Ink dyes mountains and rivers

At the end of the game, Qianxin Private School won the first game, and was immersed in joy, Lin Yehan said: "There are still nine games to come, work hard."

Immediately the surroundings became quiet.

Lin Yehan: "..." He said that he really just wanted to encourage the children.

Next, is the competition of the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Since ancient times, literati and inkmen have not only to be able to recite poems and fight against each other, but also to learn many things, especially pay attention to the cultivation of sentiment, so piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are even more indispensable.

The Qianxin Private School was lucky. The next day's violin contestant was Shang Mei. As Mr. Shang's granddaughter, Shang Mei has been exposed to the Four Arts since she was a child, especially the song "Waste Time" can be said to be Mr. Biyun. It plays well.The sound of the piano is melodious and pleasant, like pearls falling on a jade plate, which makes people feel as if they can see the state of mind of the player, so delicate and bright, like the sun in early summer.

Speaking of which, Mr. Shang still relied on this song "Damn" to catch up with a well-known talented woman as his wife, and there was a good story in the town.Mr. Shang’s wife died young, and his son and daughter-in-law were also unlucky, leaving him only two granddaughters. Mr. Shang is equally attentive to the education of each child, but he pays more attention to the cultivation of the sentiments of his granddaughters , is also more strict, so Shang Mei can be regarded as getting the true biography of Mr. Shang Lao.

It was just a song, the scene was quiet, and more people were still immersed in the sound of the piano just now. The examiners seemed to have the answer in their hearts by looking at each other.

Since ancient times, there is no first in writing, and there is no second in martial arts. The same is true for the sound of the qin.As soon as the red list came out the next day, Qianxin Private School passed the customs smoothly.

Next is the competition of 'chess', as the ancient saying goes: If you make a wrong move, you will lose the whole game.Playing chess also looks simple, but in fact, it requires the player to have quite strong concentration, and he must keep an eye on the overall situation and act decisively.

This is already the third day, and the game is one-on-one, so in previous years, this day is a critical moment to decide whether to stay in many schools. The pressure from the Qianxin Private School is basically not there, because they won the first two games, this is the first time. Even if they lose three games, it won't matter.Therefore, Mr. Yun has made enough mental preparations. Even if the one who is drawn this time is Zhizhi or Chen Er who can't play chess at all, he will calmly comfort other children.

The result of the lottery was announced, and it was Wei Linxi who represented Qianxin Private School.

Mr. Yun had a small fire of hope in his chest: "Linxi, do you know a little bit about playing chess?" Judging by his aura, he should not be an ignorant dude who knows, even if he is, he will always learn. Let’s play chess in a few days. After all, the Four Arts are a tradition, something that children from better families must learn.

Wei Linxi said: "If you have learned it, you have learned it, but sir, you'd better not have too much expectation."

Yun Jianyue was blocked for a while and couldn't speak. He didn't know whether to comfort him that it was okay to lose, or to encourage him to win.

Father, like son.This sentence has been passed down through the ages, but it is not just casually.When a person enters the game, he is deeply involved in the game, and it is also a good thing if he meets his opponent.

However, the opponent Wei Linxi encountered did not seem to be on par with him.

The game starts, the venue of the game is a square, two people sit side by side on a chess table.Since the game is time-consuming, other students and gentlemen can't disturb them, so they wait in the inn. The time stipulates that the winner must be decided before the sun goes down. If the time is up and the winner is not yet decided, then the two can only be out together up.

At this time, it was less than an hour before the start of the competition. The Qianxin private school and his party were having lunch. At this time, Wei Linxi came back, saw other people eating, and asked with a smile: "Students, did you forget to leave me a copy Bar?"

Yan Huan put down the bowl and chopsticks and ran over: "Brother Linxi, why did you come back so soon? Did you lose too badly?"

"You can't count on me, okay?" Wei Linxi tapped Yan Huan's forehead lightly with the back of his hand, "My match is over, so I have to come back naturally, or will I still stand there freezing?"

"ended?"

Wei Linxi cupped his hands towards Yunjianyue: "Sir, I'm here to announce the good news, our private school has won again." In fact, he only took a cup of tea to defeat his opponent, but he was delayed on the way back to the inn.

Yan Huan stuck out his tongue at him: "Then you still say don't let your husband have any expectations, our husband can't stand your scare, you can see that his dark circles have come out."

Yun Jianyue subconsciously blocked her eyes.

Wei Linxi was speechless: "I can't help it, the opponent I met this time is too weak, not as good as you. By the way, do I have my share of the meal?"

Yan Huan said: "I heard that people have to spend three or four hours on the field. Who of us would have thought that you would come back so soon? Of course we didn't prepare for you."

"Oh, really." Wei Linxi sat casually on Yan Huan's seat just now, and picked up his bowl and chopsticks. There was still half a bowl of rice in the bowl, so he picked it up and ate it, "Then I'll just eat it in one bite." good."

Yan Huan was unhappy: "Then what should I eat?"

Wei Linxi smiled and said: "You should lose weight, you were not so fat when I saw you last time."

"..."

Qianxin Private School, which won three consecutive championships, successfully entered the fourth day of the competition. This time it was one of the four arts: painting.

Painting is not something everyone can do. It is impossible to reach the standard of a master without several years or even decades of experience. Some people may not be able to draw a decent painting even if they work hard for a lifetime, but the judges know It's a group of children, so naturally they don't ask too much.For this competition, you can paint landscapes, figures, animals, and any style of painting is good, but it is stipulated that it must be completed within two hours.

The judges score according to their own preferences, but the judges change every year, and no one knows what kind of words can impress them, so they have to concentrate on painting.In fact, this kind of thing that can't be ranked can be passed as long as it doesn't make too much trouble.

The venue for the painting was still the square, but this time other people were allowed to watch. Shang Lan represented Qianxin Private School in the competition. It took her two full hours to draw a picture of a beauty facing the moon.It is said that the beauty is facing the moon, but there is only a woman's back, and a bright moon above her head. I have to say that this bright moon is very special...round.

Shang Lan has a hobby of drawing circles. When she is bored, she will draw circles of various sizes in the yard with branches, and the circles become more and more round afterward.

Her painting was a simple back view with a circle, and the judge even called her over and asked what it meant.Shang Lan replied: "The beauty in the picture has no one to rely on, no care and no worries, she can only look up at a bright moon, but what the beauty sees is not only the full moon, but what she sees is the reunion with the United States and the United States in her dream." A round and happy scene. However, compared with the full moon, the lonely beauty is really too desolate."

Shang Lan's other great hobby: telling stories.

No matter what kind of story she can come up with, this is also a big advantage, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today.

The judges were very satisfied with the story, so Qianxin Private School won again.

The fifth day is the last of the four arts: books.

Good handwriting is the basic skill of every scholar. There are also many schools of calligraphy. Children will learn from the simple ones and gradually improve. This is another competition that cannot be ranked.However, this time there is a rule that each player can only use one piece of paper, that is to say, there is only one chance to write.

Du Yuntian represented Qianxin Private School in the competition, and Senior Brother Du was very worried about this: "The dog has never been able to hold a pen since he was a child. No matter how he corrects it, the written characters are all crooked. Is this good?"

Brother Du really dotes on his own children, so he also let the children develop a loose temperament. He is not young, but the handwriting he writes is not as good-looking as a seven or eight-year-old child.Brother Du was afraid of embarrassing Qianxin Private School, and he was also afraid that if Mr. Shang, who was under Jiuquan, knew about this matter, he would be severely educated by Mr. Shang in his dream.

Yun Jianyue said: "It's okay, children will grow up, and children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so don't force Senior Brother Du." Well, in fact, Mr. Yun's education method is no different from Senior Brother Du.

Du Yuntian was short and fat, with a round face and a funny posture with a pen, which attracted ridicule from other contestants.But Du Yuntian didn't care, he just focused on writing. For him, not knowing what to write was the biggest problem, so he was the last one to finish it.

The other children had already handed in their calligraphy works and went back with their classmates, but he had just finished writing, and the piece of paper he was writing on was still in his hand.At this moment, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the submitted works were all placed in a large wooden box, but in order to wait for the last piece of paper in the wooden box without a lid, the wind blew all the paper away.Since it is stipulated that calligraphy can only be written once, except for the calligraphy that survived because Du Yuntian held it in his hand, everyone else has no grades.

Seeing the whole process, everyone in Qianxin Private School wiped off their sweat: "This is too unbelievable..."

This really confirms Mr. Yun's saying that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and this child is so blessed.

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