564: C564 The Second Round Begins

C564 The Second Round Begins

Lin Jue had been hiding all sorts of things. He hadn't learned anything from that little bastard of his!

Putting aside martial arts or chess, chess, painting, and so on and so forth, even if he had the ability to swindle and steal, he probably hadn't even learned the essence of it, had he?

The more he thought about it, the angrier Qin Mo became.

He looked at Lin Jue as if his eyes were spitting fire. "After you return to Capital M, pass a message to that little bastard of mine. Tell him to report to me before he returns. You have to be proficient in zither, chess, painting, and chess! Otherwise, I'll lock him up for ten years! "

" Ten years? " Lin Jue's mouth twitched. "Then you will have to stay in the throne for ten years? Don't you want to quit early?"

"I... I... You don't care about me, brat!" Qin Mo, who had been beaten up by Lin Jue, was so angry that he was embarrassed. Without saying anything, he kicked Lin Jue away.

Although he liked Lin Jue very much, he had to admit that Lin Jue was a kung-fu master. He was not an ordinary person either. Every time they got to know each other, Qin Mo would take the initiative to leave. He wanted to find a place to let out a sigh of relief so that he wouldn't get angry the next time they met.

This also made Chen Yifan frequently laugh at the two of them. Those who didn't know would think that they were putting on a show of love and killing each other.

Therefore, at this moment, he suddenly felt a little regretful. That little bastard of his could never learn this ability of his. In the future, there would be chaos in the Qin family's old residence every few days.

"Master, Master Jue, the calligraphy and painting competition is ready!"

While Lin Jue and Qin Mo were chatting, Uncle Fu had already started the competition.

"Thank you, Uncle Fu!" Lin Jue nodded, then looked at the long rows of tables, as if the school organized a hundred people to take the exam.

However, there were not many of them. There were roughly twenty of them.

Due to the first proposal, the painting for this competition had actually become one.

The difference was that it wasn't like the former. If they were to match, it would be incompatible.

Calligraphy and painting had never been separated from each other since ancient times. Therefore, it could be expressed in one form.

However, looking at the 40 people who were ready, his brows couldn't help but twitch as he looked at Qin Mo.

As expected, Qin Mo, whose face was filled with joy just a second ago, had turned gloomy at this moment.

It was still the same saying, It's not scary to lose. What was scary was that he didn't even have the courage to admit it. That was really disappointing.

But if there was anything more unacceptable than this, it was someone who did not even dare to participate in the competition...

The first round was playing chess and playing the piano. There were more than 40 people participating in the competition.

In the second round of the competition, another 40 people went on stage. Two groups of two were in charge of painting and one was in charge of calligraphy.

Then the problem came... What about two people left with more than a dozen people?

One had to know that the number of young people from the Qin family who came here today was more than a hundred! Each of them had a powerful force behind them. Even Qin Mo had to admit this.

Otherwise, no matter how friendly Qin Mo was, the threshold of his family wasn't so low that anyone could enter.

He had thought that Lin Jue would unleash his divine might and sweep away this group of little fellows. However, failure was not scary. No one's growth could be smooth, because life was unpredictable. There were ten thousand and ten thousand things in every life!

Who knew what would happen?

But now, if he did not have the courage to face this "one in a million" in his own home, then what would happen when he went out in the future?

He didn't need to think to guess.

Being afraid before the battle, no matter where it was, it was a huge taboo!

These people had admitted defeat under the imposing manner created by Lin Jue. They did not even have the courage to raise their heads to look at him!

One had to say, this kind of person might be destined to have an ordinary life, and only an ordinary life was more suitable for this kind of person.

Through Qin Mo's quick change in expression, Lin Jue knew that the future of these dozen or so people had already been decided today.

There were some things that could be decided with a single thought.

Since he had made this decision, he had to have the courage to face the consequences of doing so!

It was not difficult to imagine that no matter how great the strength behind these people was, it would not be of any use.

If the people of Qin family couldn't even tell the difference between the big and the big, then it wouldn't have spread to this day.

Furthermore, even if his chess and piano skills were good, he might not be proficient in calligraphy and painting!

One! One person's energy was limited.

Practicing martial arts valued one's talent, but if one wanted to be successful, one had to have the time and experience to evaluate one's talent.

Thus, he could take a gamble!

In the end, he didn't even have the courage to do so. It had to be said that this was truly a tragedy...

This was also the reason why Qin Mo's face darkened after seeing this.

Turning his head, Lin Jue took a deep breath and walked to a table to check.

Compared to the zither and chess, painting was more moderate. However, the preparation required for it was also much more complicated.

Some people said that chess was also a quiet project, and that something was wrong.

Because chess was, in other words, a fight between the two of them!

By playing chess in such a way, they would be able to compete with each other. The chess path was dangerous, like a battle between two armies on the battlefield. He had to scheme against others at all times, and even more so, he had to scheme against himself. How could this be a silent matter?

Perhaps on the surface, you would feel that there was nothing wrong with it. The two of them were calmly chatting. But how many people knew about the hidden undercurrents?

Of course, there were two sides to everything. Calligraphy and painting were not necessarily just one side. The only difference was that the way they chose to reveal themselves was different.

It was the same as all things in the world. There was a distinction between yin and yang.

"Eh? It's actually a high-grade Luo Wen paper? I didn't expect that Uncle Qin would actually hide this treasure!" Lin Jue touched the fine texture of the Xuan paper and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Hahahaha, I bought this knife from a collector a while ago. It's rare to see such an old piece of paper now. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even be willing to take it out today!" Qin Mo laughed loudly.

"There's still the prepared Life Announcement over there. You can choose from that!"

"Hehe, with such a good piece of paper, what else do I need?" Lin Jue chuckled. Then, he walked to the pen rack and looked at the extravagant brushes. He couldn't help but smack his lips, as if he wanted to hit a rich man. He felt like he was splitting the land.

A pen here could be exchanged for a small house in any city.

It looked like a simple brush, but each brush could be said to be priceless!

Most importantly, these methods of drawing a brush had long been lost in the annals of history!

Whether it was the size of the model or the brush made from various types of animal hair, there was everything that could be found here!

After looking at these, Lin Jue nodded his head in satisfaction. "I have no more questions. How about you guys?"

"We have no problems either. We can start at any time!" All the disciples of Qin family said in unison.1

"Alright!" Lin Jue nodded his head and looked at Qin Mo.

"Let's begin!" Qin Mo waved his hand and sat on the armchair next to him. "Which of your best works will be placed in my hall? Let's begin!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of all the Qin family disciples lit up. They looked at Qin Mo in disbelief.

This might not be tempting to Lin Jue, but to these disciples of the Qin family, this kind of temptation was simply unimaginable!

What Qin Mo just said, in the hearts of these disciples of the Qin family, it was the same as in the hearts of the ancient royal family. The Emperor had recognized a minister's calligraphy and painting, and then hung it on the throne room. It was the same meaning!

Such temptation almost drove these little fellows crazy.

"Tsk, I will burn my painting in a moment!" Lin Jue curled his lips and rolled his eyes at Qin Mo who had no good intentions.

He had just felt the fear of these disciples of Qin family. Although there was no competition, the shadow of the previous match was still there!

Even if they had started the competition, it would be considered pretty good if they could exert 70% of their strength.

What a pity... Qin Mo's words immediately ignited the flames of war in their hearts. Each and every one of them seemed to have been injected with stimulants.

From this point of view, Lin Jue really admired Qin Mo. This was the true ability of a patriarch of a big family.

After that, after the announcement, almost all the disciples of Qin family started painting.

Qin Mo's words had excited all of them. They stretched out their hands and started painting. It was as if they were the first to do so.

Lin Jue shook his head when he saw this scene.

Qin Mo was the same. This wasn't because he wasn't satisfied, but because he was too impatient to calm down. Even when faced with a great temptation, he shouldn't be like this.

Otherwise, it would be too easy for him to be used as a weapon. He wouldn't even know if he was used as a weapon.

What made Qin Mo feel relieved was that there were still a few outstanding disciples of the Qin family. Although they were also excited, they still had to be rational at the very least.

Who would have thought that there would be so many tests hidden in this seemingly ordinary competition?

This made Qin Mo very satisfied with Lin Jue. This was indeed a good whetstone!

To a certain extent, painting and painting were not separated from one another.

Since they were competing together, the two of them would have to be divided into two main categories.

Since painting was the main focus, then painting first would be followed by the artistic conception and meaning expressed by painting, and then writing the words!

Poetry, or something else.

Only when the two of them complemented each other in such a way could it be called an outstanding piece of work, and not a completely different story...

Lin Jue also stood there without moving. He looked at the brush in his hand and was lost in thought.

In fact, whether it was painting or calligraphy, it was not something that could be written with a brush.

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