"Hi!" Noda nodded heavily to Onojiji, then looked at Chen Feng, "Not only do I want to win you in calligraphy and painting, I also want to win back the poetry and music we lost to you just now!"
"Oh?" Chen Feng smiled faintly, "I'm curious, how do you want to compare?"
"Make a painting on the spot, and then use your best calligraphy to write a poem based on your painting, and use the guzheng as a musical instrument. Turn your painting into a song, play it with the guzheng and sing it!"
Liu Meiqi asked: "Teacher Noda, do you mean not only to compete in painting, but also to compete in calligraphy, poetry, musical instruments, composition and singing?"
"That's right!" Noda looked at Chen Feng fiercely, "I will show him today what a real master is like!"
Ono Jiji said proudly: "Our teacher Noda is a famous Japanese writer, poet, calligrapher, painter, senior researcher of Chinese culture, and a famous Japanese composer and singer. He is our Japanese national treasure. star!"
Many Chinese people present are unwilling. What does it mean to bring such an awesome person to participate in this inter-school exchange?
Liu Qingming's face was gloomy. It seemed that this exchange group was here for him. Fortunately, Chen Feng came up first and won two games. Otherwise, it would have been a complete defeat.
It doesn't matter even if Chen Feng loses in the third game.
"Teacher Chen Feng, feel free to compete with them. You have performed very well today. It doesn't matter if you lose."
Liu Qingming said loudly, which was a reassurance to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng made an OK gesture, then looked at Noda, "Let's get started."
Li Yan immediately ordered the desk, pen, ink, paper and inkstone to be put on the table.
Ono Jiji said: "Limited to one hour, start now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Noda immediately picked up his pen. He probably had Qiu He in mind for a long time. He was eloquent and free and easy, showing the style of a master. On the rice paper under his hand, a picture of an upside-down bamboo appeared on the paper. It was lifelike and showed his skill. .
Chen Feng was still thinking. Of course he could draw and write calligraphy. How could the disciple of Old Man Tianji in his previous life not know these things? But if I want to write another poem or a song, I have to think hard about it.
Noda on the opposite side must have been prepared for this, or he has often done this before and already has his own complete set of works.
It's really not easy to win against him...
Seeing Chen Feng sitting there blankly, everyone who paid attention to him was worried.
Li Yue held Chen Xiaomeng's arm and said anxiously: "What's the matter with your father? Why are you sitting there so still?"
"Teacher Li, you are hurting me..." Chen Xiaomeng frowned.
Li Yue quickly let go of her hand.
"Do you even need to ask? Have you seen him fight or sing, have you ever seen him paint or write? Or is it Chinese painting and calligraphy?"
"No."
"Then it's over, which means he doesn't know how."
Li Yue nodded, "Fortunately, Director Liu said it doesn't matter if he loses. Hehe, he will probably be the school's special teacher in the future."
Chen Xiaomeng smiled and said: "Then he will definitely continue to live in his small bungalow, and Teacher Li can often meet with him secretly..."
"You little devil..." But Li Yue was really happy.
"However, after today, he will probably become the idol of many female teachers, so you have many competitors! That Japanese beauty wants his contact information, so Teacher Li has to work hard! In my heart, I am the most inclined your."
This little guy...
Li Yue pouted, but what Xiaomeng said was very reasonable...
In order to prevent the audience from waiting impatiently, the exchange groups all sent students who participated in the exchange meeting to perform performances, including playing musical instruments, singing and dancing, etc. Especially Yuying School, they have not contributed so far, so they They perform the most.
Half an hour later, Noda had already started to finish the work, and Chen Feng finally started to write... At the moment when the time ended, it was finally completed.
"Time's up!" Ono said loudly and impatiently.
Li Yan asked the school choir who were performing to stand down.
Ono Jiji said: "Among the people who came with the Ministry of Education, there is a very famous figure in the world of calligraphy and painting. For the sake of fairness, how about I want him to judge?"
Liu Meiqi nodded, "Okay."
Ono Jiji looked at Xu Qing, "Minister Xu, the experts you brought can come down."
Xu Qing stood up and said, "Yes, our Ministry of Education has invited Mr. Chang Kun, the president of the famous calligraphy and painting association in Central and South China. He is also a famous calligrapher and painter in China. He is very authoritative in the industry and invites him to be the critic." There is nothing better than a rewarder.”
A man in his fifties stood up. Liu Qingming hurriedly walked up to him and said, "Master Chang, I really didn't know it was you. I can't blame you for your neglect."
Xu Qing sneered, "Since we are here, Director Liu has never paid attention to our Ministry of Education. How can I introduce him?"
Chang Kun smiled lightly and said, "Don't blame those who don't know. It's better to go and see their works first."
"please."
Chang Kun walked down from the auditorium and came to the center of the auditorium. He looked at the works placed by Noda and Chen Feng. All of Noda's calligraphy, paintings and even music scores were laid out one by one, while Chen Feng put them together. The top one said The messy score.
So Chang Kun came to Noda's table first.
He picked up Noda's painting and couldn't help but admire it: "The strong and steep branches and leaves look up and down, and the dark ink color is fresh and bright. Although it is bamboo, it gives people a sense of high-spirited and heroic. What a beautiful ink bamboo picture!"
Noda smiled proudly, "Thank you, Master Chang, for your compliment."
"Mr. Noda, don't be polite. Your ink bamboo painting captures the charm of Chinese traditional painting. I know several Chinese traditional painting painters who love painting bamboo, but none of them are as good as you!"
The teachers and students of the Sakura Exchange Group immediately applauded.
"Well done, Mr. Noda!"
"..."
"Master Chang, please read my handwriting."
Noda pointed to another piece of rice paper, on which a poem was written with a brush.
Bamboo shadows and poems are thin, and bamboo leaves are fragrant in dreams.
Poor moon tonight, traveling to my hometown in my dream.
Chang Kun said: "The "dream fragrance" in this poem connects reality and dreams. The bamboo also emit fragrance under the bright moonlight at night, which is extraordinary. And this fragrance also accompanies the poet into dreamland, so the fragrance You can imagine how rich and long it is, and the last two sentences also describe the feeling of homesickness, embodying the scenery and emotions, which is very good."
He immediately smiled and said: "I dare not judge poetry, after all, I am not a poet."
Xu Qing, who was following next to me, said: "Master Chang, you are so humble. Who doesn't know that you are also a celebrity in the poetry world? Your comments are very accurate."
Chang Kun waved his hand, "Let me talk about calligraphy... Mr. Noda's calligraphy is very powerful, rigorous in layout, and standardized in structure. He writes very well."
Noda and Ono Jiji both looked happy. Although they had not seen Chen Feng's work, they knew that Chen Feng was unhappy and resentful. It seemed that he would definitely win this time.
"I really don't understand the music score, so please ask Noda to play and sing live. The audience is the best judge."
Noda glanced at Chen Feng proudly, walked to the guzheng and sat down.
He stroked the strings, and his melodious and low voice was like a falling sound, echoing in the auditorium and echoing in people's ears. His low voice sounded:
The green bamboo pole in front of the door has the shadow of the moon dancing in it.
The fragrance of bamboo leaves enters my dreams.
…
The melody of the song was low and melodious, full of the homesickness of a wanderer, and attracted a lot of applause.
Everyone knew that Chen Feng lost because Noda was too strong.
After he finished singing, Onoji was very happy, "Noda-kun, you really lived up to expectations." Then he looked at Chen Feng proudly, "Teacher Chen, I wonder if you have done it well. You stacked the rice papers together, right? You don’t want everyone to see your failed work, it’s fine, you can just admit defeat.”
"What if we just admit defeat and don't participate? Why wait until now?" Chen Feng smiled faintly and spread out the rice papers in front of him one by one.
After Chang Kun saw Chen Feng's painting, his expression suddenly became extremely surprised, "A picture of proud snow and white plum blossoms!"
I saw a cold branch turning straight up from right to left, leaning slightly to the right at the top of the branch. There were only four flower buds waiting to bloom at the top. There was only one plum blossom. Four snow-white plum blossoms bloomed isolated on the plum branch. There is no moss on the tree body, and only a few thorny twigs are added.
"This style of painting is as if it was written by Wu Ziming himself. Not only is the shape similar, but the charm is also 70% the same... What is your relationship with Wu Ziming?" Chang Kun asked.
Who is Wu Ziming? Chen Feng thought to himself that my Aoxue Baimei painting was something I learned from my master Tianji in my previous life...
Um? Master Tianji said that he had several apprentices before him. They did not learn all the skills like Chen Feng. They only specialized in one or two of them, but they all learned the essence.
Could it be that this Wu Ziming is a certain senior brother?
At this time, Liu Qingming nodded and said: "I have a painting of a lotus pond under the moon by Wu Ziming at home. I bought it from an auction. Now that I see the painting style of Master Chen Feng, it does look somewhat similar to Master Wu."
It seemed that they didn't believe Chen Feng when he said that he had no relationship with Wu Ziming, so he said: "Wu Ziming is my idol. I usually like to study and copy his works."
Chang Kun praised: "A friend of mine also likes to copy his works like you, but he can only make them similar in form but not in spirit. Teacher Chen can be considered a genius if he can achieve both spirit and form."
Noda walked over in disbelief and was stunned when he saw Chen Feng's painting of white plum blossoms with proud snow, "It... really looks like Master Wu's painting style."
"Look at his calligraphy." Onojiji wanted them to quickly look away.
"This word... is handsome, chic, ethereal, and elegant. The strokes are delicate and the layout is beautiful, giving people a beautiful enjoyment!" Chang Kun said in surprise: "This poem is also very well done. Mr. Chen is indeed an excellent poet." He then read:
The plum blossoms and snow are fighting for the spring but they are not willing to fall, so Sao Renge spends money to write reviews.
The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
Plum blossoms without snow are not spiritual, while snow without poetry is too vulgar.
Poetry at dusk is full of snow all day long, and it is very spring when combined with plum blossoms.
Wow! Everyone present was amazed. This Chen Feng was so good at writing poetry. He was not possessed by the God of Poetry, he was the God of Poetry!
