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Shanse Gongtan flowers.

The color of the mountains and pottery is unique.Liuxiang painted pottery, its color is like a demon.These are the only two sentences about Shansegong that have been handed down in the world.When most of the opponents started to paint the clay pots, Tan Hua added water to the inkstone without haste, squeezed the ink ingots and ground them slowly.The Danshui drifted with the waves in the inkstone, forming a vortex, like a memory going back...

"Master, Master, they all have red dots on their eyebrows! I want it too."

"Okay, master will give Xiao Tan some red spots. Okay... now! It must be more red than theirs, hahahaha..."

Master... Liu Xiang's voice and smile appeared in his mind, and Tan Hua suddenly pressed his heart, breathing hard.He dipped the pen into the red ink that had been well-done, and wiped it across his fingertips to test the color.It is about to drip.

"Xiao Tanhua, come here. Come, sit on my lap. Today I will teach you how to distinguish different pottery colors."

"Master, Atai Xiaojing and the others know how to knead things. I want to learn how to knead mud first..."

"As a disciple of Shansegong, you must first learn to distinguish colors. Shansegong Taose is unique, hasn't anyone heard of it?"

"No... I rarely hear people say that we are Shansegong."

"...That's because we are low-key, we are not proud!"

"Oh……"

"Remember, you must not be proud!"

"Yes! Master!"

"...Master will definitely make you proud of Shan Segong."

"Huh? Are you proud or not proud?"

"Talking! Follow me quickly."

Tan Hua turned pale, endured the pain in her chest, and began to pour the adjusted three colors into the three-color grid.Now that I am in the Jiangnan Taojian Arena, the memories are hard to stop.I think Liu Xiang sharpened his sword for ten years in order to become a blockbuster on Tao Jian.It's a shame that I die before my ambition is fulfilled.Shan Segong missed the best opportunity to rise.Tao Seyi is definitely not as good as a flash in the pan...

"Ahem..." Tan Hua couldn't hold back her cough, and hastily put down the ink stick and covered her mouth with her hands.Fortunately, at this time, the gong sounded to remind the game that the time was coming, suppressing Tan Hua's coughing panting.When the gong stopped, she looked up again, and saw Ling Xiaolou on the opposite viewing platform with a worried expression.Tan Hua twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled at her, swallowed the fishy sweetness in her throat, and picked up the ink ingot again.

Xiaolou... Master didn't say any grudges before he died, but only said that he wanted me to take good care of you.In fact, it is you who have been taking care of me... I am better than my master. Although my body is getting heavier, I can still stand on this Tao Jian.Master, I will help you fulfill your lifelong wish...you are my pride...

Tan Hua rolled up the sleeves of her robe and wiped off the sweat from her face.He took out a small square box from his pocket.Open the square box, there is half a box of black powder.Lightly pick your fingertips, dip your hands in the powder, and sprinkle it into the three color grids finely.

The gong sounded again, and the game was almost over.Tan Hua grabbed the brush, licked up the red color, and smeared it on the clay pot.Three colors of red, the same cinnabar, although they are different, they are all as thick and beautiful as blood, silently expressing so much bitterness and pain.

With two horizontal strokes and three strokes, the brown clay pot is gradually covered with three red stripes.Tan Hua's face was pale, her lips trembled, but the movements of her hands were fast but not chaotic.The pain in the chest has been a long time, and the fishy sweetness in the throat is hard to suppress, but how can I not finish the last few strokes!

when!The gong strikes for the third time, and the game is over!Tan Hua put down the last pen, a mouthful of blood was sprayed on the table, and then her body fell backwards.

"Tan Hua!" Cai Xiaowen, who was standing next to her, was quick-eyed, moved over to put her arms around her, and knelt down on the ground. "What's wrong with you?!"

Seeing Tan Hua fall down, there was commotion on the high platform of the spectators in the arena.Some potters who were familiar with Tan Hua gathered around her without caring about handing over their pots.

"Senior Sister!" With a scream, Ling Xiaolou turned somersaults from the viewing seats into the arena, and grabbed the crowd with both hands: "Senior Sister!"

Cai Xiaowen was still holding Tan Hua, and seeing Ling Xiaolou coming, he hurriedly said, "Tan Hua suddenly vomited blood, she... ah!" Ling Xiaolou ignored her at all, and snatched Tan Hua from her arms. Come out, hug yourself tightly, and call out anxiously: "Senior sister, senior sister!"

"Xiaolou..." Tan Hua weakly opened her eyes, and a faint smile emerged from the corners of her mouth.She struggled to raise her hand, still clutching the box of powder she had used just now: "Master exhausted all his efforts...the toner created...I, I finally represent Master...for Master..."

"Stop talking! Stop talking..." Ling Xiaolou hugged Tan Hua tightly: "I'll help you to rest..."

"Wait! I want to hear the result..."

What suspense can there be?The three reds made by Shanse Gongtanhua are bright crimson red, bright crimson red and bright vermilion, which exactly meet the requirements.Not only that, the color of these three reds painted on the clay pot is different from the reds seen before, it is long and long, although the color moves under the sun, it seems to be alive!The Tao masters present were all convinced, and together with the people watching the game, they applauded Tan Hua who was so tired that he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and on the stage Miss Dou sat next to President Tao Hui.She was condescending, staring at Tan Hua, smiling warmly, and said to the president: "I have heard that the color of Shansegong Liuxiang pottery is like a demon. It is a pity that I couldn't participate in it. Today, Shansegong disciples are sick and participating in the exhibition. Liu Xiang The style of painted pottery. From now on, it is difficult to say that the color of pottery is like a monster. It should be beautiful like a fairy. I am Yixing pottery, it is not easy. That Yufeng pottery, I don’t see anything special."

The president saluted, and said with a modest smile: "Miss, I'm honored." After speaking, he gave the master of ceremonies a wink.The master of ceremonies understood, walked to the high platform and said loudly: "Everyone has worked hard, you can take a break. The last competition will be three days later. The rules this year are slightly different from previous years. The pottery you will make must be purple sand pottery."