Could it be that this kid is really good at calligraphy and painting?

Looking at Zhou Xiaochuan's relaxed and flat expression, Zhao Can's heart suddenly tightened. A trace of uneasiness crept into his heart. But he quickly calmed down again: "I have seen the piano score written by this kid." A piano score can be written crookedly by him, where can he be a person who is good at calligraphy and painting? And on that sheet music, there are still a few words written on it. Although those words are not ugly, they are not good, at most they are just ordinary...... Yes! I see, he's pretending to be so light-hearted! That's right, it must be. Hmph, I'd like to see how long he can fit! ”

Zhao Can guessed correctly, Zhou Xiaochuan's lightness and blandness were really pretended. His heart is far from being as relaxed and plain as it appears.

Zhou Xiaochuan lowered his voice and quietly asked the old turtle hidden in his pocket: "How about it, is there a way to improve my calligraphy and painting level?" ”

"You and I are fairies, demons and monsters? Is there a spell that can make you enlightened in an instant? The old turtle poked his head out of his pocket and glanced at Zhou Xiaochuan: "Please, I'm just a literary turtle who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!" If I give me a few months, coupled with your hard work, even if I can't train you to become a national-level master of calligraphy and painting, I can still make you a little successful and ......famous."

The old turtle's noisy problem was once again made out of place, and it was at this time that he talked endlessly about the breadth and profundity of calligraphy and painting, as if he wanted to tell Zhou Xiaochuan: Hey, young man, this way of calligraphy and painting is not so easy to learn...... At this moment, Zhou Xiaochuan realized the irritability of the Supreme Treasure when he heard Tang Seng sing [onlyyou]...... "Is there really no way at all?" I don't want to be a little successful, and I don't expect to reach the level of a national master, as long as I can beat these people and suppress them! Zhou Xiaochuan had to interrupt the old turtle's talking, because he knew that if he didn't interrupt, the old turtle would be able to talk casually until dark! He doesn't have that much time to spend here with the old turtle.

Although the interruption of his speech made Lao Gui a little dissatisfied, when facing Zhou Xiaochuan, the [Parent of Food and Clothing], he still wisely hid that dissatisfaction: "The level of these people is not bad, if you just want to beat them, it is not impossible." However, this way of calligraphy and painting lies in self-cultivation and cultivation, and in cultivating affection, not for fighting with others...... "Well, the old turtle's noisy talent must have reached the full level." No, it didn't take a minute to converge just now, and then it reverted to its old ways.

Zhou Xiaochuan automatically filtered the nagging words behind it, and asked directly: "What way?" ”

The sand lying on Zhou Xiaochuan's shoulder, he couldn't stand the noise of the old turtle anymore, and echoed: "Is there any way to say it quickly, don't talk about it there." Do you really dare to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I won't be able to say a word for a few days?! ”

The threat of sand played a role in deciding the surname. For the old tortoise, not letting it speak for a day is even more unacceptable than killing it. So at this moment, it didn't dare to nag anymore, and went straight to the point: "In terms of calligraphy and painting skills, you are much worse than these people, especially the human with the sharp-beaked monkey gills in front of you. It is almost impossible to make up for and surpass this gap in a short period of time. However, our Eastern calligraphy and painting are different from those in the West, in addition to skills, more attention is paid to artistic conception! If you compete in skill, you will definitely lose. But to start with the artistic conception, you still have a chance to win. Because you have grasped the essence of the "Nature" song, as long as you can re-enter the state of playing the "Nature" song and experience the artistic conception of the "Nature" song with your heart, you will definitely be able to create a far-reaching work! You know, the song "Nature" I composed contains all kinds of majestic and magnificent nature! ”

In the end, the old turtle raised his head with a proud face.

"Start with artistic conception...... Zhou Xiaochuan squinted his eyes and muttered a few words, and finally simply closed his eyes and calmed down to recall his state of mind and feelings when he just played the song "Nature".

Unlike Zhou Xiaochuan who chose to believe in the old turtle, Shazi had a skeptical expression on his face: "Old turtle, is the method you said really useful?" Listen, why do you feel a little unreliable? Artistic conception? That's too ethereal, isn't it? ”

"Who am I? I am an old turtle with four unique piano, chess, calligraphy and painting! How can I not believe the way I say? If you feel that the artistic conception is ethereal and unreliable, it can only mean that your realm is too low, and there are no artistic cells in your body! "The old turtle really wanted to [Gang] and yelled at the sand. It's a pity that it still doesn't have the courage in the end, so it can only roar these words in its heart, and on the surface, it has to pretend to have a respectful expression, and follow the words of Shazi: "Dear Your Majesty, don't worry, although this artistic conception is ethereal and unreliable in the eyes of your power, it is enough to fool these stupid human beings." ”

"You'd better pray that things really go the way you say they are, or you'll ......" At this, Sand snorted coldly, revealing a [you know] expression.

In such a situation, the old turtle could only cry and shout loudly in his heart: "It is said that [Xiucai meets soldiers, it is unreasonable], my old turtle is even more sad than that Xiucai!" Nima, I'm a [coffee table], a big coffee table full of all kinds of [cups]......"

Seeing Zhou Xiaochuan just standing in place with his eyes closed, neither speaking nor moving, the people around him couldn't hold back their curiosity, and began to guess what he was doing.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, seeing that Zhou Xiaochuan was still like this, Zhao Can couldn't help it, and asked, "Zhou Xiaochuan, why are you just standing here with your eyes closed?" Didn't you say that you should show your hands and open our eyes? Could it be that you don't know how to write and calligraphy, but because you boast about Haikou, you don't know what to do for a while, so you put on such a strange pose? In his heart, he was already laughing loudly: "Look at you like this, most of you are scared silly, right?" Hmph, I'm going to see how you're going to get off this stage! Vice Dean Ma, just take a look, I, Zhao Can, will definitely avenge you! ”

Zhou Xiaochuan opened his eyes at this time, glanced at Zhao Can, who was full of sneers and smugness, and replied lightly: "What's the hurry?" Don't you know that before you paint, you have to think about it carefully? ”

"Brewing...... Brewing? ”

Zhao Can was choked by this sentence.

Do you really think you're proficient in painting and calligraphy? Brewing? Brewing your sister! You're clearly stalling for time, aren't you? No, I can't let this [annihilation] of yours succeed!

Thinking of this, Zhao Can sneered and asked, "I don't know how long Mr. Zhou is going to brew?" Could it be that you plan to brew until the dead of night when no one is watching? ”

"It won't take that long, I'm already done!" When Zhou Xiaochuan said this, his face was full of confidence. There is no reason for him not to be confident, and in just ten minutes, he has found the state of mind and state when he played the "Nature" song. At this moment, all that echoed in his head was the graceful melody of the "Nature" song.

At this moment, Zhou Xiaochuan, who appreciated the artistic conception of "Nature", was full of confidence.

"You're playing with me, aren't you?!" Zhao Can almost didn't get blown up, he was so angry that he couldn't care about his appearance anymore, and he gritted his teeth and snorted: "I asked you just now, and you said it was brewing." Now I ask you again, and you're done. You're brewing too fast, aren't you? It's clear that you're playing with me! Okay, okay, okay, I want to see what kind of garbage you're brewing with your pretending to brew! ”

Zhou Xiaochuan didn't seem to take Zhao Can's anger to heart at all, just waved at him and ordered, "Bring the paper!" ”

You're using me as a servant?!

Zhao Can, who was furious, did not break out, but calmed down. Although his face was still dark and ugly, he really went to get a piece of drawing paper and spread it on the painting table for Zhou Xiaochuan with his own hands. Of course, his heart was far from being as calm as it appeared on the outside, and he was roaring in a hysterical posture: "Boy surnamed Zhou, don't think I'm afraid of you. Now I'll put up with you for now, and I'll give you some color when your garbage is ready......"

Just when Zhao Can fantasized about his happy scene of mocking and ridiculing Zhou Xiaochuan, Zhou Xiaochuan's flat voice once again came to his ears: "Bring a pen!" ”

Zhao Can's anger, which he had managed to suppress, suddenly erupted, and he asked sharply, "Can't you tell you everything you need at once?" Do you have to make me run errands again and again? You're not going to be playing with me, are you? ”

"Playing with you? Scold...... Is that necessary? Zhou Xiaochuan glanced at him, with a hint of sarcasm in his flat tone: "Who told you to just take paper but not a pen?" How do I draw? Do you use your hands? ”

The surrounding onlookers suddenly laughed, not giving Zhao Can any face. Many of them have taken classes taught by Zhao Can, and once they can't answer the questions raised by Zhao Can, they will often be scolded, like 'You are a pig, you can't ask such a simple question?' Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have insulted the pig! 'What's on your neck?' Basketball? Well, just use your basketball to think about it. Almost all of them have been trained by Zhao Can. At this moment, seeing Zhao Can being taught by Zhou Xiaochuan with similar words, the students suddenly felt a kind of pleasure of revenge. didn't fall into the well, he was already giving Zhao Can a lot of face, how could he speak for him?

(The chasing soldiers are fierce, and the chrysanthemum is about to die, so ask for a monthly pass.) ）

(To be continued)