My Identity As A Schoolmaster Has Been Exposed

Chapter 156

From ancient times to the present, literati and scholars have loved bamboo. As a master of literature, Sun Jianhua is no exception, and he knows it very well.

“Bamboo clings to the stone. The two bamboos rise up from the ground. The branches are straight up, and the branches and leaves are luxuriant. They stretch to the upper end of the entire painting. It can be described as standing upright!”

“There is also the shade of ink. He uses his pen to be chic and smooth, rigorous and natural, and the pillars are upright and bony.”

“The bamboos of different ink colors show different levels of far and near.”

“The lines are sharp and powerful, and the pen and ink has become very delicate.”

“The heights are staggered, the shades are withered and the glory! The dots and the slightest are too subtle!”

“The overall painting style is fresh and beautiful, super dusty and refined!”

Sun Jianhua was full of praise for Xu Cong’s painting. Looking at Xu Cong’s painting, his eyes were full of blur.

“This, this, this is simply the strengths of everyone in Ronghuazhu!” Sun Jianhua said in a gloomy tone.

Qian Yuejiang also hurriedly stepped forward and whispered in his ear: “Lao Sun, this is a live broadcast! A live broadcast! This is a TV show.”

Sun Jianhua immediately returned to his senses and immediately apologized to the camera: “Some gaffes, sorry, sorry!”

Everyone knows how grandstanding is this, this is obviously shocked.

The two immediately returned to the judges’ bench. At this moment, Sun Jianhua turned his head and said: “Why didn’t you tell me! It made me not mentally prepared at all, I lost my mind!”

Qian Yuejiang was also suffering at this time and couldn’t tell. He didn’t know that Xu Cong’s painting was so fierce, so he could only say bitterly: “I only know his calligraphy skills, painting, I am true. I don’t know, he hides too deep, there is no wind at all!”

“Old Sun, don’t be angry! What did you find when you just watched Xu Cong’s painting?”

Sun Jianhua took a deep breath and shook his whole body before saying to Qian Yuejiang, “Zheng Banqiao, do you know?”

Qian Yuejiang nodded. Of course he knew that, and replied: “He is best at drawing bamboo, and the most famous is “Bamboo and Stone Picture”!”

Sun Jianhua pointed his finger at Xu Cong, and said to him: “On the top, there are manifestations.”

Qian Yuejiang’s eyes condensed, and a huge wave appeared in his heart again: “!!!”

Sun Jianhua said at this time: “Does Wang Shishen know?”

When Qian Yuejiang heard him asking like this again, he almost couldn’t sit still, and asked, “Is there a manifestation?”

Sun Jianhua was still staring at the painting on the stage, nodding meticulously.

“and also……”

Qian Yuejiang’s mentality collapsed when he heard these words, and almost shouted: “More?!”

I can’t believe it! I can’t believe it at all!!!

“Luo Pin, Tang Yin, Li Fangmao, Sun Kehong, these people’s bamboo styles are reflected in the painting above!”

Qian Yuejiang was dumbfounded, and said blankly: “Everything, all?”

“Hodgepodge? So complete to imitate?”

“Hiss…but he shouldn’t be ignorant. The fusion of the hodgepodge will make the whole picture look weird!”

Sun Jianhua narrowed his eyes and said mysteriously: “I think he did it on purpose, and he wanted to be so weird!”

“I was the closest to him just now, and I can see it most clearly. With his ease of feeling, and deliberately changing styles, it’s too contradictory!”

“Obviously Zheng Banqiao’s eclectic style is the smoothest, but it suddenly changed from Tang Yin’s!”

“The changes seem to be abrupt, but in his own body, it is so smooth!”

“For example, you just wrote regular script and suddenly turned into crazy grass. Are you used to it?”

Qian Yuejiang immediately shook his head. Someone would do that, and there would always be some mistakes and confusion.

Sun Jianhua said: “But he can!”

Lying! Lying! Lying! Damn it!!!

Qian Yuejiang’s brain is buzzing, this is a game!

This is the arena of the poetry convention, and the audience across the country is across from the camera!

Even if few people are watching TV, what about the live broadcast room?

Came here especially to watch this live broadcast?

At this time, there were more than 300,000 viewers in the live broadcast room, and all of them witnessed the birth of a Mozhu!

Everyone has seen Chinese painting, and has understood it more or less, but who has seen this painting be drawn out stroke by stroke?

Even the host was lost when he watched for a while, this is a game!

Live broadcast!

More importantly, there are two other players on the stage!

For a while, they all watched Xu Cong painting, as if they were completely engaged in it, and forgot to answer the question. The scene was very quiet for a while!

Xu Cong was silent, and everyone in the audience followed in silence. It was really silent. Everyone was witnessing the birth of a god painting.

No one is stupid!

Everyone sees it clearly. Some things are beautiful and there is no charm, so they will naturally not look at it more. But this artistic conception and charm can immediately make people’s eyes brightened, and even stunned.

Most of these students who love ancient poetry are very interested in ancient Chinese painting. And the intersection is still great.

So it’s no wonder they are, because they are also attracted by Xu Cong’s paintings. It’s no more reasonable to be attracted by things you like.

When Xu Cong finished painting and prepared to write poems, the scene was still silent. Xu Cong was puzzled. He turned his head and glanced at the crowd in the audience, and his heart was full of doubts.

At the same time, I glanced at the two contestants again, expressing puzzlement. My drawing was so obvious, why didn’t you say a word?

Rush to answer, in order to score, in order to be the champion, be the first, hurry up and answer!

Xu Cong, take a look around, look at what I do, and answer!

But, it just didn’t!

Their left and right attention was focused on Xu Cong’s paintings, and they were immersed, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

I f*ck!!!

Xu Cong is speechless!

Didn’t you tell me before that as long as I draw a little bit, these smart contestants will be madly rushing to answer?

You lie to me!

Your huge TV station is lying to me!

resignedly!

Xu Cong has finished painting this painting, he can only start writing, it is in regular script.

One stroke!

It is impossible for a literate person not to know each other.

“bite…”

This is the first word!

The combination of “bamboo” and “bite” is an individual who can guess the verses related to this painting!

Even the audience in the live broadcast room had guessed it, so someone started typing on the barrage: “Do you insist that Qingshan not relax?”

“Assume that Qingshan will not relax, Ligen is in the broken rock! It must be these two sentences! It must be!”

“We all guessed it, but you guys are rushing to answer! Quick! What are you doing in a daze?”

The audience is anxious for them, but what are these two people thinking at this moment?

It’s like there is a beautiful woman with a peerless face and a peerless body, washing gracefully in front of you. Are you in the mood to do other things? Are you in the mood to think about other things?

Nothing at all!

My mind is blank!

At this moment, they are like this, but Xu Cong’s words are almost finished, and the sentence “Definitely not relax…” is gone!

But one of the contestants still murmured, “I insist on Qingshan not to relax, good words, really good writing!”