Under the concerned gaze of everyone, Yang Haoran took the wooden box from Feng Zhitong's hand and opened it carefully.
The wooden box is made of camphor wood, which can better preserve calligraphy and paintings. There is a scroll inside.
Yang Haoran took out the scroll from the wooden box and slowly unfolded it on the desk.
It immediately attracted everyone's attention and gathered around him.
This is a landscape painting with a width of three feet.
In the lower left corner of the scroll, Fang Congyi's signature was written, but what really caught Yang Haoran's attention was that the signature was stamped with a single seal.
The surroundings were already full of amazement,
"This landscape painting has an exquisite layout and continuous mountains. It is truly a masterpiece of landscape painting."
"This landscape painting is full of dynamic and unique style. It is worthy of being a masterpiece by a famous artist."
"The artistic conception is lofty and makes people feel as if they are immersed in it. Especially it is very consistent with the charm advocated by Master Yang. It is refreshing and refreshing!"
Feng Zhitong was a little uneasy. In his opinion, although this painting was precious, compared with Yang Haoran's masterpiece, it could only be regarded as having its own merits. He was afraid that Yang Haoran would not like it.
Yang Haoran's attention at this time was not on the scroll itself, but completely immersed in the seal.
And this square seal is the most essence of the whole painting.
Fang Congyi is using this Fang Dao Seal to convey some kind of message to people, but if you are not a real Taoist disciple, you will never understand its mystery.
It is absolutely unusual for Fang Congyi to deliver the news so secretly.
Yang Haoran was vaguely excited, laughed, and rolled up the scroll at the same time.
"I will accept this thing, but I can't take advantage of you. Since you worship me as your teacher, I will stay in the academy for three days to discuss the art of calligraphy and painting with you."
Feng Zhitong was overjoyed and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Master."
Yang Haoran kept his promise and stayed in the academy. On the night of the same day, he unfolded the scroll again in his room.
Focus your mind on that Taoist seal, which is a hexagram mathematical talisman, corresponding to each point on the scroll.
Yang Haoran found them one by one. At first glance, there was nothing strange.
So Yang Haoran tried to touch it with his hands, only to find that the texture at several points was different from other places.
With a thought in his heart, Yang Haoran injected a burst of true energy into the first point.
There was a faint red light, and a dragon character was clearly revealed on the scroll.
Sure enough, there was another mystery. Yang Haoran, who was overjoyed, followed the same method and soon the words formed a sentence.
"The Qianyuan Cave in Longhu Mountain is Wuwu!"
Yang Haoran frowned slightly, not surprised, because Fang Congyi himself was a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, and it was normal for things to be left in Longhu Mountain.
But why he wanted to convey the information in such a secret way, Yang Haoran didn't know.
If you want to know what Fang Congyi left behind, you can only visit Longhu Mountain at that time.
Yang Haoran wrote down a word and then put the scroll away.
In a dark room, the charming voice of Black Rose sounded. 33 Novel Network
"When are we going to do it? If we delay it for one more day, I feel like I have lost a lot of money!"
Scar said with a serious smile: "Yang Haoran will appear at Changning Academy in the past few days. That place is far away from the busy city and it is easy to leave after finishing.
Moreover, there are many well-known people in the academy. Even if the police are alerted, we can still take hostages.
But to be on the safe side, I think it’s necessary to study the specific plan details!”
A burly rough guy next to him said angrily: "The three of us join forces to deal with a young boy, what else do we need to plan? Just do it and it's over. Maybe I can kill him with one slap!"
Scar frowned and Black Rose chuckled.
"You are still as cheerful as a butcher, unlike Scar. The more you get around, the less courageous you become. I think you are no longer suitable for being a killer!"
Scar's face darkened: "Sail the ten-thousand-year ship carefully, how many people who can make the Skeleton Army put a bounty on it are ordinary people?
In this way, the Butcher will take action tomorrow to deal with Yang Haoran, Black Rose will be responsible for taking hostages in case of emergency, and I will be responsible for finding an escape route and making a sneak attack in the dark. If necessary, I will join forces with the Butcher to kill Yang Haoran."
Black Rose agreed nonchalantly: "Okay, I have no objection. Just choose the time tomorrow evening. It happens to be the time when the painting and calligraphy academy ends. We will leave immediately after finishing our work."
Changning Academy has not been so lively for a long time, and almost all the association members are here.
Not only that, but many celebrities came here because of its reputation.
With such a huge momentum, the presence of major media is naturally indispensable.
Media reporters with a keen sense of smell almost swarmed in. Firstly, they were interested in Yang Haoran, the sudden new master, and secondly, they wanted to report on the work that Feng Zhidong and others called a masterpiece.
Among the many media reporters, Lan Xiaoqi from Daily Headlines was particularly eye-catching.
The neat and tidy dress is the first thing that catches people's eyes, and the pure and beautiful face is even more unforgettable.
The task she received was to focus on reporting on Yang Haoran and his masterpiece.
But Lan Xiaoqi was quite disapproving and even complained a little.
"The editor-in-chief is also serious. What can be reported about this kind of hype that is obviously eye-catching? It's just a waste of time!"
Photographer Xiao Wang chuckled and joked: "What else do you want to report? How about I apply for you and go to the East to do battlefield interviews?
That's where the excitement is really. Didn't you hear what Lao An said when he came back? While reporting, there were shells exploding around you. Do you want to experience that scene?"
Lan Xiaoqi showed no sign of weakness: "Who are you looking down on? What do you think I don't dare to do? If you have the ability, tell the editor now that you are a puppy if you don't dare!"
It’s much better than reporting on so-called masters here. It’s obvious that they have no ability, but they are praised to the sky, which will only make people sick!”
"You haven't even met the person, how do you know he is a fake master? Maybe he has real skills!"
Lan Xiaoqi snorted: "A twenty-year-old master? He also created a masterpiece? He had no reputation at all before. Do you think it is possible? Anyway, I don't believe it."
Xiao Wang just smiled and was too lazy to argue with Lan Xiaoqi. The most important thing was to do his photography work well.
The lecture hall of the academy was already overcrowded. Except for the official academy members, even the celebrities who came here with great interest had no seats at all.
As for those media reporters who came to report, they were turned away and waited.
This made Lan Xiaoqi, who was already complaining, pouted with a look of reluctance.
In the midst of great expectations, Yang Haoran, who was wearing very ordinary clothes, entered from the back door and walked onto the podium, which immediately aroused thunderous applause.