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"Lao Qing, when did you accept a female disciple?"

On the judges' bench, Sangsang's painting was turned around in the hands of several teachers, the old man sitting next to Mr. Qing asked with a smile, and several other teachers immediately stopped discussing and pricked up their ears.

This sentence, they have wanted to ask for a long time.

It's just that Mr. Qing is a national treasure in the Danqing School, although they are also called "masters" and "masters" outside, but in the calligraphy and painting world, they can only be regarded as entering the house, and they are still far from reaching the peak, and they dare not be presumptuous in front of Mr. Qing.

The old man who spoke was different, he was similar in age to Mr. Qing, and he also studied under the same teacher, and he had a great friendship. and Mr. Qing, one is good at freehand landscapes, and the other is good at painting flowers and birds, and they are both grandmaster-level figures in their respective fields.

Originally, a small intermediate class student upgrade assessment did not need to alarm the two old people, but the two old people happened to be online, and I heard that the person who assessed the assessment was called "Red Leaves", Mr. Qing took the initiative to ask to participate, and Mr. Yan also joined in the fun after hearing about it.

The old gentleman was stroking his beard and smiling, looking at the book in his hand and shaking his head.

"Lao Qing, don't pretend to be behind your ears, last time I came to Lancer, and said that you accepted a teenage girl, and the people's hearts and paintings have entered the door, and you still deny it, this time the painting is evidence, but you can't rely on it. Mr. Yan shook the picture of the four gentlemen in his hand: "Look at the idea of this composition, look at the brush, look at the coloring...... Obviously, it was poured out of your mold, and the realm of heart painting is higher than that of those little guys who have studied for seven or eight years under my sect. ”

"Her Danqing has really studied for less than half a year. Mr. Qing put down the manuscript, but he did not deny that Sang Sang was his disciple.

In fact, he was still confused, when he saw him for the first time, it was obvious that Sangsang seemed to be very familiar with him, and once made him suspect that it was the unfilial son of the family who left his granddaughter who stayed outside to come to the door, and when he turned around, he found that it was not. Although Sangsang rarely uses the Internet, he is serious about learning and making rapid progress. The understanding of the heart painting is even more like divine help, it is simply a candidate for apprenticeship from heaven, and it doesn't matter what the identity is in reality.

"Half a year?" Mr. Yan's little eyes instantly lit up like two light bulbs.

The teachers who were watching were stunned.

Danqing Academy uses a virtual reality system, although it can't be said that what you learn online can also be learned in reality. But on the other hand, what skills can be done on the Internet in reality? Although it is an exaggeration to jump from the beginner class to the advanced class in half a year, it is not uncommon for the other party to have a foundation in reality, and even studied from a famous teacher for many years.

But now Mr. Qing said that the other party did not bring art to school. It's really only half a year since I learned Danqing, so this talent is amazing.

Calligraphy and painting are arts, which require spirituality and talent, and it is impossible to become a master by hard practice.

Good seedlings!

The eyes of everyone looking at Sang Sang became hot, but they soon turned into regret. No matter how good the seedlings are, they are someone else's, and they don't dare to rob Mr. Qing.

Mr. Yan didn't have this scruples, so he immediately touched his beardless chin and gave Sang Sang a new exam question - painting a painting of flowers and birds. There is no restriction on the theme.

There is soundproofing between Sang Sang and the judges' seat, naturally I don't know what the other party is discussing about her, the exam paper has been handed in, but suddenly a new task is issued, I feel strange, but I still picked up the pen and paper and began to conceive.

When she painted a healing flower card for the Emperor of Heaven, she used Gongbi flowers and birds, and at this time time was urgent, so she did not think deeply, and directly painted a previous work.

"The old saying. You can teach people, but you are exempt from the title of master and apprentice. She, I've taken a fancy to her. The old gentleman was still holding the book and gesturing.

"Forget it, the landscape you're best at is too hard for a girl. It's not as good as my flowers and birds, you continue to teach the heart painting, and it's better for her to learn from me. Mr. Yan was full of confidence.

"Who said that women can't paint landscapes, you can see by looking at this line of books that this child has a big heart. The ancient Wang body Yan body Su body, the ancient Xia body Meng body. She wants to gather the strengths of a hundred schools......"

"I'll take a look, it's not easy, where did she find so many good calligraphy, I only have a few ancient characters, she is more complete than me......"

Bai Shu and Xiao Xin held hands, biting their ears and whispering.

"Your master is so powerful, Teacher Qing and Teacher Yan are the two best teachers we have here, and they both want to accept your master as an apprentice. ”

"Of course, my master is the best. ”

Sang Sang painted a simple "Milk Swallow Casting into the Forest", the bird is a new swallow, and the forest is a bamboo forest. Such a combination is very common in the world of calligraphy and painting, and almost everyone has painted it when Danqing was introduced. But the more common it is, the more difficult it is to draw something new, and the easier it is to see the depths.

"Twilight is approaching, the chaffinch's nest, it's time to go home...... Oops, this student can't wait to join me, old and young, you lost. Mr. Yan laughed with Sangsang's new work.

"I'm sorry, although it was your question, but she was going to give me this painting. Mr. Qing smiled and snatched the painting and beckoned to Sangsang.

"I don't believe it!" Mr. Yan opened the phone and hurriedly followed Sang Sang, who was approaching, and asked, "Red leaves, you say, who is this painting for?"

Sang Sang pursed his lips, laughed, and bent down towards Mr. Qing: "Teacher Qing." ”

Mr. Qing raised his hand and squinted at Mr. Yan, with a twitch in his eyes, and a slight smugness.

Mr. Yan opened his mouth, snorted coldly, and walked away.

"Lao Yan's temper is really getting bigger and bigger. The old gentleman smiled and shook his head.

Sangsang's upgrade is already a sure thing, and Mr. Yan's departure doesn't have much to do with it.

Next, Mr. Qing pointed out the shortcomings in Sangsang's works, awakened some misunderstandings in her heart painting, and then the two confirmed the master-apprentice relationship. Xiao Xin handles the arrangement of classes and the registration of information, and all Sang Sang has to do, in addition to studying with Mr. Qing, is to deal with new classmates.

Mr. Qing has a special identity in Danqing Academy, although he has a good temper, only if someone asks, he will give serious advice, but there are very few people who really become his disciples, at least Sangsang this time, she is the only one, which makes people jealous.

Fortunately, people who can become students of Danqing Academy are obsessed with art, even if they are jealous, they are very graceful, and they have seen Sangsang's paintings, confirming that she has strength and talent higher than ordinary people, and they are convinced, and things like suppression and rejection have not happened. But because of Sangsang's beautiful face, there are often male classmates who are courteous.

Although Mr. Yan left on the spot of the assessment, a few days later, when Sangsang was studying with Mr. Qing, he came in again, regarded himself as Sangsang's teacher, and pointed out Sangsang's fine brushwork, and Mr. Qing was also happy to see it.

It's just that the two old people don't often go online, sometimes for three or five days, sometimes for seven or eight days, and only come once, which inevitably delays Sangsang's learning progress, but tells Sangsang their contact number and actual address.

"Although it is convenient on the Internet, but calligraphy and painting still need to be practiced more in reality, if you have questions, or have painted a work that you are satisfied with, you can mail it over, we have nothing to do to give you comments and comments. ”

"Thank you, teacher, I understand. ”

Sang Sang looked at the address of the ink garden left by Mr. Qing, and his eyes were a little hot.

Her life in the Sang family is definitely not satisfactory.

Sang Jue pushed Sang Sang into the water because of his own initiative last time, and was later scolded by Sang Shuwen, plus he was splashed with wine at the banquet that day and lost his face, he was in a bad mood and became angry with Sang Sang. The people in Fanhuayuan were not allowed to ignore her, and they also borrowed her bodyguards, and the kitchen also received his orders, and the meals prepared for Sangsang were worse than others, and even in school, others were not allowed to play with Sangsang.

Sang Jue thought that this was revenge on Sangsang, but she didn't know that she was in Sangsang's arms, no one paid attention to her, and she was more comfortable.

The Emperor of Heaven once wanted to trouble Sang Jue for this, but was stopped by Sang Sang. Later, he played role-playing games too seriously, which gradually affected his character in reality, but he was not as impulsive as before, although he was not stable, but he was a lot more mature.

All in all, Sang Sang returned to the Sang family for a month, participated in several family banquets, and saw Sang Shuwen's five faces, she didn't do anything, and the Emperor didn't cause any trouble, her life was dull, as if she could live like this forever.

But Sangsang understood that this was the calm before the storm.

Sang Shuwen attaches great importance to "Milky Way Starry Sky Map", and falls asleep with the painting every night. In the past, after using mental power, I liked to replenish and recover with medicinal agents, but now I look directly at paintings. Because he found that after his mental power was exhausted, he used the painting to recover, and the speed of improvement was faster than usual.

He didn't know that the spiritual power recovered from the painting, although the color remained unchanged and there didn't seem to be anything abnormal, the dark seed had quietly invaded his spiritual core along with the spiritual power, and was thriving.

Depression will erupt first, followed by emptiness, irritability, despair, and pain!

It won't take long.

Sang Sang counted the days, Sang Shuwen had been getting the "Galactic Starry Sky Map" for several months, although he did not always put it on the spot, but the time to face the painting also exceeded the hundred hours of the successful invasion of the Dark Seed, and nearly five hundred hours. And among his subordinates, some of his closest henchmen were successfully invaded by the Dark Seed.

In fact, Sang Shuwen has already been influenced by painting.

Absolute self-confidence, as well as absolute calmness in the layout, not as unpredictable and irritable as before.

There may not be many people who are aware of this, but Sang Shuwen himself knows it very well.

However, the impact is positive, Sang Shuwen is very happy to accept it, and his subordinates are also happy that their boss has changed for the better.

"The seed is about to germinate, and it only needs a fuse......"

Sang Sang folded his hands to count the days, watering the bonsai on the balcony with his own hands, with a smile on his face.

At the same time, Sang Shuwen, who had just returned to Sang Zixing from the field after completing the inspection, walked into the main house with a tired expression, not from the body, but from the soul.

"Your Majesty, do you want to take a bath?" the butler asked intimately.

Sang Shuwen nodded, his mood is inexplicably low these days, and he can't do things anymore.

"Maybe it's been too quiet lately......"

Sang Shuwen got up after taking a bath, his body was more comfortable, but his mood was still very heavy, and he decided to take a look at the painting.

The butler knocked on the door suddenly, his tone urgent.

"Your Majesty, something has happened!"

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