[Poetry book experience +53]

[Poetry Book Experience +46]

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As I write poems one after another, my experience in poetry writing also improves.

Halfway through the lesson, the old gentleman saw Li Hao immersed in writing records and secretly nodded in admiration. He took a closer look and was stunned.

What was written above was not the calligraphy he taught me, but a few poems.

The old gentleman quickly grabbed Li Hao's textbook and read it carefully. His eyes widened as he read more, and finally he looked at Li Hao in disbelief:

"This, this was all written by you?"

Li Hao nodded.

This will not expose you, it can only be regarded as your own poetic talent.

Only when he talks about Liangzhou, the Demon King Zhuhuo Shen and other things that he has no chance of coming into contact with in his current status, will his identity be exposed and conflict with the current situation.

"This, this..."

The old gentleman was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

This is simply a genius of the world, with the appearance of a great Confucian!

He has just learned to read and can write poems. Even if he is thrown into a great Confucian family, it would be enough to shock the whole family!

Not to mention someone who was born as a general, having such a poetic talent is simply rare!

And he knew that Li Hao's cultivation talent was also extremely terrifying. It had been spread throughout the Divine General's Mansion for a long time. He was the top genius of the Li family for thousands of years!

Both civil and military!

"I must tell the master this news!"

The old gentleman said excitedly: "If I knew you had such talent and intelligence, I would be extremely happy!"

Li Hao's eyes flashed slightly when he thought of that "grandpa", and he felt a bit of anticipation in his heart.

Since ancient times, those who can memorize poems as soon as they can read are already regarded as little geniuses. Some great scholars can point to chickens and ducks and compose a poem after just two or three years of literacy.

But that was the result of the influence of the elders of the Confucian family. Daily communication was all about gorgeous rhetoric. Of course, some people were born with such talents and were called Wenquxing.

At this moment, after the old gentleman ran out of class excitedly, Li Hao also ran to his side room to draw as usual.

He devoted himself wholeheartedly, and when he thought of the paintings placed on the cabinet in the main hall, his eyes became solemn and serious, and he was fully devoted.

painting……

Li Hao's pen and ink drifted away, carefully feeling the outline of each stroke.

He was completely immersed in it, and his thoughts were all about the painting.

"When you're good at painting, paint one for me too, including all your brothers, and Xiao Hongzhuang..."

"When you finish the painting, I will treasure it. In addition to his talent in martial arts, my son also has outstanding talents, haha..."

Li Hao's brush strokes were turning, and his mind was entirely focused on the painting. He seemed to be unable to hear or feel anything.

Only the figure in the painting was left, and it gradually became clear that he was a tall, powerful and powerful general!

His face is majestic, his eyes are gentle, and his posture is upright. He is extraordinary in the world.

As the last stroke was outlined, font prompts popped up in front of Li Hao's eyes.

But Li Hao simply ignored it.

He sat quietly for a long time before he regained his concentration. Then he thought of what he had just been prompted and called up the panel to take a look.

[You have understood the heart of painting]

[Mood: Drawing the Heart]

Li Hao was startled for a moment. At this moment, his painting experience had not yet reached the third level of saturation, but he actually understood the heart of painting in advance.

He was silent for a moment, gently dried the drawing paper in front of him, and then carefully put it aside instead of throwing it casually at his feet.

Then, he took out the white paper next to him and continued to draw.

One after another.

My painting experience is constantly improving.

When you reach the third level, you will quietly upgrade to the fourth level, and your skill points will increase a little.

Li Hao looked at the skill points he had accumulated so far. In addition to the kendo level that had been used up, he still had 4 points. Three points came from painting, and two points came from poetry.

There are also chess, sculpture, fishing, etc. that I haven’t touched yet.

Li Hao thought about Tingyu Tower and it was time to go there and have a look.

Thinking of Tingyu Tower, Li Hao thought of the second master and wondered what he looked like when he was young.

During dinner, Li Hao left the side room and returned to the main hall.
Chapter completed!