It seems that this is not only a rich boy!

I love calligraphy, painting... Maybe they can add a rare confidant and friend, now let them go all out to meet friends with books and paintings!

The scholar and Danqing met their gazes, nodded thoughtfully, and then began to go all out to show their best level.

No matter what they think, Yi Yan is serious about painting... However, when he picked up the paintbrush, he felt the shadow drift in his mind again.

Shaking his head, this time he was going to paint the beauty of the lakeside... Suddenly, a new idea seemed to pop into his head... Immediately, my mind began to simulate the surrounding scenes, the lakeside, the pink trees... The gazebo next to the river... One of the painters...

After the idea was completed, Yi Yan started to write directly, saying that his way of painting is not the same as ordinary people, ordinary people pay attention to how to use the pen to draw their favorite patterns... And Yi Yan is to let the pen adjust the degree of softness and hardness through internal force directly formed... He can also inject internal forces into the ink... Let him control the condensation of the ink... A brush he can use to the extent of a modern pencil, fountain pen ...

It's like printing directly... Copy the scene in your mind exactly on paper... In this age when there are no photographs, this is undoubtedly the most perfect picture... Except that it's black and white... But Yi Yan stubbornly relied on the mutual adjustment of black, white and gray, forming a colorful feeling.

Then he wrote a poem in the blank space next to it, and the font was flowing smoothly... Like a smooth stroke... But every word is not so unrecognizable...

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival to think of relatives, know the future like a golden dragon, but no one knows it...

A simple poem can be regarded as expressing his current mood... Chinese New Year's Eve is coming... He's been in this world for almost three or four months... It's a pity that there is still no one who can tell the truth...

Call... To be honest, compared with the previous exercises, today's drawing and writing have a rare feeling of comfort.

Alas, sure enough... Compared to forcing yourself to practice painting and calligraphy... It's still this kind of feeling, and you can only soothe your body and mind by thinking about drawing and writing on your own.

Looking at the two people who were still writing and painting, Yi Yan didn't bother and left quietly... When both of them finished their work, they found that their fans had long since disappeared, and there was no trace of them.

And Yi Yan was rarely comfortable, as for the scholar and Danqing, he was going to get to know each other just now, but now it's a little troublesome, and he's too lazy to get to know him.

Let's talk about it later... Sure enough, it was the right choice to go out for a walk, and now I'm in a much better mood... Where to go next?

At this moment, Yi Yan's ears moved, and he seemed to hear a beautiful piano sound... There are probably only two people who can play the piano in this place, one is the fairy sound of the Valley of Forgotten Worries, and the other is the flawless son of the Valley of Freedom... But it's so wonderful, there should only be fairy sounds...

Anyway, what's going on? It's hard to come out and go shopping, how can I meet so many people who forget their worries...

Listening to the sound of the piano quietly, Yi Yan didn't get closer, just quietly appreciating...

This is not the songs in the game, for those who learn the rhythm, it is a beautiful and beautiful song to play casually, and the song that Xianyin is playing at this moment, Yi Yan doesn't know what the name is... But he felt a hint of loneliness in it... There seems to be a feeling that a confidant is hard to find, and a soulmate is hard to find...

That's right... Since there is no way to talk about him, it seems to be a good idea to express his emotions through music.

Speaking of this, Yi Yan didn't care about his cooperation, he just sat cross-legged... I took out a long violin from my bag... Let's use the green piano...

But Yi Yan didn't know what kind of music he should play, he just slowly remembered how he had felt when he came to this world... Confusion, worry and fear when you first enter this world... But there is also a hint of surprise in the world of martial arts...

When he found out that he had the surprise of having a golden finger, and found that he could have the ability to change the world, the vast and majestic momentum, meaning that Yi Yan's feelings bounced out of his hand, he began to plan, he began to calculate... wants to predestined the ending from the beginning and achieve the perfect ending he wants.

However, it backfires, and he gradually discovers that he doesn't seem to be omnipotent... It is not an easy task to achieve his goal.

After some melancholy, he picked himself up again, after all, he already had a super high start, so why should he fail?

Then he made it to his first station... Met her too... Full of joy... Heal her, think about her... But her performance always made him feel immediate, and he couldn't figure it out, until he completely broke up not long ago... Caught up in a hesitation again... Lonely... It's hard to find a true confidant now...

After a song, the whole forest is calm again... In the distance, where the fairy sound was playing, there seemed to be no sound anymore...

Music has such a little benefit, no matter how much he says, it is just a mood for others, a mood, and the original meaning can only be guessed and inferred within the most reasonable range...

Put the piano away and quietly leave again...

Where are you going next? Do you want to go and see the Valley of Freedom? Dongfang Weiming, that kid doesn't know if he still remembers him...

And not long after Yi Yan left... A shadow suddenly appeared here... Xianyin looked around... She was sure that the sound of the piano just now came from here, but unfortunately it had already disappeared from the empty building...

Xianyin's face, which never showed too much emotion, actually had a little melancholy at the moment, and then she wanted to start and go back... But he didn't take two steps, and suddenly he turned in another direction and headed towards the pavilion by the lake...

However, when she came to the pavilion, she saw Danqing and the scholar staring at a painting as if they were fascinated.

casually stroked the long piano, and with the sound of the piano, the two who were enchanted suddenly regained consciousness.

"Oh, fairy girl!" The two of them who regained their consciousness just said hello when they saw the fairy-like fairy sound in front of them, and then continued to admire the painting...

Xianyin took a closer look, and was immediately full of surprise, although she didn't know much about painting, but this beautiful picture in front of her was like a photo... Anyone with eyes can tell how good the person who painted this picture is...