Xue Xingchuan shouted in a trembling voice: "General Order." [Ran^Text^Library] []｀.xs520.

Everyone just woke up, Tang Xiaoshi's piano sound has entered the realm, just now the curtain has no wind and automatic, everyone clearly saw Yue Wumu sitting opposite the qin, thirty fame dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons, to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, towards the sky!

There is no need for referees, Xue Xingchuan has already bowed: "Little brother, I can't imagine that I can hear such a piano sound in my lifetime, the old man worships, who did you learn the piano from?"

Tang Bohu rolled his eyes, Master, I am self-taught, forget it, what are you talking about with a second-rate pianist at the level of a trainee musician in Yihong Academy?

The curtain call Shanle was stupid, and he couldn't wait to hug Tang Xiaoshi and kiss him fiercely.

Tangyi Wang Xie, the two major literati and ink writers, Xie Mushan is especially good calligraphy, Wang Jiagan's Mi Fu 36 peaks and inkstones, Xue Xingchuan's Huzhou dragon beard purple pen, are the best he dreamed of and couldn't ask for, now they are all his, suddenly thought, there is an inkstone and a pen, there is a lack of ink on the fast number, Wu Yuandong's ancestral piece of Luling pine smoke and ink just matched with it, and took the initiative to invite the battle: "Old man Wu, dare to test the calligraphy and painting with my apprentice, don't bet on the big, just bet on your fast Luling pine smoke and ink..."

whispered to Tang Xiaoshi: "Win one more game, my granddaughter Xie Youran is 19 today, and now she is the school flower of Peking University, if you win this time, I will introduce her to you."

Tang Bohu suddenly felt that he was very pure, compared to the curtain mountain in front of him, he was as pure as a little white rabbit.

Wu Yuandong saw that Tang Bohu's chess and piano were unfathomable, and his heart was timid, and he couldn't stand Wang Jiagan's pouting: People's energy is limited, he is less than twenty this year, and the second way of chess and piano is already everyone, he has no time to learn painting, believe me, bet with him...

Wu Yuandong thought about it, gritted his teeth and said: "I'm better than Danqing ink with you, do you dare?"

When Tang Bohu heard this, he was stupid, and asked Xie Mushan in disbelief: "What does he want to compare with me"?

"Danqing Ink"!

Eh, I've seen the abuse, I haven't seen the naked hand over the whip to the abuse, even if it's better than mahjong and pai gow, you still have a 1 in 10,000 chance of winning, and I'm actually compared to Danqing ink, this old man thinks his life is long.

"Then how do you want to compare"?

Wu Yuandong thought about it again and again, "Let's spend a picture of Tang Bohu's "Spring Tree and Autumn Frost" together to see who draws close to the real thing."

"Poof", Tang Bohu, who was drinking tea, sprayed a mouthful of water on the face of Xie Mushan, "What? I heard you right, buy it, he wants to compare it with me to draw "Spring Tree and Autumn Frost"? ”

Wu Yuandong loves traditional ink painting, especially admires Tang Bohu's "Spring Tree and Autumn Frost", copied no less than 100 times, industry insiders think that it can almost be fake and true, the heart says, even if you are very talented in ink painting, I don't believe it, I can still lose to you in painting "Spring Tree and Autumn Frost".

Tang Bohu reluctantly stretched out his middle finger and index finger, you are really two, but Xie Mushan will be mistaken, thinking that Tang Xiaoshi asked him for a cigarette, and he put on a cigarette and respectfully lit the fire.

Wu Yuandong saw that Tang Xiaoshi actually smoked, and scolded secretly in his heart, don't look at the joy you are making now, you will be asked to pull Qingdan in a while, and the one who laughs to the end is the best laugh.

Before a cigarette arrived, Wu Yuandong couldn't cry anymore.

The two started at the same time, Wu Yuandong had just drawn a pine branch, and the sound of a cigarette light came from there.

Tang Xiaoshi shouted while lighting a cigarette: "Is there a Shoushan Stone, I will carve a name seal by the way, anyway, I am idle and idle", looking back, the soul flew into the sky, and the ten-meter-long scroll in front of Tang Bohu had been completed, with a far-reaching intention, no different from Tang Yin's authentic handwriting, except that the ink was not dry, it was simply Tang Yin's authentic work.

There is never a shortage of whiskers and horses, Lu Pingyi saw Tang Xiaoshi's might, and he held the best Shoushan stone and a set of carving knives upside down, only to see Tang Xiaoshi flying with knives, not looking at it, the cigarette ash on his mouth did not move, the cigarette was not finished, the seal had been completed, press the ink and cover it hard.

Pick up the teacup, take a sip, and then spray evenly, the tea sprays through, the flowers, birds, mountains and stone trees suddenly come to life, there are faint rainbows in the painting, and the room is full of glory for a while.

"Smack", the paintbrush in Wu Yuandong's hand fell directly on the drawing paper, and he was stunned at the time, Nima, is this still a person.

Everyone was dumbfounded, is this still human.

Xie Mushan first reflected, his calligraphy was hit by Tang Xiaoshi once, and his ability to resist attacks was stronger, and he said to Tang Xiaoshi with a smirk: "This is developed."

"Come less, bring something", Tang Bohu said disdainfully.

"Something".

"You said that I can walk sideways in the school in the future, there is no basis for what I say, and the words are proof, do you want to regret it, come to someone, and serve with pen and ink", Tang Bohu stuffed the pen into the hand of the curtain call, I said you write, or you write it yourself.

Xie Mushan thought about it, or write it himself: There is a student of our school, Tang Xiaoshi, who has excellent grades, excellent character and learning, and has won honor for the school, and he is hereby allowed to do all his activities in the school freely, and no one shall obstruct him, so he is hereby encouraged. Signed: Curtain Hill.

Tang Bohu stuffed the handbook of the curtain call into his schoolbag, turned around and left, no one dared to stop him, and he stopped a fart, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, everyone was defeated, and several people fell to the ground, this Nima is still a human being.

Tang Bohu laughed and drifted away, but when he saw the withering plants and trees in Phoenix Mountain Park, he was stunned in his heart, the world was so big, I didn't know where home was, so he walked and gradually came to the north gate of Phoenix Mountain Park.

Phoenix Mountain Park, located in the county town of Tangyi, is an alley out of the north gate, connecting the North Outer Street, which is already the boundary of the north gate, and there are hawkers setting up stalls all year round.

Tang Bohu just walked a few steps, suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, his eyes couldn't help but fix on the stall next to him, only to see the old man who set up the stall, his hair was white, a pair of long chopsticks were tossing up and down in the oil pot, and there was a faint sword intent between the moves.

Tang Bohu's saliva flowed, and he heard the rumbling in his stomach, too, he had eaten a fingernail-sized Italian cake in the morning, and he drank a lot of tea, but it was a pity.......

Reaching out and touching it, he actually touched a fifty big bill, Tang Bohu was secretly happy, there was still money in the package on the line this time, and it had to be spent, so he reached out and handed the money over, only to hear the sound of a sharp brake.

A dark green pickup truck stopped at the corner of the street, and several men in blue uniforms jumped off and headed straight for Tang Bohu.

There is a murderous aura, Tang Bohu was slightly stunned, the man in the blue uniform is vigorous, and there is no weakling, could it be that he is a master of the six doors, could it be that in this alley, there are Jiangyang thieves who have slipped through the net?

"Chengguan is coming"! I only heard an exclamation: there was chaos in the alley.

The old man who fried stinky tofu was not messy in the face of danger, his hands were like electricity, his left hand put out the oil pot, and his right hand cleaned up the pots and pans one by one, bending down and carrying the burden to the depths of the park, leaving a sentence in the distance: I will come to you for money next time!

When I turned my head, I saw that all the stall owners next to me, none of them were weak, and they all took their guys to perform their best skills and fled in all directions.

A master, definitely a master, not a master, just a group of masters!

When the dark green pickup truck stopped at the entrance of the alley, the alley was bustling with people, and when the men in blue uniforms rushed into the alley, the alley was empty.

Only Tang Bohu was left standing in the alley inexplicably, his right hand stretched out, and the fifty bills he pinched were nowhere to be found, and he didn't know when he was in his left hand, but there was already an extra carton containing four pieces of golden and fragrant fried stinky tofu.

The big man in the blue uniform didn't even glance at Tang Bohu, they chased around, and after a while, they came back with empty hands and scolding, jumped on the pickup, emitted a puff of green smoke, and left.

Tang Bohu was taken aback, chengguan? What kind of department is this, coming like the wind, going like electricity, moving like a mountain, and aggression like fire! It must be the elite of the six doors, it must be.

After eating stinky tofu, I threw the carton away, and suddenly heard a sudden sound of braking:

Chengguan is here again?