Chapter 139 King Lanling Enters the Battle Song

The examiners looked at Bai Lizhi standing on the podium with a calm expression, and couldn't help but become curious about the parents who could give birth to such an outstanding child.

This is how good the tutoring and guidance must be for such a young child to win such an outstanding award.

The awards presentation after the competition was broadcast live across the country. Bai Lizhi's beautiful face was glaring in front of the camera, which made netizens who stepped into the live broadcast behind hold their breath.

[The first place in this year’s competition is so beautiful. The camera is so close that you can’t even see any pores on his face. He is almost like a celebrity.”]

[Sure enough, people are more irritating than others. Even if they are good-looking, they are still so powerful. How can ordinary people like us live?]

[If it weren’t for the name clearly written on this live broadcast channel, I would have thought I was in the wrong place.]

[Who says it’s not the case? When I first came in, I thought I clicked on the wrong link.]

[Have you ever watched the introduction of the first place? From school to the finals, there are six first places. This is really a joke!]

[Holy shit! Are you so awesome?]

Bai Lizhi didn't know what the netizens said under the live broadcast channel. According to the instructions of the staff, she took the trophy from the organizer on the podium and bowed slightly towards the audience.

Not ninety degrees, but enough to show her politeness.

Next, is the talent show.

A six-meter long table was brought up, and Bai Lizhi handed over the painting tools to the staff early on.

The pens and ink had been placed, and Bai Lizhi took the scroll she had just given to them from the staff and stood at the end of the long table.

Seeing Bai Lizhi's posture, the breathing of those who knew Bai Lizhi's identity suddenly became heavier.

You know, except for that live broadcast, Bai Lizhi has never painted in public again. Judging from the length of the table that was brought up, she didn't know what the other party would draw.

Bai Lizhi put the scroll on the table and used strength with her wrist. The rolled scroll spread out on the long table and finally stopped because of its length.

The camera flew over the scroll and captured its scene into the lens.

It is a genre painting depicting the urban appearance of Bianjing in the Northern Song Dynasty and the living conditions of people from all walks of life at that time. The colors are elegant and the picture is long but not redundant, complex but not chaotic, tight and compact, and completed in one go.

This painting is so familiar that every time I think of the news that it was buried in a sea of ​​fire, I feel so heartbroken that I can't breathe.

Over the past hundred years, no one has tried to repaint this painting, but it always lacks the original feeling and feels like something is missing.

Some people attribute this to the choice of materials. After all, the way of painting has changed a lot over the past thousands of years, and ink painting is a type of painting that cannot be mastered overnight. If you want to paint well, it is not difficult in itself.

Low.

The long war left them no time to care about anything else, let alone cultivating their own little hobbies.

It is more accurate to describe that dark era as "all the people are in arms". Especially in the later period, when the Zerg Queen was killed, the war became more intense and intense.

The painting that Bai Lizhi took out, not only imitated 80% of the charm of the original painting, at least when the painting was captured by the camera and projected on the big screen, many people sitting in the front row were shocked.

stood up.

They walked anxiously, almost as if they were running, and hurried to Bai Lizhi's side. After a while, a circle of people gathered around the long table.

Bai Lizhi had already prepared the paint. She picked up the brush and soaked it in, then painted on the remaining blank space.

The people around him didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of disturbing Bai Lizhi and ruining this beautiful painting.

Bai Lizhi painted very quickly, and the remaining blank space half a palm long and half a meter wide was quickly filled with paint.

Those who have only heard of Bai Lizhi's name finally understand why Bai Lizhi has become the favorite of many people who love ink painting in such a short period of time.

With such superb and profound skills, not to mention people who love ink painting, even they couldn't help but be tempted and wanted to buy a painting from Bai Lizhi for a lot of money.

The painting "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" is like telling a story, which makes people immersed in it.

From the spring flowers blooming in the suburbs, to the climax of Hongqiao, to the lively but orderly streets, the immersive feeling is so strong that it is as if the spectators are right there, walking slowly, experiencing the joys and sorrows.

In order to perfectly reproduce this painting, Bai Lizhi looked at the original painting for several days and nights, restrained his creative desire, and then transferred the original painting to new silk in the same proportion.

Until Bai Lizhi put away his pen, the scene was still so quiet that a pin dropped. They looked at the scroll in front of them quietly, their trousers wrinkled with their hands that wanted to touch it.

The painting was finished, and for the sake of order on the field, the staff had to ask the excited people gathered around the long table to step down, leaving only Bai Li Zhi on top.

The long table can be adjusted, and the staff who went down also brought the painting tools. Bai Lizhi touched it under the table, and the long table stood up, displaying the 528.7 cm long painting in front of everyone.

Although Bai Lizhi did not finish the painting on stage, the display of the last part is enough to prove that the entire painting was created by her.

Compared with the previous first place, Bai Lizhi's performance was a dimensionality reduction blow, and naturally there was no default rule for fully expressing the work on stage.

Not to mention the length of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", just in terms of the time you have here, I'm afraid no one will be able to last until the moment Bai Lizhi finishes the painting.

And the reason why it is said to be the default rule is because this rule has never been written into the work display rules.

When the people who came up returned to their seats, Bai Lizhi said with a smile: "Thank you to the country for raising me, otherwise I would not have the opportunity to stand here. I want to dedicate this painting to the Chinese Painting Museum,

I hope the country will not dislike my humble work."

The result of a sudden smile for someone who doesn't laugh often is astonishing, and what's even more astonishing than this is what Bai Lizhi said with a smile.

Even an inexperienced person can see the difficulty of painting this painting and its high value, let alone the hand of a rising star in the overseas painting circle.

Bai Lizhi simply handed over the painting, which really shocked them.

Although Bai Lizhi's current reputation is not as good as that of older painters, the meaning of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" is by no means determined by the reputation of the painter.

A wave of warm applause rang out from below, marking the official end of this history knowledge competition.

Bai Lizhi left with the scroll in her arms, handed it over to the robot that came to collect the express delivery, and then packed up her things to return to Aeolus.

The live broadcast is open to the whole country. Although it is not watched by the whole people, the number of people is by no means comparable to the number Bai Lizhi had when he was at Blue Star.

Bai Li Zhi is not an extrovert at all. Compared to the bustling environment where everyone admires her, she prefers to be a snake quietly in the deep mountains and wild forests, listening to the sound of blooming flowers and running water.

In order to go home and stay alive, she was almost completely different from her past self.

If there was a demon who knew her, he would definitely suspect that Bai Lizhi was taken away by someone, otherwise why would she behave so arrogantly?

Unfortunately, when Bai Lizhi was halfway packing her luggage, someone suddenly came to her door.

The person coming was of high status, so Bai Lizhi had no choice but to put down what she was holding, go out to have a meal with the person, and discuss the purpose of the person coming to find her.

On the other side, Bai Yanmi looked at the words "Let's talk if we have anything to do" coming from Bai Lizhi in the group, covered her lips and coughed lowly.

"Are you okay?"

A tissue was pulled out and handed to Bai Yanmi. Bai Yanmi hesitated for a moment, but chose to take the tissue handed over by the other party.

"Thank you." She thanked him in a low voice.

The person opposite him said "tsk" impatiently, but the moment he spoke, he still suppressed his tone when speaking to the person under him, "Why are you thanking me? You must know that I was the one who hurt you."

There was always a lingering evil spirit in his obsidian eyes, casting a shadow over his handsome and handsome face.

Yan Ling was being chased by a group of people at the time. He wanted to lead them to a blind corner of the surveillance camera to deal with them. Unexpectedly, he turned around and bumped into Bai Yanmi, who was carrying a small gift bag.

Of course, Bai Yanmi, the character of Bingyangzi, was hit by the opponent on the spot. She hit the wall and even sprained her ankle.

Yan Ling only paused for a second or two before continuing to run forward. The group of people chasing after him, whose purpose was Yan Ling, ignored the white smoke on the ground and continued to chase.

After Yan Ling finished dealing with the group of troublemakers, he thought of Bai Yanmi who was hit by him and followed the alley to find it. Bai Yanmi held on to the wall with one hand and covered his chest with the other, moving forward at a turtle's speed.

Take three steps and rest for ten minutes.

Yan Ling frowned as he looked at it, but after all, it was because of him that the other person became like this. Yan Ling stepped forward and patted the other person on the shoulder. He was about to say to take the other person to the hospital when he met a pair of tearful eyes.

Yan Ling was choked up on what he wanted to say, and Yan Ling finally remembered what he wanted to say in the face of the other party's tearful questions.

Yan Ling took Bai Yanmi to the small medical clinic he often went to to deal with her injuries, without giving her a chance to refuse.

Looking at the large area of ​​scratched skin on the opponent's left arm, the red and swollen shoulder on the right, and the sprained left ankle, Yan Ling began to wonder how hard he had used to hit the opponent to make him become worse.

So miserable.

When a normal person is hit by him like this, the affected area will hurt for a period of time at most, instead of being like Bai Yanmi's whole body being bruised and purple, as if he had beaten her up.

I wanted to buy something when I went out, but I forgot that I also had Bai Yanmi, a road-crazy character. As I walked, I turned into an alley with no exit in sight.

She originally thought that if she couldn't find the exit again, she would call Jing Yunhan to pick her up, but unexpectedly she was hit by Yan Ling who suddenly rushed out.

There was no way his weak body could withstand such a strong force. If Bai Yanmi hadn't reacted quickly and moved to the side, he would have been knocked out by Yan Ling and rolled around a few times.

Of course she can repair the injuries on her body with demonic power, but no one is sure whether the person who hit her will suddenly come back. If the person who hit her saw the scene of her treatment, where would she start to explain?

Fortunately, Bai Yanmi did not treat herself, because Yan Ling, who had hit her, rushed back quickly, picked her up and ran to the hospital without saying a word.

During this period, Bai Yanmi said several times that he could take care of his injuries and asked Yan Ling to let him go, but Yan Ling didn't listen and called for a car and got in.

As a result, Bai Yanmi had no choice but to tighten her grip on the gift bag in her hand and look at Yan Ling warily. A suppressed cough escaped from her covered lips, and her pale little face was filled with reddening red.

Seeing Bai Yanmi's expression of treating him as a bad guy, Yan Ling had to slow down and explain: "I have no other intention. I am just taking you to deal with your injuries. If you are worried, just call 110."

Yan Ling had never coaxed a girl before. Facing the pitiful girl in front of him, he could only dryly break down what he had said before and say it again.

Even though he usually looks like a bastard, it's only against his enemies. It's impossible for him to use that trick on a girl like Bai Yanmi who can cry for a long time with just one punch.

After taking care of the injury, Yan Ling took Bai Yanmi to the nearest restaurant for a meal to apologize to him.

Yan Ling looked like a gangster and walked into the restaurant with a beautiful and pitiful girl. The waiter at the door almost thought Bai Yanmi was being threatened.

Fortunately, Yan Ling noticed the service staff's expression in time and stopped him from calling the security guard over.
To be continued...