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- "Miss Yan Ling, it seems that she will succeed this time!"
The voices around are still amazed.
" Jiang Xiaobai was curious about the calligraphy and painting created by Yan Ling, but he didn't go over to take a look.
After paying attention for a moment, he looked back.
After looking around again, he walked in the direction of the angle because there were a lot of seats.
When he sat in front of a table and chair, he was not in a hurry to paint, but sat there studying ink and thinking.
Not long after, the spiritual power in the direction of Yanling increased again.
This inevitably made him look up again.
The discussion around the business became even more lively.
But Yan Ling was not affected by the comments around him. He still wrote seriously there, which seemed to add a different kind of temperament.
Yes.
In order to succeed, he made a lot of preparations before this.
??In the mountains, to feel.
Go to study.
And her efforts were not in vain.
She will definitely succeed this time.
As she thought about it, she became more determined.
Jiang Xiaobai noticed Yan Ling's expression and sighed in admiration.
He can see that the goal of spiritual research is clear.
He immediately looked back, and a smile appeared on his face.
Yes, he thought about what he wanted to draw.
The goal of studying the spirit is clear, haha, why not him?
What is his biggest goal in coming to the industry? Isn¡¯t it just to find beautiful girls?
In that case
With Jiang Xiaobai's eyes fluctuating, he put away the ink and spread a piece of paper on the table.
While looking around, I picked a brush, dipped my eyes in the ink, and started painting.
Yes, he wants to paint a new picture of Su Jinyu.
¡°When he was in Jiangzhong Luyuan, he made a portrait of Su Jinyu.
That portrait, he had feelings for.
But there is no artistic conception.
Because of habit!
I am used to her presence and know that she will always be there.
I am used to her waiting and know that she is waiting.
The moment they separated, he understood.
Love, if it is really there.
It cannot be given up.
That is the sublimation of emotion.
So while he was painting, he incorporated his own artistic conception into it.
This has no impurities in the artistic conception.
It is a very pure thought.
Once upon a time, he always felt that there was a song that was very moving.
"smell"
There is thought in this song.
Very strong!
That is also a kind of artistic conception.
If you listen carefully, this artistic conception is so deep that you can¡¯t extricate yourself.
It¡¯s really that feeling.
There is laughter and taste.
Everything is down to the smallest detail.
And his thoughts are even stronger, including obsession!
Su Jinyu is her wife.
Even if he doesn't say it, Su Jinyu's position in his heart is irreplaceable.
Therefore, when he is painting, his expression is full of softness, and when he is deeply involved in it, he is also unable to extricate himself.
He thought of the days he had with Su Jinyu.
The first time we met.
The first time we were separated.
See you again, stay together again.
??Reminiscent of the past.
Some people say you should try to forget the past.
He wants to talk shit.
¡°Everything, the things hidden in the heart, cannot be forgotten at all.
It is precisely because it is waiting that it is there.
Unknowingly, spiritual energy fluctuations appeared around Jiang Xiaobai.
This fluctuation in spiritual power was not very strong, so it did not attract anyone's attention.
? But little does he know.
This surrounding spiritual energy carries an indescribable rhythm.
It was as if his thoughts were wandering and gradually flying.
When a vivid and beautiful portrait appeared on the scroll, Jiang Xiaobai looked at the face and smiled.
At this moment, his thoughts began to fly.
The spiritual power rises, and in the turbulence, it goes crazy for more than ten meters, dozens of metersrise.
" But Jiang Xiaobai didn't find this when he went deep into it.
But this sudden performance caught the attention of the people around him. When they saw the range of spiritual power displayed by Jiang Xiaobai, they all felt shocked.
this¡¡
This spiritual power appeared suddenly.
Suddenly it was so high.
It gives people an incredible feeling.
Yan Ling, who was in earnest, felt something and raised his head at this moment.
When those eyes fell on Jiang Xiaobai, he was also stunned for a moment.
He is also a young man.
¡°And Jiang Xiaobai¡¯s spiritual power is so pure.
Yes, it gives people the feeling that the wind and waves are rising, but there is no wind.
The scope is still so vast.
It¡¯s a bit unbelievable.
Even he was a little curious about what Jiang Xiaobai was painting at this moment.
It turned out to be such an amazing performance.
who is he?
Why does this person look familiar?
But wearing a pig head mask, she couldn't see clearly.
Outside, Gong Jie, who had been waiting there, naturally noticed the changes in the direction of spiritual power inside, and his eyes suddenly became strange.
The first thing he needs to feel is purity.
Yes.
I have never felt such pure spiritual power.
Like spotless white snow.
It¡¯s like a clear lake without any rocks.
Standing here, he could feel the indescribable sense of comfort.
At the same time, he seemed to have an indescribable feeling in his heart.
¡°And Jiang Xiaobai had already changed his pen at this moment.
Looking at the portrait, the words began to fall slowly.
"The journey is long and the soul is in pain, and it is difficult to pass the mountain without dreaming."
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This meaning will never come back, to the ends of the earth and the ends of the earth.
When a few lines of words are finished.
Jiang Xiaobai dropped two names.
Jiang Xiaobai, Su Jinyu.
The moment he put down the pen, he raised his head and looked at the sky, filled with longing.
And his thoughts have no boundaries.
In an instant, this artistic conception, with its swirling spiritual power, began to expand and extend infinitely.
It spirals straight into the depths of the sky.
The entire assessment area is covered.
It is still spreading wildly.
In the Qianqing Academy, countless people raised their heads. When they touched that moment, his thoughts emerged in their thoughts.
Yes.
They are affected.
I was directly brought in by Jiang Xiaobai¡¯s artistic conception.
?Unknowingly.
There are tears and smiles
Especially in the assessment place, those taking the assessment put down their pens, and unknowingly, they were deeply immersed in this artistic conception and couldn't extricate themselves.
Mr. Yun was sitting there with a gray-haired old man, chatting and drinking tea.
But the moment the spiritual power opens up.
The two men stopped holding the teacups at the same time, with changes in their expressions.
After a long time, Mr. Yun's face was filled with vicissitudes of life. He looked at the white-haired old man opposite and said, "Brother Bai, what's going on?"
After he finished speaking, the white-haired old man closed his eyes. After a while, his expression also changed, and he said with indescribable longing: "Imagination, write artistic conception!"
"Expressive!"
The white-haired old man said, his voice paused, and he said: "Saint Master, noa master who should be higher than a Saint Master, even if he does not reach the level of a Divine Master, he is infinitely close!"
"Otherwise, it will reach this level!"
He is a Saint Master.
But he couldn¡¯t achieve such an artistic conception in writing!
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