I can brush treasures by reading novels

Chapter 159

Xiaolan was extremely shy, her pretty face was bright red, and her beautiful eyes were watery.

He quickly smacked Zhang Yang's face.

He covered his face and backed away shyly.

"Giggle..."

The five beauties all laughed coquettishly.

"Hehehe..." Zhang Yang was also very proud, "Who will perform next?"

"Young master, I'm Xiaomei. I want to ask you, are you good at any classical musical instruments? And there is no one before or after?"

asked a little girl.

Obviously she no longer has confidence, Zhang Yang is a master of music.

"I'm not good at classical musical instruments. Even bronze chimes can play wonderful tunes." Zhang Yang shrugged his shoulders, "So, it's impossible for you guys to beat me, so come here obediently. Let's go."

"This is too arrogant, isn't it?"

The six beauties were all shocked and looked at each other in blank dismay.

How did such a genius develop?
"Young master, I want to play the flute, so I invite you to play a tune. If I feel ashamed, I will chit you."

Xiaomei's pretty face was blushing, shy and adored at the same time.

"That's a good idea."

So Zhang Yang started a shocking performance.

Flute, Piccolo, Xiao, Pan Xiao, Guzheng...

Everything is beautiful and moving to the point where people cry bitterly, and they are all unprecedented.

It made the six beauties seem to have participated in a music festival where historical music masters gathered.

I was so happy that I almost fainted.

"Young master, your talent is unparalleled in the world. Xiaomei bows to you. From today on, you are my idol."

Xiaomei was the first to hug Zhang Yang boldly, and slapped him on the face.

"Young master, Xiao Lian has been conquered by you. You can do whatever you want."

"Young master, I am Xiaoju, I love you and worship you forever."

The other two little beauties were also hot, and they kissed his left and right cheeks. When Zhang Yang wanted to hug them, they giggled and ran away quickly.

"My lord, why do you keep hiding your talents and not revealing anything?"

Wu Xue felt heartache inexplicably, and asked with a sob.

"Women are those who please themselves, and men are those who love themselves. Miss Yuanyuan, if you don't fall in love with me, how can I be willing to show my talents?" Zhang Yang said teasingly.

"My lord, you can't be merciful, just now you said you wanted to marry Rushi."

Liu Qingyue said jokingly.

"Young master, you can give each of us a set of calligraphy and painting. You don't dislike the small ones, just paintings and poems like your fan."

Xiao Lan hugged Zhang Yang's arm and began to play coquettishly.

"My lord, you are the most generous, should you draw?"

The rest of the beauties also lobbied fervently.

"I didn't lose."

Zhang Yang said with a smirk.

"Young master, if you draw a picture, we will drink a glass of white wine, how about it?"

Wu Xue turned her eyes and said.

"You drink and I paint?"

Zhang Yang was immediately moved. If he got them all drunk, wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted?

When this ridiculous idea appeared, he couldn't stop.

However, remembering that this is Liu Qingyue's villa, and that these six beauties are all eerie and weird, I guess they can't get drunk, maybe they use mineral water instead, but it's hard for me to find out.

So he rolled his eyes and said with a smirk: "If you get drunk, it will spoil the scenery. So, why don't you just take off a piece of clothing when I create a piece of work?"

"No, no, no."

The six beauties were furious. They didn't wear much at all, so they took off the three calligraphy and paintings, which is absolutely impossible. They shook their heads quickly, stomping their feet coquettishly.

"Then you guys continue to challenge me. As long as whoever can beat me, I will give him a painting and calligraphy."

Zhang Yang said triumphantly.

"Okay, I challenge you to punch."

Wu Xue quickly took over the conversation.

Since you can't win in music, find another way.

"No, no, didn't you agree to challenge me in classical music?"

Zhang Yang shook his head again and again.

How can you be sure of winning when you draw a fist?

Wu Xue immediately said confidently: "It is very normal for ancient literati to gather their fists and guess riddles in brothels. But you have boasted that you are omnipotent and omnipotent. Don't you dare to challenge? Then you automatically admit defeat and create A painting and calligraphy will do.”

"I... mean that classical music is omnipotent and omnipotent."

Zhang Yang couldn't laugh or cry.

"Young master, you are lying..."

"My lord, you are too stingy, you still want to catch up with Miss Yuanyuan and Miss Rushi?"

"..."

The three little beauties immediately began to coquettishly chime in.

"My lord, why don't you create a small calligraphy and painting casually?"

Liu Qingyue also said coquettishly.

"Punch and punch, come and come..."

Zhang Yang said.

But, soon, Zhang Yang was defeated.

And he was defeated by the other five beauties one by one.

Zhang Yang was so angry that he almost vomited blood, this is the rhythm of catching him, a weakling who punches and beats him wildly.

Turning his eyes, he said with a smirk: "Now, I will create a small calligraphy and painting for each of you. If anyone can make me happy, the quality of the calligraphy and painting will be better."

"He's really the biggest villain in the world. He just wants to take advantage."

The six beauties couldn't laugh or cry.

However, who made Zhang Yang full of talent, and calligraphy and painting are priceless?

Where do they have the right to resist?

Getting Zhang Yang to agree to give each of them a small calligraphy and painting is already a great victory.

"Beauties, who will come first?"

Zhang Yang picked up the paintbrush and said with a smile.

"Let me come, son, I will sing a song - "White Fox"."

Xiaolan ran into the room and took out a guitar, and then sang while playing.

The voice is low, but sweet, with a hint of sadness, but also a hint of love.

Her talking eyes also looked at Zhang Yang resentfully.

It seemed that at this moment, she became the white fox, and Zhang Yang became the scholar who abandoned the white fox after being named on the gold list.

Zhang Yang's scalp felt numb when he heard it, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Secretly admire her, she is indeed the number one talented woman from Haicheng Conservatory of Music.

What a beautiful song.

After the song was over, Zhang Yang was really excited.

Also very satisfied.

Without further delay, he took his brush and began to paint.

Soon, an orchid appeared on the paper.

Small white flowers with yellow flowers, emerald green stems, jasper-like leaves.

It looks lifelike and extremely beautiful.

Then Zhang Yang wrote a poem.

Orchid in the vestibule, containing smoke and waiting for the breeze.

The breeze came freely, see farewell to Xiao Aizhong.

It uses regular script, Ouyang Xun's European style, rigorous in method, steep in writing, unique in structure, exuding a strange atmosphere.

"Oh my god, European style regular script? It's even better than Ouyang Xun."

After all, Wu Xue is a master of calligraphy and painting, so she was the first to exclaim.

"It's so beautiful, it makes me want to cry."

"This poem seems to have something else to say. Xiaolan is an orchid, and Zhang Yang is a breeze. Youlan lives in the vestibule, and waits for the breeze. The breeze comes, farewell to Xiao Aizhong. It is said that the two of them will part when they meet We can't be together forever. Reluctant to leave, extremely sad."

Xiaomei said jokingly.

(End of this chapter)