C220 Cleaning up huangjing

"Listen, what music is this? It's so beautiful!" At that moment, the art department's new welcoming party was nearing its end. The beautiful music teacher was sitting in the front row, Xi Juan was listening to the heavenly music from the sky with rapt attention. Even the entire Arts Department was stunned. Everyone quieted their voices and listened to this faint voice.

"I didn't expect the school to have such a musical talent. I wonder who it is?" The Arts Department's director thought she was in her thirties, so she said that with a smile.

Xi Juan carefully distinguished them and said, "They should be in the direction of the Medical Academy!"

"Teacher Xi, please make the arrangements. Let's go and take a look at this genius's brilliance. Such music should not exist in the mortal world. No matter if it's the tune or the feel of it, we've never seen it before." We cannot let such a talent escape our grasp. This melody is extremely ancient and could be called a classic! "

Xi Juan nodded, and said: "Ok!"

In the Medical Academy's venue, the flute melody did not stop. Within the flute melody, a faint dark green light continuously appeared. Everyone was silent and unable to extricate themselves. Looking at the calm surface of the sea under the moonlight and listening to the rising waves, they had an indescribable feeling. It was excitement, relief, and wildness!

Li Wen was extremely familiar with this piece of music. Tears welled up in his eyes because his elder brother had always liked to play this piece of music since he was young. Li Wen, who was a child, would always ask what the name of this beautiful song was. The elder brother lovingly stroked his own head and mocked, "This is called the Ascending Jade Tide Heart Sutra!"

In truth, this was not the case. This tune was passed down from the King Carefree, and no one knew what it was called, other than Chen Yufan. This was because Li Xiaoyao had once told him that this tune was called "Jadesea Heavenly Heart". Maybe he inherited the blood of the old Li Family, so Chen Yufan was very fond of this song.

Regardless of the concept, style, or melody, they were all the best choices. Chen Yufan continued to play on the stage, and the people below had even forgotten to listen. The melodious sound of the flute continuously resounded within the school, confirming this school's indelible night!

It was unknown when the flute sound had stopped, but at the entrance of the auction house, a wave of cold slapping sounds could be heard, and a clear smile appeared on his face: "Good, good, I didn't expect Dean Xiao Chen to be so skilled! It's really amazing! "

The applause had broken the silence and loneliness, broken the beautiful aftertaste and the lingering lingering aftertaste. It was indeed rather inappropriate for the applause to come at this time. In the quiet venue, all the students of the Medical Academy turned their heads and looked at the two uninvited guests with eyes filled with indignation. They also felt that they were being a bit rash, especially since they didn't expect that the Elder Shao and the Elder Li were both here.

Huang Zhenyi, the director of the Arts Department. Although she was already over thirty years old, she still looked like a young married woman full of energy and passion. This Arts Department director seemed to have a smile that was like clear spring water all the time. With her graceful figure and curvy curves, it was impossible to tell that she was a woman over thirty years old.

Beside Huang Zhenyi was the vice principal of the Arts Department, and also the most beautiful teacher known to all teachers in the Arts Department, Xi Juan. Xi Juan, who was just over twenty years old, looked much younger than Huang Zhenyi. Her thin lips were covered with a purple lipstick, giving her a noble and melancholy air.

Her long hair was scattered behind her back, and her fresh dress was very pretty, immediately attracting the gazes of countless people.

Huang Zhenyi slowly walked in front of Shao Guohua and Li Wen Dao, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Elder Shao, Elder Li, I have disturbed the two of you, so I will apologize here!"

To Huang Zhenyi, yes, in front of the Elder Shao, she was just a little girl. Laughing loudly, Elder Shao pointed at Huang Zhenyi and said: "Really! You little girl, you always like to tease this old man. When you are free, go and help me pass a message to the Elder Huang Leader. Since retiring is a form of retirement, when we brothers have free time, we should get together often! "

Huang Zhenyi laughed, and said: "Of course, I will definitely bring Elder Shao's words back!"

Li Wen asked in a somewhat gloomy tone: "Really? What has Elder Huang Chief been busy with at home lately? "

Huang Zhenyi laughed: "My father is at home and has nothing to do. He has been carrying mountains and rivers all day, just like that. It's not like the two elders don't know about it!"

Shao Guohua and Li Wen Dao looked at each other and nodded, and did not speak further. At that moment, Sun Yihan rushed in from the outside, panting. Shao Guohua looked at Sun Yihan and laughed, "Little Sun! Come, come, come. Quickly bring the things over, today we are going to watch a Dean Xiao Chen performance! "

As he spoke, Shao Guohua received the colored ink in Sun Yihan's hands, as well as all kinds of wolf hair. These things were Shao Guohua's treasures, they were afraid that they would be hurt a little by the little girl in front of him. Therefore, Shao Guohua was now very precious to him.

Listening to Shao Guohua's words, Huang Zhenyi was a little confused, "Elder Shao, could it be that Dean Xiao Chen is still performing today?"

Shao Guohua smiled slightly, and said with an enigmatic tone: "Don't say it, don't say it!" Seeing how mysterious Shao Guohua was acting, Huang Zhenyi became even more curious. She and Xi Juan both kept looking at Chen Yufan who was on stage, sizing him up. This Dean Xiao Chen was indeed not bad looking, he had a lot of temperament. It could be said that he was as gentle as jade!

It was often said in ancient times that a gentleman was like a jade, perhaps this was what it meant. Especially those eyes, it was impossible to resist.

She quietly watched, but she didn't show any reaction. Instead, her eyes flashed with curiosity. Different from her own family's old man, although Huang Zhenyi was also in the arts category, she didn't learn the classical art of painting. When Chen Yufan played the flute just now, Bi Hai and Tian Xin already praised Huang Zhenyi's music endlessly. Now, looking at the way he played, it seemed that this Dean Xiao Chen had a certain level of skill in painting as well. This made Huang Zhenyi even more curious.

In front of the stands, Xi Juan randomly found a seat to sit on, holding her head with both hands, Xi Juan's current appearance was like a little girl who had an infatuation for women, curious, excited, even looking at that handsome face, her heart feeling like a little deer was bumping around, it was very strange! Even she didn't know how to explain her current emotions.

He only saw that Chen Yufan, who was on stage, was holding a brush and throwing ink freely around. This was a state of mind that even the Elder Shao who was constantly observing felt that his mouth was somewhat dry, a type of inconceivable feeling. One had to know, without thirty to fifty years of cultivation, it was impossible to reach such a level of mastery in classical poetry.

The brush strokes were steady and steady, but they were as ethereal and elegant as a cyan cloud. The cyan light continued to scatter across the scroll. The bead was smooth and smooth without any sign of stopping. Moments later, the green bamboo, green forest, and wolves began to float lifelike on the paper, especially those wolf eyes.

Elder Shao could not help but exclaim softly, "Alright!"

Chen Yufan's state of mind did not seem to be disturbed, but instead, he continued to pour out his ink, giving off the feeling that this was an ancient aura. Seeing these bits and pieces on the paper, especially the piece of Jiang Cheng Zi from Elder Shao, who was also imprinted on the paper by Chen Yufan. The brush strokes and the concepts were almost exactly the same.

The brown steed lifted its eyes and its mane seemed to be dancing in the wind. On the horse, an old man over fifty years old was holding a bow and arrow in his hand. Above the charm, it was abnormally agile, as if it had come alive. Even the faint lines on the old man's face could be seen clearly. If not for careful examination, Elder Shao would have taken this person in the painting to be a real person.

In less than half an hour, a painting had been completed. It gave off the impression that it was capable of causing the world to tremble and the gods to sob.

Elder Shao felt that this old man, who looked towards the northwest and knew how to shoot Sky Wolf while drawing his eagle bow, looked more and more familiar. Other than the armor on his body, each drop was almost exactly the same as his. This made him feel that Chen Yufan's prank was a bit foolish. With a bitter laugh, he pointed at Chen Yufan and said: "You brat, you brat!"

However, Elder Shao's actions piqued the curiosity of countless people, and everyone rushed forward to see what was going on. Huang Zhenyi and Xi Juan were the same, but when Huang Zhenyi looked at the drawing on the table, she suddenly felt her entire body shaking. Although she wasn't born in the Fine Arts Department, due to her family's influence, she was still able to distinguish whether a painting was good or bad.

This calligraphy and painting had words within it, and within the words, there were pictures. It was as if Jiang Cheng had come to life. The sharpness with which the brush moved was especially fascinating: "Good, good drawing!"

Huang Zhenyi smiled, sshe looked at the painting in front of him, and her heart was filled with emotions. After a long while, he finally looked at Chen Yufan and said: "Dean Xiao Chen, I have a presumptuous request, I don't know if you can agree to it or not!"

Chen Yufan's long bangs moved a bit, and said: "Please speak, Dean Huang!"

After holding it in for a while, Huang Zhenyi said: "Can Dean Xiao Chen give this painting to me as a gift?"

Chen Yufan could tell that Huang Zhenyi was indeed a person with a sincere temperament. Asking for it in such a manner caused Chen Yufan's face to turn ugly. Without waiting for Chen Yufan's reply, the Elder Shao was not willing, and said: "Big niece, there is no such thing as digging one's foot into the wall. Besides, this is the work of our hospital's welcoming party, and it is also Little Chen's first work in the hospital. This, our academy has collected all of it! "

"This …" Huang Zhenyi started to feel a little awkward. She looked at Chen Yufan with an inquiring gaze, as if she was still looking forward to it. After all, the creator of this calligraphy and painting was here. As long as he nodded his head, he would have a chance.

However, Chen Yufan smiled helplessly and said: "Chairman Huang, this piece of work is a gift from me at the welcoming party, you might not be able to take it away. If Chairman Huang likes it, you can make another one and gift it to him! "

Huang Zhenyi nodded her head regretfully. With a good upbringing, she was not a woman who did not understand etiquette. She could not help but think in her heart: It's better to have something than nothing. With this consolation, she was finally relieved. Once again, a smile blossomed on her face as she said, "Then, many thanks Dean Xiao Chen! "Looks like I've gained quite a lot from this trip!"

Chen Yufan gently nodded his head and said, "Our hospital's program has not ended yet. If you are interested, you can stay and watch!"

"It's going to be like this!" Huang Zhenyi laughed. Just that while the two of them were talking, they felt that something was wrong with the gaze, which came from Xi Juan. Xi Juan could be said to have been an influential figure from the student era until now. With her beautiful appearance, she once earned the title of the number one beauty in the student era after being cicada in a row for four years.