For a calligrapher and painter, the hand can be said to be the most important. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If the hand is wasted, then this person's career as a calligrapher and painter may be completely over.

"What's going on?"

Maleonn didn't think it would be that simple.

Jian Jian pondered slightly, obviously Nalan Xiao had a good personal relationship with her.

"That year, Sister Nalan Xiao fought fiercely with Jin Longfei of the Jincheng Jin family until the last game."

"Because Sister Nalan Xiao has been using the Nalan family's ancestral fire dragon pen to fight hard with Jin Longfei."

"So when I finished the penultimate word, my hand was shattered by the intense heat."

"Not only did the final calligraphy and painting competition fail, but the hand could no longer be used as flexibly as before, and finally I completely gave up the way of calligraphy and painting."

Ma Liang nodded, and for a while, the scene of Gongsun Lan using Snow Wolf Hao and Nalan Xuan to fight quietly appeared.

The desire for victory is terrifying.

Ma Liang sighed with emotion and found that the contestants in the venue had begun to gather quietly.

Seeing this, Jian Jian hurriedly picked up Ma Liang and walked towards the center of the venue.

For a while, the eyes of desire that had been staring at Jian Jian also turned to Ma Liang.

Obviously, such an action as conciseness has helped Ma Liang pull a lot of hatred.

"What's wrong?"

Ma Liang was taken aback by the simplicity.

Jian Jian also knew that his movements were a little exaggerated, and spit out his silver tongue.

"The assessment meeting is about to start, I'm afraid you won't be able to register, so I'm a little anxious."

Ma Liang saw that this girl really had high hopes for herself, so she smiled helplessly and let her go.

Anyway, holding that soft and boneless jade hand, it feels good, and I really haven't touched any woman for so many years.

When Ma Liang and Jian Jian appeared in the competition room, many people heard a sigh.

Come to think of it, the name of the flower of Tang Feng Academy is indeed true.

Jian Jian didn't care about this, and pulled Ma Liang straight to the place where the calligrapher and painter assessed the registration.

There was a very young man sitting there, and when he saw that Jian Jian was actually pulling a man who looked very gentle, he said with a smile.

"Senior Sister Jianjian, who is this?"

Jian Jian naturally knew what he meant, and said with a dark face.

"Don't be poor with me, this is Ma Liang Ma Gongzi who participated in the evaluation of calligraphers and painters, quickly report my name."

The young man was said succinctly, and looked at Ma Liang.

"Okay, what about the letters of recommendation?"

Ma Liang handed the letter of recommendation that Jian Jian had given to the young man.

"No rating? Senior Sister Jianjian, does this guy want to start from the first level? ”

Concise and unpleasant words.

"What? No, Ma Gongzi is only 23 years old, so he shouldn't be old enough to limit participation. ”

When Ma Liang heard this, he was slightly stunned.

"Is there an age limit for this assessment?"

The young man smiled.

"That's not it, it's just that there are restrictions on this evaluation conference, and people over the age of 25 are not allowed to participate in the calligraphy and painting evaluation competition."

"After all, if all the old guys from the four major academies come out, this competition will not be possible."

Ma Liang nodded, it is true, so the people who appear here are all young juniors.

Seeing that the young man was done talking, Jian Jian urged.

"Can I sign up after that?"

The young man looked at the whole process with a black face on his face, but he smiled at Ma Liang with simplicity and trembling.

"Yes."

After speaking, Ma Liang's information was quickly registered.

"Ma Liang, a native of Tongcheng, the owner of a calligraphy and painting shop, has a rating of 0."

"Senior Sister Jianjian, the registration is complete, you take Ma Gongzi to prepare, the first round will start soon."

Nodding concisely, he finally gave the young man a smile and pulled Ma Liang out of the registration point.

"Are you still fierce?"

Ma Liang said with a smile.

Jane's face flushed slightly, and he said embarrassedly.

"The people of this calligraphy and painting association are very good at pretending, if you are not fierce, they will not help you so happily."

Ma Liang also deeply agrees, in modern times, those government departments do things like this, and they will never do it for you unless they are forced to do it.

Simplicity led Maleonn to a more crowded place, full of teenage faces.

Ma Liang can see that the expressions of these people are exactly the same as those of the candidates in the modern college entrance examination, and some of them are even holding some books and reciting them very hard.

Ma Liang stood in it, and suddenly had a feeling of standing out from the crowd, and soon attracted the strange eyes of some other people.

"Ma Gongzi, this is the scene of the first round of the competition, because you don't have a grade, so ......"

Ma Liang smiled and waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter, aren't they all admitted step by step, and I'm not a saint."

A simple and sweet smile.

"That's good, then I'll go up."

Ma Liang nodded, this conciseness was generous to let go of Ma Liang's hand, and walked quickly to the stands again.

"Hey, hey, is this guy here to participate in the assessment too?"

"I only came here at this age, even if I was rated as a first-class calligrapher and painter, I will give people a thank you letter in the second half of my life, which is really sad."

"But there's nothing wrong with this, it's better than not having a skill, a first-class calligrapher and painter is nothing in Tang City, but in the Iron City or Copper City, you can still survive."

"Well, after all, he is a calligrapher and painter, and it sounds good to say."

……

Ma Liang was speechless for a while, couldn't they see anything shining from themselves?

At this moment, on a stage in the middle of the venue, which was much higher than the venue, three people suddenly stood up.

Looking at the age of the three of them, they should be over 60 years old, and each of them has a kind of fairy wind and bones, the taste of a hermit master.

Ma Liang looked for a young student with oily hair and noodles next to him and asked.

"Hey, buddy, who are these three?"

The little student glanced at Ma Liang disdainfully, but still introduced Ma Liang.

"These three are the three elders of the Tangcheng Calligraphers and Painters Association, the third elder is desolate, the second elder is desolate, and the great elder is desolate."

"It is said that these three people already have the ability to surpass the fifth-level calligraphy and painting masters, and their strength is so strong that even the deans of the four major academies have to give three points."

Ma Liang nodded, at the beginning he knew that the level of this calligrapher and painter should not be more than level five.

Liu Xiangfeng of Tang Academy is said to be a fifth-level calligrapher and painter.

But what is drawn can only be eye-catching, but not shocking.

Therefore, Ma Liang knew that there must be a realm above these five levels, but he didn't know it now.

Of course, it's okay like this, after you get the level certification of a fifth-level calligrapher and painter, someone should naturally tell you.

Thinking of this, Ma Liang didn't think much about it, and set his eyes on the high platform like everyone else.

He looked down at the stage for a long time before he said aloud.

"First of all, welcome everyone to our annual event."

"This year's conference, as in the past, began to be evaluated by first-class calligraphers and painters, and successively rose to the fifth level."

"It's just ......"

When Huang Li said this, he suddenly paused, and then said a word, which made the entire audience boil.

"It's just that this time, the highest rating of calligraphers and painters is not level five, but ...... Level six. ”

PS: Yesterday was short of one change, and today I made up for it, three more, and the first one. Collect, collect, collect.