Chapter 80: The Prince of Dou Shi
The ink marks on the drawing board have not yet dried, and Shui Qilin also knows that touching it now will cause the painting to be stained.
She looked at it carefully, and the more she looked at it, the more she fell in love with it. The impatience in her heart that had been disturbed had long since disappeared, and she looked at Li Hao with her beautiful eyes:
"Did you draw it for me?"
"Senior, do you like it?"
Li Hao saw the joy in her eyes and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "If senior likes it, I will give it to you."
Shui Qilin showed a smile, and the entire Hantan seemed to be much brighter. She chuckled and said: "I didn't expect that there would be a painter as skilled as you in the human race. The painting is indeed good. I feel like I am standing in front of you." It’s the same on paper.”
"Senior, as long as you like it."
The painting is not only a reproduction, but also artistic processing, which is equivalent to adding a filter, so it will naturally look better.
Li Hao glanced at her and asked in a low voice: "Senior, how about I draw you a picture of your current transformed appearance?"
Shui Qilin did not object this time, but looked at Li Hao with interest: "Can you still draw?"
"As for painting, as long as the seniors cooperate, I can paint all day long!" Li Hao said with a smile.
"Okay, then you can draw another one and let me take a look." Shui Qilin agreed.
"good!"
Li Hao quickly agreed, this was a rare opportunity to make money.
"Senior, please stand by the pool and turn your body slightly. Well, that's it..."
Li Hao asked her to make a sideways movement. Coupled with the other party's beautiful face, she looked like a gentle and gentle woman standing by the edge of the Bitan.
He quickly began to draw.
After a stick of incense.
End of second painting.
[Painting experience +1738]
The experience has not diminished much, mostly because of the transformation, which is another posture.
Soon, Li Hao handed the painting to the other party.
Shui Qilin took a look, and his eyes suddenly brightened. The woman in the painting was sad, with sad eyes, revealing the loneliness and frost in the world, like a water lotus floating away from the world.
This is actually me... Shui Qilin felt that the woman in this painting was much more beautiful than when she saw her true appearance.
Moreover, isn't that ray of sadness that can't be resolved between her eyebrows exactly what's in her heart?
Alone in the cold pool, lonely for thousands of years, Tan Palace is a place for humans, but it is not her place... In this prosperous human city, she is even more lonely.
Staring at the painting, she gradually became obsessed.
When Li Hao saw that the other party was lost in thought, he didn't bother her. He just sorted out the drawing board a little, and then painted her forgetful look again.
In this age without photographs, his paintings can seal time.
Li Hao feels that most people should like it.
Soon, the third painting was completed.
[Painting experience +1541]
The experience is slightly reduced, but it is still a huge amount.
In just three paintings, I earned more than 5,000 experience points. It was a bloody profit.
When Li Hao finished the painting, Shui Qilin also came back to his senses and asked, "Is the painting finished?"
It turns out that you noticed... Li Hao snickered in his heart. He had obviously noticed it, but he still maintained his entranced posture. It seemed that the other party was also deliberately cooperating.
"The painting is done."
Li Hao nodded and turned the drawing board towards her.
Seeing the third painting, the smile in Shui Qilin's eyes grew a little more. The trance-like look was lifelike, and the light reflected in the penetrating eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of thoughts.
Just now, she did briefly review some past events from a thousand years ago, but he actually saw it?
This little human guy can actually read himself?
Shui Qilin looked at Li Hao, his eyes had become much kinder, and said: "Your painting skills are indeed good. You said you are a descendant of the Li family?"
"Yeah." Li Hao nodded.
Shui Qilin said with great interest: "The Li family of the Divine General's Mansion is famous all over the world, but as far as I know, the Li family has strict family rules and the members of the family are all warriors. How can you be allowed to touch side tricks?"
"Painting is not necessarily a small skill."
Li Hao smiled slightly: "Besides, there is no delay in practicing and painting. There will always be times when you are tired from practicing."
"oh?"
Shui Qilin raised his eyebrows.
Li Hao temporarily concealed the attributes of all phenomena, released the breath of Shilili, and then reactivated the attributes of all phenomena.
Shui Qilin was slightly startled, and couldn't help but slightly widen his eyes, looking at Li Hao in surprise.
Fifteen miles?
But the Qi, blood and bones still look so fresh and tender.
"Senior, I'm rarely free today, how about I continue to draw a few more paintings for you?" Li Hao said seductively with a smile.
Shui Qilin glanced at the drawing paper in her hand. She had already used her strength to dry the paper, and nodded: "Alright."
Li Hao smiled in his heart and immediately asked her to stand by the Bitan again and continue painting.
Soon, a painting was completed.
After drawing eleven pictures in a row, when the twelfth picture was completed, the painting path experience had only increased by 351 points.
Although it is much less than before, it is still rich compared to other things in the painting.
"That's it for today."
Shui Qilin accepted the latest painting and looked at it twice, with a bright smile on his face.
"Senior, are you dissatisfied?" Li Hao, who was about to pick up his pen, asked.
The water unicorn woman shook her head and said: "Today my dress is too simple, but your painting skills are so exquisite. I will paint it for you next time when I dress better."
Li Hao suddenly became speechless. Everyone said that everyone has a love for beauty, but he didn't expect that this great demon king also had it.
Don't you think you're dressed pretty enough today?
But Li Hao felt that she was so beautiful that she was beyond recognition.
"Okay."
Li Hao didn't force him. Anyway, the future is long.
"What's your name?" Shui Qilin asked.
"Li Hao."
Shui Qilin was a little surprised. This name was a bit outrageous. It would be okay if Li Hao was born in the royal family.
"Senior, what about you?" Li Hao asked, not letting go of this opportunity to make friends.
"I take the surname of the first palace master, and my surname is Song." Shui Qilin smiled and said, "My name is Song Qiumo."
Song Qiumo... Li Hao nodded slightly and said, "Senior Qiumo, I will come over to see you when I have time next time. How will I call you then?"
"If you touch the water lightly, I will be able to see through it." Song Qiumo said with a smile.
Li Hao remembered it and nodded: "See you soon, senior."
Song Qiumo waved his hand gently, turned around and drifted away, returning to the Bitan with a dozen paintings.
Those drawing papers were covered with her power, shrouded like a thin film, untouchable by the pond.
"This diving... should get a perfect score of 10 points."
Li Hao couldn't help but secretly admired when he saw the other party entering the cold pool without any splashing. He did not put away the drawing board immediately, but continued to paint the cold pool and the cliff.
Although there is no water unicorn or Song Qiumo in the painting, this beautiful scenery alone can bring a lot of experience.
Li Hao also tried to construct majestic scenes and even strange and ferocious beasts in his mind, but after drawing them, he gained very little experience.
He didn't know why. Maybe it was because of the lack of some details and charm?
I also painted four or five pictures of lonely cliffs and cold ponds.
After gaining five to six hundred experience points, Li Hao felt that it was almost time to leave. Suddenly he heard someone reciting a poem: "The solitary peaks and steep cliffs are haggard, and the white clouds are as long as tears from the sky."
“Where does the path lead, and who knows my thoughts?”
While talking, a figure walked slowly towards him. When he saw Li Hao by the cold pool, Li Hao happened to turn back and look at him.
The two looked at each other and recognized each other's identity.
Prince?
Li Hao was surprised that this person was actually one of the two princes of the First Academy, and his name seemed to be Jiang Hanxing.
Jiang Hanxing also recognized Li Hao. Who was the most popular in Courtyard A today, it was undoubtedly the young master of the Li family in front of him.
From the moment he entered Courtyard A, he noticed Wang Han, Li Hao and other disciples of the Divine General's Mansion, but he did not approach them.
Thinking that he had just come here while reciting a poem, Jiang Hanxing felt his face flush red and a little hot. Damn it, how could there be anyone here?
However, this guy is the son of a military commander, so he probably doesn’t understand good and bad, right?
After the brief exchange of glances, Jiang Hanxing controlled the heat on his face and said hello with a smile:
"Young master of the Li family?"
"Hello."
Li Hao also responded very officially. He was not interested in these royal children.
The other prince named Jiang Ye came to him and Li Yuanzhao not long after school started, expressing his intention to make friends.
But the ambition in the boy's eyes was too obvious. Li Hao was too lazy to get involved in these troublesome matters related to the royal family, so he ignored him and told Yuan Zhao not to get too close to these guys. This kind of water was not something they could get involved in easily.
"Are you here?"
Jiang Hanxing curiously looked at the drawing board in front of Li Hao. He wouldn't be surprised if Li Hao was practicing here.
But what are you doing with pen and ink?
Thinking that Li Hao had broken the rules and entered the Black and White Palace, at least he was already in the Step Soul Realm, his eyes became a little more solemn.
"Collecting style." Li Hao said casually, and at the same time withdrew his gaze, he went back to mixing ink and preparing to paint.
Jiang Hanxing was a little surprised, and his eyes showed some interest. He had secretly observed the young master of the Li family in Courtyard A before.
After all, the other party's name was given by his father himself.
He had heard his mother talk about this matter since he was born, and he couldn't help but pay more attention to it when he saw it on the day he entered school.
And Li Hao's behavior was indeed different from ordinary people. He had felt sorry before, feeling that the other party had received too much favor and had been groomed into a playboy by the Li family.
But today, after listening to Teacher Su Yehua's words, I realized that this is a hidden genius.
"Collecting wind?"
Jiang Hanxing walked over curiously and saw Li Hao drawing with his pen. The lonely mountain and cold pool appeared on the painting paper, and the painting was extremely vivid and artistic.
He was stunned.
Born in the royal family, although he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, he loves poetry and calligraphy. How could he not see that his painting skills are quite impressive.
After Li Hao finished painting, Jiang Hanxing couldn't help but ask: "Master Li, can you still paint?"
Without moving his eyes, Li Hao picked up his pen and continued: "Don't you also know how to compose poetry?"
Jiang Hanxing's face couldn't help but blush when he mentioned poetry.
I like it, but "will" is a different matter.
He does understand a little bit.
But the poem just now was not written seriously. The words and sentences were just improvised, just to express the depression in my heart, without careful polishing.
"Young Master Li also knows poetry?"
"Understand a little bit."
"oh?"
Jiang Hanxing was quite surprised and became interested and said, "How about Master Li come and compose a poem?"
"Writing poetry?"
Li Hao glanced at him. He had already completed the third stage of poetry experience. He had not yet understood the heart of poetry, and he had no experience in writing poetry.
"That's right, why not... let's compose a poem about the cold pool painted by Mr. Li. How about we write a poem together?"
Jiang Hanxing became interested in poetry competition, and also wanted to compare his level with Li Hao, so as to save face for his casual poetry just now, so as not to be taken seriously by others for his poetry level.
Li Hao glanced at it: "Hantan? Then you can invite me first."
"Let's take it first, Mr. Li. I have little talent and knowledge, so I need to think more about it." Jiang Hanxing said quickly.
Li Hao didn't think he was being modest. The rhyme of the poor poem the other party read before was not even right.
"Okay."
Li Hao had a casual temperament and without much thought, he recited a poem: "Li Bai was about to travel in a boat when he suddenly heard people singing on the shore."
"The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me."
After reciting one song, he continued to trace the painting in his hand without stopping.
In the past, reciting Shixian's poems required at least hundreds of experiences, but now the experience has long been exhausted, and there is no experience at all.
To respect the originality, he did not change a word.
Doesn’t fit the context? Oh, that's none of my business.
After listening to it, Jiang Hanxing was a little surprised. This poem has some charm.
"Master Li, didn't you write this poem on the spot?" Jiang Hanxing said. The situation described in the poem is not consistent with the current situation.
"Just tell me if there is a pool of water inside." Li Hao said.
"..."
Jiang Hanxing was dumbfounded, the pond was there, but where were the peach blossoms? There is a ghostly peach blossom here!
He thought for a while and then said: "Did Mr. Li do this himself, or did he?"
The suspicion in his eyes was very obvious.
"Anyway, you can't find another author in this world." Li Hao said calmly with a calm expression.
Seeing that he spoke so confidently, Jiang Hanxing was a little surprised, and asked again: "Can I ask who Li Bai is in the poem?"
"My surname is Li, so he is naturally an ancestor of my Li family."
"...What about Wang Lun?"
"My ancestor's biggest brother."
"????"
What the hell is the number one guy on the list?
Jiang Hanxing looked stunned.
"It's your turn." Li Hao glanced at him.
Jiang Hanxing came to his senses and was a little speechless, but fortunately, he had secretly played a trick. He had written a poem about Hantan Waterfall earlier, which happened to be used today.
Although it may not be accurate enough for the scenery in front of me, it is still much better than Li Hao's outrageous poem.
(End of chapter)