Become a minister [Ancient and modern]

The wind of nature was refreshing, mixed with the fragrance of the green grass under their feet. When they returned, the two took another long way around and walked down the gurgling stream.Stepping on the wet grass by the river, listening to the sound of rushing water, Zhu Qiqi's inspiration really came up bit by bit.

Along the way, Chi Muan kept a moderate distance from her, so that she could see him from the side of her head, but it was not enough for any physical contact.

It was already two hours after Chi Muan took Zhu Qiqi for a walk.

The two returned to the calligraphy and painting practice room. Unexpectedly, Fang Ruyu was still here, with her back to the door, waving her right hand, and writing something with a brush.

As soon as Chi Muan entered, he saw the wrinkled and rolled paper balls behind her.After a slight observation, it was soaked with black ink.

Chi Muan asked Zhu Qiqi to sit down first: "Miss Zhu, what is the inspiration you found just now? You can draw it from what you think in your heart. You still don't need to elaborate, just draw a rough sketch. Waiting for you After the drawing is finished, I will teach you how to modify and polish it later."

But before that, the step of setting the layout for this painting must be done independently by the creator, Zhu Qiqi.

After Zhu Qiqi obediently held the drawing board and started drawing, Chi Muan stood up from the chair, walked behind Fang Ruyu, and picked up the ball of paper she left behind.

Chi Muan unfolded one, looked at it carefully for a while, and said with a smile: "Calligraphy is for self-cultivation and self-cultivation. When you write with a calm mind, you can write like a god. You should avoid impetuosity."

The voice was neither soft nor heavy, just enough for Fang Ruyu to hear.

Fang Ruyu stopped holding the pen, turned her head to look at her, saw that she was smiling and relaxed, and her already impetuous heart was full of disdain: "Do you know calligraphy?"

No matter how she looked at Chi Muan's appearance, he seemed to be playing with an ax at the door of the class, pretending to be mysterious.

How could this kind of person who is following the trend and climbing the ranks understand the essence of calligraphy.

"Know a thing or two." Chi Mu'an still smiled slightly, walked to the side of the long table, and watched the post she was writing.

Fang Ruyu's calligraphy is actually pretty good. She has some achievements, and she is diligent in practicing and hardworking, but she is too high-spirited, just like the few civil servants in her court who entered the officialdom at a young age and have a strong character.

Being self-sufficient and noble can be self-denying and self-cultivating, but it is easy to corrupt and cultivate one's character.

Just like Fang Ruyu's handwriting, the handwriting is like a person, and the traces outlined in thick ink are the reflection of her current state of mind and temperament.

Chi Mu'an glanced at the nameplate on her chest, smiled and said slowly: "Miss Fang's handwriting is so smooth, clear and unrestrained, unrestrained by the world, such a style of writing is very rare. It's just that it's more than elegant , lack of strength, has the attitude of being out of the world, but lacks the majesty of independence. There is fuel but no fuel in this fire, and there is something lacking in the end."

After finishing his speech, Fang Ruyu put down his pen and examined her with serious eyes.

Grandpa taught her calligraphy in the past, and he also commented on her in the same way. This is a problem she has had since she was a child.It was true that she was upset just now because she had practiced for a long time and still couldn't reach the goal she wanted in her heart.

Once she was silent, Chi Mu'an guessed what she was thinking in her heart, it was simply because he picked out every point of her sickness with his words and sentences.

"Haste is not speed, and things will be reversed. If Ms. Fang keeps on writing, I'm afraid she will only get further and further away from the goal in her heart." She smiled, speaking slowly.

Fang Ruyu was silent for a while, and asked her, "What do you think I should do?"

"Have you heard of Wu Gou?" Chi Mu'an asked back.

Fang Ruyu didn't understand why she suddenly mentioned this, but he still answered her: "I heard, it used to be a kind of cold weapon."

Chi Muan nodded, picked up the pen on his right hand, and dipped some ink into the inkstone: "What you write with the pen is not words, but what you think in your heart. Miss Fang, have you ever seen a battlefield where war horses neigh? Cloud, if the brush is drawn here, it should be an iron painting horizontally, and a silver hook when left aside..."

Every time Chi Muan wrote down his pen, he would explain the essence of it to her in detail. After writing a couplet, the inkstone in the inkstone had just run out.

She put down her pen and turned her head to see Zhu Qiqi looking at her with incomparable admiration, holding the drawing board and forgetting to move.

Chi Muan smiled lightly and nodded to her, Zhu Qiqi quickly put her head down again, and continued to paint vigorously, thinking that she should finish the painting quickly and accept the guidance of the great god.

Fang Ruyu stood on the spot, staring at the post that Chi Muan had just finished writing, deep in thought.

"Miss Fang, please help yourself." Seeing that she had already gained something, Chi Muan left on his own.

For the rest of the time, Chi Mu'an has been teaching Zhu Qiqi to modify the lines and touches of the painting. Although Zhu Qiqi's painting skills are a little shallow, she is somewhat short and strong. Compared with those experienced painters, Victory lies in being more aura.

Reiki is something that will be consumed by grinding, it will never return, and it is hard to come by.

However, Chi Muan appreciated the inspiration in Zhu Qiqi's painting very much, and believed that she would be able to pass the competition smoothly.

As the sun set, Fang Ruyu didn't intend to stay overnight with the program team, so she packed her things and left.When she was leaving, she folded the piece of rice paper that Chi Mu'an had finished writing and put it in her bag, and said a special thank you to her when passing by.

This came from the bottom of her heart, at least in terms of her calligraphy skills, she admired Chi Mu'an very much.

Zhu Qiqi was worried that she would be eliminated in the game the day after tomorrow, but now she was lucky enough to meet a master like Chi Muan, and also heard that Chi Muan would stay in the dormitory here at night, so she made a decisive decision without saying a word I'm not going home tonight either.

However, when Fang Ruyu left, Zhu Qiqi watched her disappear, and still couldn't help asking Chi Muan: "Why did you take the initiative to teach her just now?"

Zhu Qiqi is not jealous, but simply too curious.

This Fang Ruyu's initial look, no matter how you look at it, is to express disdain for Chi Muan.This is disrespectful, so why teach her?

Chi Muan shook his head indifferently, and said with a smile: "It's not that she doesn't respect me, but she's a literati at heart, and she's a bit noble. In fact, she's a piece of jade, talented but lacking in refinement. I'm just going along with the flow and treating her slightly. Add pointers."

After hearing her explanation, Zhu Qiqi couldn't help sighing, feeling that every word she said was unpredictable and rich in philosophy.

But the same thing, when Chi Muan told Jiang Morean at night, Jiang Morean burst out laughing and said to her: "You are the emperor's sick."

Chi Muan smiled, noncommittal.

Two days later, the first game since the program started is about to kick off.

The calligraphy and painting area had the least number of people, only thirteen people, so it was placed at the top of all competitions in the division.

The thirteen contestants came to the stage and stood in front of their own small table, and briefly introduced themselves one by one. Submitted works will be graded by the judges.

As soon as the show started, the bullet screen was filled with words of cheering and anticipation one after another, all of which were gathered by countless enthusiastic audiences scattered all over the place.

Much like idle nonsense, but exceptionally harmonious.

Because the thirteen contestants in the calligraphy and painting area are all unknown newcomers, there are no fanatical fans crazy to bring their own rhythm, and there is no fan group tearing each other up over a trivial matter.

Most of the cheers on these bullet screens are not named, only occasionally, a few words of "XX come on" with the name in front of them will float.

For example, when Jiang Momian saw the line "Stay strong, Hanhan" buried in the barrage, he knew they were encouraging Chi Muan.

In addition, Jiang Momian, who had been staring at the phone screen, caught a few other words with sharp eyes.

"Chi Hanhan is quite cute, I hope she doesn't get out too early."

"Ah, it's not easy to have a face I like, Chi Mu'an must not be eliminated here, and I don't know if she is good at painting or not."

"Bless Chi Mu'an, bless Zhu Qiqi, I hope that the two of them will advance together, instead of returning home for both of them. To be honest, I'm a little worried."

What does it mean to hope that Chi Muan won't be eliminated?

Look, is this a human language?

Can't you say that you hope she can get a good ranking?

Jiang Momian looked at their bullet screen with contempt, and continued to watch while contemptuous, deeply feeling that this group of people is really blind.

In front of the camera, Chi Mu'an will always be that confident and calm smile, as if he is very sure that he will only win but not lose.

And Chi Muan really thought so in his heart.Although she never despised anyone, she also had great confidence in herself and would never stop there.

On the other hand, Zhu Qiqi, compared with the nervousness and timidity of the day before, looked relaxed and happy today, and she showed a sweet and lovely smile to the camera, sweetening the audience in front of the screen who were overflowing with maternal love.

The program group has done a very good job of attracting attention and retaining the audience. For example, although the competition has started now, the audience can see that each contestant is earnestly completing the work in their own position, but they cannot see their specific paintings. What is written, what is written, and where is the progress.

Because there is a baffle placed on the left and right sides of each small table, which just blocks everyone's sight, leaving only space for the contestants to complete their works.

After all, there are no cameras on the ceiling.

As long as the end time of the competition is not up, and before each contestant begins to show their works, the audience in front of the screen will never be able to see what these contestants have drawn and written, and who is superior in skills.

Everyone can only stay in this live broadcast room, eagerly and curiously looking forward to it, and then in the process of waiting for the result, make some predictions for each player in front of the camera.

It is obvious that among the thirteen people, ten of them are holding the drawing board and writing.Among the remaining three, two were using a brush to dip the inkstone, and they were writing calligraphy without thinking about it.Chi Muan was also holding the brush, but next to her were various paints and a basin of clear water.

Chi Mu'an dipped a little color, and began to draw on the paper, then dipped the pen tip in water, cleaned it, and then dipped it in another color to paint again.Her movements are flowing and natural, never stagnating or stopping.

On the way, a staff member came to help her change the water a few times before Chi Muan stopped and said thank you.

Compared with most people holding drawing boards, it is of course the other three rare contestants holding brushes that attract the attention and curiosity of the audience.

And among these three people, Chi Mu'an's traditional Chinese painting is the most eye-catching.

After all, this kind of thing is very rare, and it is rare to find someone who can draw Chinese painting out of a crowd of thousands of people, let alone in this kind of star-making show competition.

Many people's eyes were fixed on Chi Muan.

It's unbelievable that this contestant, who was so dumb in the previous episode, can draw Chinese paintings?Look at that brushwork, that chic and flowing movement, it is simply a standard master's demeanor!

No way?No way?

There have been more and more discussions about Chi Muan on the barrage as time goes by. Some people are guessing whether she is really hiding something, or is a professional player who has studied Chinese painting since childhood. Of course, there is another guess, that is The drawing paper she had blocked in the three partitions had turned into a paint slab, and her actions were just bluffing to gain attention, but the truth was that the actual painting was unsightly.

Many netizens also agree with the second guess. After all, there are so many dark horses in this world. In the previous issue, this person didn't look very smart.

Regarding this, the fans on the wall who have already fallen in love with Chi Muan's face directly counterattacked: "You are right, if she is really pretending, then she should be able to debut directly as the champion! After all, this is the last actor selected For the show, if she can act so similarly now, what's the competition~~"

The yin and yang strangeness directly triggered a vigorous scolding battle in the barrage.

As the person being discussed by the topic, Chi Muan is oblivious to everything in the outside world, and concentrates on his own painting. When tracing the eyebrows and eyes on the paper with a fine brush tip, Chi Muan's eyes are like spring water rippling, full of joy The flow of tenderness reflects the most beautiful scene in the world.

Others were busy scolding and didn't see it, but Jiang Momian could see it clearly.

This is obviously immersed in his own painting, what is so beautiful in the painting?

Jiang Momian thought about the emoticons she usually used for chatting, and guessed that it was about the first birth of spring water, the first blooming of spring forest, or the beautiful scenery of small bridges and flowing waters.

Chi Mu'an is really narcissistic to be able to immerse himself in it after painting.

Thinking of this in his heart, Jiang Moren became more and more curious about what Chi Muan painted.

Many viewers stared at the live broadcast room, also waiting for the answer to be revealed.

Seeing that the time was only 5 minutes away from the end of the competition, the host walked around the competition field, roughly taking a look at the works completed by each contestant.

When he saw Chi Muan, the host was slightly stunned for a moment, but he was experienced, and he always had that smile in front of the camera that made the audience unable to see his thoughts.

The host smiled and walked out of the venue again, and a staff member was called from the backstage to whisper something in his ear.

One minute before the end of the competition, the judges received a note from the director calling for someone, and it was sent into their hands out of sight of the camera.

The note unfolded under the table in the blind spot of the camera, and all four judges saw the words written on it.

"Let No. 95 contestant Chi Mu'an show his work for the last time."

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