Xue Xichen closed her eyes and listened quietly for a while, savoring the deep feeling in the music. Suddenly she opened her eyes and drew a brush. First, the flowing skirt, then the twisting slender waist that could not be grasped, and then upwards.
, outlines the beautiful shoulders, slender arms like jade lotus root,...
There was a sound of exclamation everywhere, and a minister asked in surprise: "Is the person in the painting Zhuo Wenjun?"
The person who asked the question was immediately despised by his friends around him, "I am sending you a song of phoenix praying for the phoenix, soaring together. This is a song sent by Sima Xiangru to Zhuo Wenjun. The person in the painting must be Zhuo Wenjun!"
"Why did the Sixth Prince want to play the phoenix and ask for the phoenix? Could it be..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised a high note, as if in response to the suspicions of the ministers. As soon as the sound of the piano turned, a passionate and bold Linjiang Xian was played, which was connected with the poignant and sad Feng Qiuhuang just now.
The suddenness shows that Feng Biqing has superb piano skills, can do whatever she wants, and has entered the state of transformation.
"The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass eastward, and all the heroes are swept away by the waste. Right and wrong, success and failure are all gone. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. The white-haired fisherman on the river is used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine happily meets each other, how many times in ancient and modern times?
Everything is just a joke..."
The sound of the piano is still in my ears, and the song is already born in my heart. Xue Xichen pondered for a moment, and then turned his brush. He was clearly painting a picture of a dancing beauty, but under Xue Xichen's brush, he transformed into a handsome, bold and mighty general.
Wearing silver armor and a steel helmet, with cold and resolute eyes, he is fearless and fights the enemy bravely, with a domineering and passionate attitude.
There was once again a sound of exclamation all around, and the ministers greatly appreciated Xue Xichen's wonderful and incredible painting skills. They couldn't imagine how she could be a soft and affectionate slender girl one moment, and how she could become a mighty one the next moment.
How could the resolute general not amaze them with such superb skills?
Not to mention that the ministers who did not know Xue Xichen were surprised, even Feng Qingge, Xiao Liuyue and Leng Junyi, who knew Xue Xichen, were also surprised. They only knew that Xue Xichen was good at music, singing and dancing, but they
I didn't know that she actually had such exquisite painting skills, even if the painting sages could compare with her, they were just mediocre.
Feng Qingge's hot eyes were fixed on Xue Xichen for a moment. Although this woman always made him angry and drove him crazy, her incomparable talent also deeply shocked him and made him crazy.
He was intoxicated by her, she fell head over heels for her, and all the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant. He just wanted to hold her tightly in his arms, kiss her hard, and wish he could merge her into his bones and blood.
Such an astonishing talent deserves to be his lovely little junior sister. Xiao Liuyue's heart is beating with flames, and her eyes are as bright as the stars in the night. You are worthy of the woman he admires - Xue Xichen, you can always amaze me inadvertently
Impressed,…
Xue Xichen's painting has not yet taken shape, but Feng Biqing seems to be provocative, and the sound of the piano changes again. This time it is no longer a sweet sweetheart, or a brave and fearless general, but a strange and unpredictable one.
The gusts of sinister wind are like the whispers of ghosts in the cemetery, and the flash of blood on the teeth of vampires.
Xue Xichen made a few strokes on the general in the painting, and the majestic general suddenly turned into dead rocks and strange trees, with tombstones sometimes hidden among them. The terrifying picture, the weird music, and the courage in the audience
The little maid screamed, the ministers turned blue, and some even fainted because they couldn't bear the stimulation.
The style of the music changed for the third time. It changed from the scary and weird before, and became desolate and peaceful. If I had to write a poem for this music, it would probably be "Withered vines and old trees, dark crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, ancient roads."
The west wind blows thin horses, the sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world."
The music of the piano changes, and the painting changes again. The pen is broken and the ink is changed. With a big stroke of the pen, the drawing paper is completely black. Pick up the pen, dip it white, and drip with starlight. The bright moon hangs in the twilight night sky, and there are dots of snow-colored silver sand and golden light under the painting, which is far away and boundless.
The artistic conception bursts out of the paper.
"good!"
Someone shouted, and there was thunderous applause and shouts of applause, almost drowning out the sound of the piano.
The drawing paper was already black, and there was very little space left to show off. Just when everyone thought that this was about to end, unexpectedly, Feng Biqing's piano sound changed again, becoming cheerful and lively, and it seemed that she was deliberately trying to embarrass Xue.
Xichen means.
Xue Xichen showed no fear and accepted Feng Biqing's challenge. With a stroke of her brush, she marked out a snow-white dress belt on the corner of the drawing paper, revealing a snow-white jade foot. The foot was white and delicate, and there was a hanging hanging on the ankle.
With a string of silver and purple bells...
Although only a few people could be seen, it was enough to attract people's imagination because a dancer had just danced before.
"This is the last song!"
Feng Biqing changed the tune again. After listening carefully, it turned out to be a warm and cheerful exotic dance music, beating with a fierce and happy melody, which was very different from all the previous piano music.
Feng Qingge couldn't help but worry. The painting was now basically in shape, and there wasn't much room for modification. Faced with Feng Biqing's sudden cheerful dance music, how should Xue Xichen start painting?
His worries seemed a bit unnecessary.
I saw Xue Xichen calmly, twirling the pen and writing ink. Wherever the pen fell, the bonfire was strong, the fragrance of flowers was filled, and bits of ice blue spread. It was a unique and charming blue mandala, which exposed the delicate feet.
The beautiful woman adds a mysterious and evil charm.
Change the pen and sprinkle a little bit of Zhu Dan, just like the lights of thousands of houses under the cover of night, the white light reflected by the bright moon sprinkles an enchanting blue ice. Stepping into the flowers with slender feet, it is the most holy flower fairy, coming to the world.
The song ends and the painting is completed.
Looking at the dull and shocked expressions of the ministers around him, Xue Xichen showed a victorious smile.
I don’t know who was the first to applaud, and then like ripples of water, one piece spread to another. People who reacted from the dullness burst into warm cheers, and they gave the warmest applause to Xue Xi on the stage.
Chen and Feng Biqing.
Xue Xichen received the applause of victory with a smile on her face.
Feng Biqing took the lead to walk up to Xue Xichen and gave Xue Xichen an appreciative smile, "Aunt Xue is an astonishing talent, and Bi Qing is willing to be inferior! Bi Qing admires her!"
"The Sixth Prince accepts the concession!"
Xue Xichen accepted Feng Biqing's compliments without politeness.
Feng Biqing stared deeply at Xue Xichen's heavily made-up face, and into those bright and clear violet eyes. He seemed to see the figure of the charming and beautiful woman back then. He sighed sincerely, "Aunt Xue
He looks very much like one of my old friends."
Xue Xichen's heart skipped a beat, and she realized that she had gotten carried away. She quickly calmed down and said respectfully to Feng Biqing: "I'm sorry! The Sixth Prince, a commoner woman has never seen you before! If I had,
People like the Sixth Prince, who is as handsome as jade, will definitely be impressed by the women of the country!"
"I take Aunt Xue's words as a compliment." Feng Biqing responded with a smile, put her hands behind her back, walked back to her seat, and sat down again.