun Minghao said.

In the afternoon, when the list of finalists is announced, for the sake of fairness and justice, the works of the finalists will also be posted, and the entries of other non-finalists will also be published online.

Originally, I went with joy, but when I saw that I couldn't find my name on the published list, I was disappointed

Luo Yu naturally entered the second day of the promotion match, but unfortunately, on the list, the name of Old Man Zhou was not found.

"I didn't even enter the promotion round, it seems that there are a lot of masters this year." For the fact that he did not enter the promotion round, although Mr. Zhou was a little disappointed, he did not curse, and after looking at the announced works, Mr. Zhou also sighed to himself.

"That's right, originally there was Luo Xiaozi, and there was no hope of winning the championship, but now there are so many masters who have suddenly appeared, looking at the name, there are really a lot of great powers." Although Mr. Xie was also shortlisted, he knew that he had little hope of winning the championship, and even now he doubted whether he could enter the final round.

Luo Yu's handwriting is good, but among the shortlisted calligraphy works, there are several calligraphy and Chinese paintings that are not worse than his at all, and even stronger than him in a certain aspect.

In the evening, when he went back to the Mo family's old house for dinner, Old Man Mo was very happy when he knew that Luo Yu had entered the promotion competition.

"I didn't expect your calligraphy and Chinese painting to be so good, the old thing of the Xie family was still boasting in front of me that the champion of this year's calligraphy competition must be his, I think, don't think about this champion, Xiaoyu, you have to give me back this championship anyway, I'll go to the old man of the Xie family." Old Man Mo clapped his hands and said.

"Old man, aren't you putting pressure on Xiaoyu like this, Xiaoyu, don't listen to him, just do your best, it doesn't matter if you can win the championship or not." Mrs. Mo has never seen Luo Yu's calligraphy and painting works, so she doesn't know how far Luo Yu's calligraphy and painting ability has got, but since she can enter the promotion competition of the adult group, it will definitely not be bad.

In her early years, Mrs. Mo also participated in the competition, but at most she was eliminated when she entered the finals, after all, there are many masters of calligraphy and painting. She didn't want Luo Yu to feel too much pressure, Luo Yu was only eighteen years old, and there was still a distance compared to those calligraphers and painters who had studied for decades. I heard that in this competition, Mr. Zhou was not able to enter the promotion round, so you can imagine how many masters have gathered this year.

"I'll do my best." Luo Yu's grasp is actually not big, the more difficult it is, the more it should be challenged, the task reward is not important, the important thing is the task punishment!

"I'm sure you can do it." However, Mo Han seemed to have great confidence in Luo Yu.

In the past few days, Mo Han has been pestering Luo Yu every day, but because there is a game tomorrow, Mo Han can only hold back tonight. Luo Yu, who went to bed early, actually entered the virtual space and began to practice. In the virtual space, except for Luo Yu himself, there is only the system.

"Is the host confident in tomorrow's game?"

Luo Yu's pen paused, and then while painting, he said, "No." ā€

Yes? The system didn't expect Luo Yu to be so direct, "How can the host not have confidence?" How can you win a game without confidence? ā€

"Calligraphy and painting are different from cooking, there is no talent, no comprehension, no matter how diligent you practice, you will not improve." Today, when Luo Yu saw the other shortlisted works, Luo Yu knew where the gap between him and their masters was. Although the paintings he painted are beautiful and the words he writes are good, he lacks spirituality, which is a kind of spirituality that belongs to calligraphy and painting, or rather, his calligraphy and painting lacks that kind of ancient soul.

Because he has practiced for a short time, has little social experience, and has no understanding of that kind of life, what his paintings and his words lack are what he lacks. Although it is sometimes said that diligence can make up for shortcomings, there are some things that cannot be achieved by hard work.

"System, the virtual space should be able to transform any scene, right?" Luo Yu remembered the previous cooking competition, and the simulated scene was too realistic

"Of course, as long as the Lun family likes it, even if it turns the virtual space into an outer space battlefield." The system said proudly.

Luo Yu said: "I don't need you to turn virtual space into an outer space battlefield, I just need you to wait for me to appreciate the lives of those most famous calligraphers and painters in history." ā€

Want to appreciate the life of a calligrapher and painter in history? Although I don't know what the host is going to do, since the host has made such a request, the system will of course try to meet it, but of course the system will not help the host unconditionally.

"Of course there is no problem, don't talk about the life of a calligrapher and painter, even if the host wants to experience the life of the emperor in ancient times, the premise is that the host pays five attribute points!"

Want attribute points again? Luo Yu was strange, what does this system need so many attribute points for, and he can't eat it, "Yes, but I don't have any extra attribute points now, so I owe it first." "I can't bear the child, I can't trap the wolf.

"Of course there is no problem, if the loan points are so few, the Lun family will not charge host interest." Well, in fact, even if you collect interest, it's not much, so the system simply doesn't charge it, and it can receive five attribute points anyway, and it's happy.

"Let's get started." Luo Yu didn't want to waste any more time.

Ten hours in the virtual space is equivalent to an hour in the real space, and Luo Yu is in the virtual space, witnessing the life of a great calligrapher who is known as the "saint of calligraphy and painting" in history.

Luo Yu watched the birth of the "Saint of Calligraphy and Painting", watched him grow up slowly, watched him study hard, watched him participate in the imperial examination and was framed, watched him lose his parents and become impoverished, watched him go through all the vicissitudes of life, and finally achieved the prestige of "The Saint of Calligraphy and Painting". His words, with his mighty and unyielding rebelliousness, with his experience of everything, but still yearning for a better life, but also with him to see through all the vicissitudes of the world. Luo Yu was like a bystander, watching his life go by like this, and finally turn into dust.

On the whole, it's like watching a movie in a movie theater, but compared to the relatively powerful simulation scenes in the virtual space, those 3D4D movies are simply weak.

It's not enough to just look at it as a spectator, if you want to write a calligraphy as shocking as the "saint of calligraphy and painting", and paint an amazing painting, you must experience everything yourself, and only after experiencing it yourself can you truly appreciate that kind of artistic conception. So Luo Yu asked the system to turn himself into the saint of calligraphy and painting, open the simulation scene, and experience the life of that saint of calligraphy and painting.

The next day, when Luo Yu woke up, Mo Han obviously noticed that he was different. Although the original Luo Yu was cold and seemed to be much more mature than his peers, after all, he was still an eighteen-year-old teenager, and he still had the enthusiasm and vitality of teenagers. Luo Yu woke up, although his appearance has not changed, but his eyes and temperament have obviously changed. There are a few more vicissitudes and profundity like an old man in his eyes, and the temperament on his body is still elegant, but it is not as elegant as the stereotyped in the textbook before, but a little more casual. How could so much change happen overnight?

"Xiao Luo, are you okay?" Mo Han looked at Luo Yu with some concern.

"I'm fine, just a dream, a long dream." Luo Yu smiled faintly, the deep vicissitudes and casualness just now disappeared, and returned to the original Luo Yu, as if it was just a momentary illusion just now.

"It's okay, if there's anything you have to tell me, you know?" Mo Han dropped a kiss in front of Luo Yu's forehead, he knew that Luo Yu had a secret, since Luo Yu didn't say it, he wouldn't ask.

"Yes." Luo Yu nodded with a smile.