The champion of protecting flowers in modern times

Keng!

If the water sprayed, if the green dragon chanted, the silver light flashed across everyone's eyes, the eyes closed subconsciously for a moment, and then opened slowly for a moment, the pupils couldn't help but stare at the front.

From the palm of Henry Zhang's hand, a thin and soft sharp sword suddenly raised, and the silver light shone.

Although the swordsman is used as a metaphor, what I want to show now is painting skills.

Why did Henry Zhang raise his sword suddenly?

Before too many questions arose in everyone's minds, Henry Zhang's voice fell indifferently, "A straw in the hands of a swordsman can turn decay into magic, while in the hands of a master of painting, even a sharp sword can Depicting the magnificent waves, the majestic mountains and rivers!"

The whole place was silent.

call out!

Raising the sword, the tip of the sword suddenly landed on the inkstone on one side, his wrist shook violently, and he picked it up vigorously, the inkstone was thrown straight into the sky with a clatter, and the pitch-black ink poured down like magma...

The sword light rushed to meet him, and the silver-white sword body was dyed jet black in an instant, and under the provocation of the sword shadow, the ink swaying all over the sky jumped on the rice paper laid underneath as if it was attached to the spirit.

The sword shadow folded up.

The speed was so fast that everyone present couldn't catch the shadow of the sword without blinking, and they were dazzled. However, this situation only lasted for less than 5 minutes. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the tip of the sword suddenly Moving sideways, the rice paper that seemed to be shrouded in fog finally reappeared in everyone's sight.

The tip of the sword slammed into the cup, and water drops fell with the sword intent.

call out!

The sword is retracted, and the figure falls.

Everyone present couldn't help being stunned.

The mind went blank.

what happened?

In the end what happened?

It seemed to be stunned all of a sudden.

From Henry Zhang's swinging the sword to closing the sword, everything seemed so unbelievable. It looked like he was playing acrobatics. The cool breath from the water droplets soaked into the minds of everyone at this moment, and they suddenly regained their senses after a convulsion Coming over, their eyes turned to the piece of rice paper on the table...

"I'd like to see if it's a bluff, or..."

The small muttering stopped abruptly.

quiet!

silence!

Deathly silence!

At this moment, as if the air had stagnated, everyone's pupils were widened to the extreme, and they held their breath. Their hearts seemed to have stopped temporarily, lest they be shocked by the scene in front of them.

No!Is this a painting?

So the eyeballs are wide and round, and the eyes are firmly on the table. At this moment, it seems that the whole body has been in the environment of high mountains and flowing water. After taking a deep breath, it is the incomparably fresh nature. There seems to be something in the ears. The ding-dong crisp sound of the Congcong Creek passing by is refreshing.

The combination of high mountains and flowing water is perfectly inlaid, and it is amazing the uncanny workmanship of nature!

Great mountains and rivers, stone steps pave the sky, but the side is surrounded by clouds and mist.

There are Lingjue peaks, the heroic spirit, and the tenderness of clear water.

This is a perfect mountain and river, this is a stunning fairyland that makes people fall into it from the first look.However, this seems to be the great river that everyone yearns for!

At this moment, everyone's eyes are fixed on the grass and trees, mountains and rocks, water and fog, as if they forgot that it is just a painting.

It's just that the person they looked down upon, with a sword, carved the mountains and rivers in less than 5 minutes.

Sword writes mountains and rivers!

Startled all kinds of waves.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed that someone finally couldn't hold his breath, took a deep breath, and awakened everyone present from their sluggishness!

The sound of inhaling repeatedly came and went one after another.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The extremely hot eyes fell on Henry Zhang, and at this moment, the pupils showed a shocking expression!

Including Simon Lang!

Even though Henry Zhang had already experienced Henry Zhang's painting skills when Henry Zhang "invited" him to go to a meeting before, but now this hand of "writing mountains and rivers with swords" really shocked him completely.

"A straw in the hands of a swordsman can turn decay into magic."

"And in the hands of a master of painting, even a sharp sword can depict majestic and majestic mountains and rivers!"

Henry Zhang’s voice kept echoing in his mind.

"The master of painting! The master of painting!" murmured, Ximenlang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he couldn't help but stare at Henry Zhang excitedly, "This is the real master! "

Painting with a sword, the appearance of the painting "Writing Mountains and Rivers with Sword" shocked everyone present without any suspense.

At this time, who else dares to raise any objections?

Yes, just admiration from the bottom of my heart!

In the eyes of masters, his paintings are not popular and fail, so what else can he say?

Looking at the "Sword Writing Mountains and Rivers" tiled on the table, and comparing it with the painting in front of them, many people felt ashamed for a while.In comparison, it's not just that it's nothing but insignificance!My own is simply not popular.

Henry Zhang didn't say the first half of the superfluous words, but picked up the brush again and walked to the side of a person, cast his eyes and glanced at the painting in front of him, shook his head lightly and sighed for a while, and the tip of the brush fell.

0 points!

Although Henry Zhang was already mentally prepared, Henry Zhang couldn't compliment the painting skills of the group of "Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting" at the moment. After checking almost half of the people in front of him, none of them was qualified in Henry Zhang's eyes.

All 0 points.

However, at this time, the people who were sentenced to 0 points, apart from the embarrassment in their eyes, no longer have half a word of dissatisfaction. Henry Zhang's strength is already in front of them. The rules of respect will not change.

The hall was very quiet, and Henry Zhang’s footsteps came to the young man named Xiang Jie. At this time, Xiang Jie’s eyes were disturbed. Before him, no one had gotten a passing score in Henry Zhang’s pen.

Still raising his eyes and sweeping down, Henry Zhang's pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and after a while, he nodded slightly, with a slight smile on his face.

"good."

The tip of the pen fell, and it was '60'!

Passing score!

At this moment, Xiang Jie's eyes widened, and he couldn't restrain a convulsion all over his body. He looked at Henry Zhang with great excitement, and some didn't know what to say, "Thank you, thank you..."

Henry Zhang patted Xiang Jie on the shoulder with a smile, "Young man, you can draw bamboo well. From now on in 'Shanhe', you will only draw bamboo."

Xiang Jie seemed to be flattered, and nodded his head hastily.

In fact, when it comes to age, Henry Zhang should be younger than Xiang Jie, but the best is the first!Xiang Jie's respectful attitude towards Henry Zhang did not make people feel awkward at all.

Perhaps it was the beginning of Xiang Jie, and then Henry Zhang received a lot of surprises. Until the final review, the 29-member painter team was finally classified by Henry Zhang on the passing line. Except for Xiang Jie, a total of There are four more people, all of whom are older members of the 'Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy'.

Counting Ximen Lang, there are only six painters selected by Henry Zhang to stay in the "Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting"!

Of course, it is impossible for such a large calligraphy and painting company to rely on only six people to support it. However, firstly, they have the idea of ​​rather lacking, and secondly, as long as the reputation of "Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy" is established, there will be no good painters to apply for?

Henry Zhang had a faint smile on his face, "Friends who have passed the score, you are very welcome to stay in the group of 'Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy'. As for the others... sorry, please find another job."

As soon as the voice fell, the expressions of the people standing in front were different. Some walked out directly, some sighed and left, some looked hesitant, but couldn't say what they wanted to stay, they could only shake their heads and pack up their things left.

In every field, apart from the principle of respecting the strong, survival of the fittest is inevitable.

At the end, there were still three people staying in place, looking at Henry Zhang, it was three young people, their eyes hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage, looked up at Henry Zhang, "Can we apply to stay? "

"Huh?" Henry Zhang looked at the three of them with a slight smile.

One of them said at this time, "We know that our current level is not enough, but we can start as apprentices first."

"We want to learn more advanced painting skills."

Henry Zhang glanced at the three of them gently, and from the eyes of the three young people, he seemed to fully feel the kind of fanaticism and persistence.

"No problem, I can let you stay." Henry Zhang didn't hesitate for long, and made a decisive decision directly.

"Really?" The three people's eyes lit up at the same time, a little unbelievable. They thought it would be very difficult for Henry Zhang to agree to this request. After all, "Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy" is now in an extraordinary period, and it is impossible to support idlers.

"That's right." Henry Zhang nodded with a smile, "I just want to tell everyone that Shanhe calligraphy and painting is also a place that can carry dreams."

Hearing this, several people couldn't help being stunned at the same time, even including the four older painters who stayed behind, they couldn't help showing a little emotion in their eyes at this moment, dreams, which young people don't have a publicized dream , just disappeared with the contours of the years.

Painting, isn’t it also my own dream?

At this moment, Henry Zhang's seemingly inadvertent words made everyone's hearts throb...

At this time, suddenly, there was a sound of messy and hurried footsteps.

Henry Zhang and others glanced over, and a man wearing the uniform of the 'Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting' employee hurried up, panting slightly, and said anxiously to Henry Zhang, "Someone is looking for trouble on the first floor...Three... ...Miss San told you to go down quickly!"

"Come to the door, please?"

Henry Zhang squinted his eyes lightly, without any hesitation, he rushed down towards the stairs.

After the other six people were startled, they hurriedly followed.

"Who would come to ask for trouble on the first day that Miss took over 'Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy'?" Henry Zhang rushed down the stairs with a leap, and glanced sharply ahead. For the sake of the two groups of people, a group of figures of unknown origin were talking loudly towards the front, while several security guards from "Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting" stopped in front of them. Behind the security guards stood the light blue shadow Tingting, Eyes staring indifferently ahead...

"Are you looking for trouble, or are you asking for trouble?" Seeing that the situation on the field was not bad, Henry Zhang slowed down a bit, and walked forward slowly, with a sneer on his lips.