When Wang Xiaoqiang wrote the poem, Ye Junqing and Tian Yunyi stared at it tightly. After the poem was completed, the two girls savored it carefully, and then they were all stunned.

After reacting, Tian Yunyi clapped her hands and shouted, "Okay, this poem is simply amazing. The first two lines are a bit like plain drawings, symmetrical and rhyme. The two lines behind are particularly vivid. A small house by the river, a few weeping willows outside the house, two orioles are singing on the willow tree, a line of egrets flew by the sky, a person standing inside, looking through the window and the door at the boats in the river... Haha, looking at this poem, a picture has appeared in my mind. This poem is so picturesque. If it is drawn, it must be a very beautiful picture..."

Although Ye Junqing did not applaud, from the expression on her face and the slightly luminous look when she looked at Wang Xiaoqiang, it can be seen that she has great appreciation and love for this poem.

Without saying a word, she picked up the brush and started painting on the large piece of rice paper where Wang Xiaoqiang wrote the poem.

As Tian Yunyi said, Ye Junqing really didn't use his eyes to do paintings. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and the brush fell accurately on the rice paper. First, she drew a river, and then in a small house by the river, with doors and windows, three or five weeping willows outside the house, two orioles on the willow tree were opened, and in the blue sky, a row of egrets flew by, a literati, standing inside, looking at the snow through the window, and the boats in the river...

A painting was almost done in one go, without any stagnation or drag, and was simply and neat.

After the painting was completed, Ye Junqing let out a long breath, opened her beautiful eyes, and her cold face looked slightly pale, and a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, like a string of pearl curtains.

"Wow, the painting is so beautiful!" Tian Yunyi praised. "It seems to be true!"

Wang Xiaoqiang stared at the painting tightly, and felt that the painting was good, which could be verified with his poems and fully displayed the artistic conception of the poem. However, at this time he wanted to know more about the beauty of "silent this painting is better than sound".

However, the ink traces were not dry at this time.

The ink mark has not dried. It proves that the painting has not yet been completely formed. Sure enough, after a moment, as the ink mark on the painting has dried up, a sound came from it...

The oriole's cry came from the painting, which was crisp and pleasant, and the egrets were heard, which were loud and loud, and clear and ethereal...

Listen carefully, the sound of the wind blowing willow catkins and the surging sound of the river water. As these sounds came out, the painting seemed to be alive. It was more charming, and people would see it and there would be a strong thought that would be separated into the painting.

The key is that poetry and painting match each other and confirm each other. There are paintings in poetry. There are poetry in paintings, and both poetry and painting are outstanding. They can be called masterpieces!

"Tsk tsk, it's so wonderful!" Tian Yunyi praised in surprise. Although the painting has not been hung in her own store, she thought that as long as the painting is hung, it will definitely attract a large number of students to the store, and it will definitely boost the business in the store by then.

Just as Wang Xiaoqiang and Tian Yunyi were admiring the poetry and paintings, Ye Junqing's eyes were staring at Wang Xiaoqiang's face, and a tenderness flashed in his eyes.

Ye Junqing closed his eyes when painting, but in fact he was painting with his heart. He naturally had to put his personal emotions into his personal emotions. Now, her paintings have become a perfect match for Wang Xiaoqiang's poems. In this way, when Ye Junqing appreciates Wang Xiaoqiang's talent, he will unconsciously develop feelings for Wang Xiaoqiang. In fact, she is just a fool, her body and mind are in the painting, and she also sends her feelings to the painting...

In reality, she will not fall in love with others easily. It is very difficult to get her love, but in the painting she will fall in love with someone easily. Of course, if you want to fall in love with her, you must have a high talent and match her paintings...

Sudden……

With a swish, a figure flashed in, stood between Ye Junqing and Wang Xiaoqiang, blocking Ye Junqing's vision of looking at Wang Xiaoqiang.

He could enter the private room quietly without being discovered and appeared in front of the three of them like a ghost. Without thinking, he knew that this person had a high level of cultivation. After this person appeared, a powerful aura was spread out.

In fact, this uninvited guest's cultivation is indeed not weak, and he has reached the level of the Three Immortal Saints's Army.

The three of them were all shocked, and then their eyes turned to this person. They saw that the man was five feet tall and rough. Although he was not very handsome, he had his own charm. However, the man's face was extremely unkind. He stared at Ye Junqing with anger and said in a slightly dull voice, "You don't care about me, it turns out that he is not clean with others..."

Seeing this, Ye Junqing said with grievance and shame, "Ling Feng, are you following me?"

Ling Feng refused to answer because he was following Ye Junqing, and after he had just followed him, he saw the tenderness in Ye Junqing's eyes when he looked at Wang Xiaoqiang, and he suddenly felt jealous. Finally, he couldn't help but flash out of his body.

"Let me tell me, what is your relationship with this kid?" Ling Feng asked unreasonably instead.

"This is my private matter, it has nothing to do with you, and you have no right to ask about my affairs!" Ye Junqing said coldly.

"There is nothing between them. Ling Feng, don't get me wrong!" Tian Yunyi said quickly.

She knew that Ling Feng had always liked Ye Junqing and had been pursuing her, but Ye Junqing had never accepted him. Now Ling Feng misunderstood Ye Junqing and Wang Xiaoqiang, so she quickly helped to defend herself. After all, they were together because of her affairs. If Ling Feng was really misunderstood, she would feel sorry for her.

Hearing Tian Yunyi's defense, Ling Feng turned around and stared at Wang Xiaoqiang. His dark eyes were full of hostility. After carefully examining Wang Xiaoqiang, when he found that Wang Xiaoqiang was at the Immortal Saint's First Soldier Realm, Ling Feng immediately showed a disdainful expression and asked, "Boy, what is the relationship between you and Ye Junqing?"

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't want others to misunderstand him. It was not a good thing to make him feel bad if he couldn't eat mutton. He shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just a first meeting. I just met the first time..."

The more Wang Xiaoqiang said this, the less Ling Feng believed it. He immediately said sternly, "She just met, she looked at you with that look..."

"Then what do you think we have?" Wang Xiaoqiang didn't know that Ye Junqing had tender eyes for him just now, and he sneered and asked back.

Ling Feng suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Wang Xiaoqiang's collar on his chest, and said viciously, "Boy, his cultivation is not high, and he has a great ability to deceive women. Humph, if you don't teach you a lesson today, you will definitely not have a memory..."

When Ye Junqing and Tian Yunyi saw that Ling Feng was about to attack Wang Xiaoqiang, they were panicked and immediately stepped forward and stopped, "Ling Feng, what are you doing?! Stop!"

When Ling Feng saw that both women were worried about Wang Xiaoqiang, his jealousy and jealousy rose together, and kept fermenting, and eventually turned into anger. Then he pushed Wang Xiaoqiang out with all his strength.

Sure enough, there are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven!

Wang Xiaoqiang did not expect that the opponent was so powerful. He immediately realized that Ling Feng was not only the Three Immortal Saints' Army Realm, but also a strong body refining power. If his body refining cultivation level also reached the golden steel body, he would definitely not be his opponent, and he was also panicked in his heart at the moment.

So he took advantage of the push and flew backwards, finally attaching to the wall of the private room.

Ling Feng was proud of Wang Xiaoqiang being pushed out by himself, and a contemptuous sneer appeared on his face, saying, "A bad person like you deserves to fall into my hands. Today I will use my 'good way' to tame you, an irregular person..."

Ling Feng said, waved his hand and typed the word "liang". The size of the bowl is golden and powerful, and it rushed towards Wang Xiaoqiang in an arrogant way. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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