Chapter 1312: The ink painting matches the sound of the piano

Chapter 1312 The ink painting and the sound of the piano match well
"What is Guo Hao doing?" Situ Qiaoer looked at Ye Hao with his eyes closed and meditating.
"It's already half of the time, he has no intention of doing it! Is it because he really can't figure out a way?" Long Sun Rong frowned.
This topic is indeed somewhat unfair. After all, some people are lucky to be good at it, but some people don't know anything about it.
"What is the topic of this selection? Since everyone is a warrior, it should be more related to a warrior." Situ Yao frowned and muttered.
He already regarded Guo Hao as his son-in-law, and of course he spoke to Guo Hao.
And Guo Hao's strange behavior is also under the attention of others.
Here Mao Jinqi's performance is over, he panted and stopped, and looked at Guo Hao with a sneer.
Although his performance may not be as good as Liu Ruoyu, she was completely intoxicated in her own voice.
But at least he was better than Guo Hao.
Then the bet between himself and him is that he won!
Yuan Shang also kept staring at this young man.
He wondered why this young man kept not doing it. He could feel it from the temporary change of the title of the pavilion master. In fact, the winner of this contest was already destined to be this man.
But now the man hasn't moved at all. Could it be that he gave up?
give up?
nonexistent.
Not to mention that Ye Hao is not a person who talks about giving up easily, let alone the task, how could he miss such an opportunity to pretend.
He opened his eyes and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Taking out a few silver needles in his hand, while throwing the white paper high, the silver needles in his hand shot out immediately.
The paper over a hundred meters long was fixed by Ye Hao with silver needles on the wooden pillars between the buildings. Because the center here is hollow, it is very suitable, just like a banner.
Then Ye Hao picked up a large bucket of ink on the ground, stepped on the ground, and jumped up and jumped in front of the white paper. Then he poured the ink directly on it.
That's right!
Just splash!
It's like a child playing and splashing paint.
Just as everyone was surprised at this person's behavior, the people below were afraid that ink would splash on their bodies.
They were shocked to find that none of the ink dripped, all were printed on white paper, and a magnificent ink painting was formed!
"This...this is amazing. This ink painting feels like looking at the stars on the ground!" A warrior who loves ink painting looked at the ink painting in front of him and exclaimed.
"It's nothing more than a splash of ink. Who is this young man who has such a skill? This is a painting!"
"This is simply a miracle!"
Everyone was amazed.
"Great, great. Xiao Guo is really great." Situ Yao clapped his hands with excitement on his face, as if the painting was done by himself.
"You just look at it and say it's great, do you know how to paint." Zhao Ruibai asked a husband of her own. As someone who knows a little about painting, she looked at the painting and then at her daughter, and she sighed. expression.
"Mom, you can only look at the paintings when you look at them. Why are you looking at me again and sighing." Situ Qiao'er looked at her mother in confusion.
"I'm sighing, Guo Hao's child is talented and intelligent, and he painted such a good painting, but it ended up in your hands. Hey, I can't bear to see a good boy ruined by you." Zhao Rui Said regretfully.
"Tomorrow we will do a paternity test, I am definitely not yours!" Situ Qiao'er said indignantly.
What is going on with my parents? Looking at Guo Hao now, I can't wait for them to be their children.
Becoming that man's girlfriend by himself is like someone who has suffered for eight lifetimes. Do you have such kind of parents?
The eldest grandson on the side chuckled softly, but he had to say that Situ Qiao'er had a temper. If he could find such a boyfriend, it would be considered a blessing from his previous life.
But Changsun Yu knew that all this was fake.
"But this is still a bit worse than Liu Ruoyu's Xiaosheng." At this moment, Long Sun Rong poured cold water on everyone's heads.
"Why Rong'er said that?" Madam Grandson looked at her daughter in confusion.
"Although this painting is good, it has no soul after all. But Liu Ruoyu's Xiao Sheng is fascinating, so her Xiao Sheng is even better," Long Sun Rong said.
The people at the table thought about it, and it was indeed the case.
Liu Ruoyu's lingering sound of Xiao Sheng has already made many people intoxicated.
And Guo Hao's words only amazed everyone at the beginning. After watching too much, everyone will naturally get used to it. After getting used to it, Liu Ruoyu's squeaky voice once again surrounds them.
Mao Jinqi in the court looked at Guo Hao who was in the limelight, he clenched his fist, this guy had so many means.
But fortunately, his outing was at best half a catty, he hadn't lost yet, Liu Ruoyu won.
At best, there is a tie between himself and him.
Mao Jinqi comforted himself silently in his heart.
But Ye Hao didn't stop, he walked to the xylophone prepared for him.
It was then that everyone remembered that Guo Hao still had a violin!
Because the previous performance was so wonderful, they all ignored the existence of this piano.
"Does Guo Hao still play the piano?" Changsun Yu said in surprise.
If this is the case, Guo Hao would be too perfect.
He is a perfect son-in-law who is capable of literary and military skills, as well as mysterious family affairs.
Ding
Ye Hao's fingers touched the xylophone, so a melodious piano sound came out.
The sound of this piano is so beautiful, no worse than Liu Ruoyu's.
Even after listening, the guests seemed to feel that they were quiet in the stars. Stars appeared in front of them, showing them the brilliance of the stars.
"What kind of tune is this?" Mrs. Changsun said suspiciously.
"I haven't heard it. There is no such tune in history." Long Sun Rong frowned and shook her head.
"Couldn't he created it on the spot?" Ye Yaoer muttered.
These words caused everyone to fall into silence. Although they did not want to believe it, there was only this reason now.
"Look! Look at that painting! It's so beautiful!"
"It's really incredible, is this really a painting?"
"Looking at it now, it's different from being perfect just now, no...I'm already intoxicated."
At this moment, an exclamation came from the side. It stands to reason that everyone should be very quiet when enjoying music like this. What is the situation that makes them so gaffe.
Madam Changsun raised her head and looked at the painting just now. The moment they saw the painting, their eyes widened.
"The painting...the painting is moving." Changsun Yu said in astonishment.
At this moment, in her eyes, the scene in the ink painting was actually moving, and the stars inside were slowly changing positions, and the stars and moons changed. The scene was simply beautiful, as if the real scene appeared in front of her.
Long Sun Rong looked at this star map, and she actually felt that the bottleneck that she had not been able to break through for a long time had obvious signs of loosening.
What exactly is going on.