On the high platform, everyone fell silent, silently watching the starry sky!

A grand, long-lasting, and far-reaching aura rushed towards me.

They didn't understand and couldn't tell what it was, but they were shocked.

Sun Mo understood this feeling. He remembered the first time he saw the boundless blue sea and the vast starry sky that was not blocked by haze and thick clouds...

It is a kind of emptiness that extends infinitely in space and makes people forget about time. The sea and the sky are just one line apart.

Human beings are as insignificant as dust in the universe!

Zou Yin moved his mouth several times, trying to find a shortcoming and criticize it, but failed, because his reason told him that if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, otherwise you will be slapped in the face.

"Why did you create such a painting?"

King Qi was puzzled.

"Because we should not limit our vision to the land of Kyushu, we should raise our heads and look up at the stars!"

Li Ziqi looked at the sky: "Our journey should be a sea of ​​stars!"

Xia Taikang immediately frowned. Why did he feel that this guy was criticizing Huai?

"What is this place?"

Taifu Su was curious.

"universe!"

Li Ziqi speaks out.

Ever since Li Ziqi read a lot of science fiction movies and books in the black and white game and learned about the concept of the starry sky, Sun Mo no longer kept secrets and taught Xiao Hebao a lot about physics.

Although it is not profound, at least it has broadened Li Ziqi's horizons.

"..."

What is the universe?

Taifu Su didn't know, but he dared to ask. Otherwise, wouldn't it look like he was ignorant?

"I think compared to deep space exploration and pursuing the mystery of the origin, the war on Kyushu is really insignificant."

Li Ziqi laughed at himself: "It feels like the gods are watching a group of ants fighting. This kind of life is so meaningless."

"Our dreams should not be bound by gravity!"

Li Ziqi felt that it would be too wasteful to focus resources and energy on the struggle for hegemony among the nine states. It would be better to form a community with a shared future for mankind.

Unfortunately, the history of mankind is a history of war.

"Three of you, what do you think?"

King Qi asked.

Zou Yin looked at Zeng Gongnian and then at Wang Zan.

Wang Zan wanted to praise him, but he didn't know what to say because he didn't understand it at all.

From technical analysis?

That’s too superficial!

Wang Zan always felt that Li Ziqi's starry sky had risen to the level of philosophy. Yes, it was the philosophical concept proposed by Sun Mo at the Gu Xian Pavilion.

This subject is currently taking root in many schools in Kyushu, and many people are studying it.

"Taifu Su, what do you think?"

King Qi called his name.

"The famous painting of His Highness Taikang has a clear intention and overwhelming ambition, which makes people unable to help but have the urge to be this person, to dominate the industry and dominate the Kyushu."

Taifu Su commented: "I can't understand this painting by Zi Qi, but it gives me a very noble artistic conception. I feel that I am very small in front of it. At the same time, I also have a desire to go."

That world's a dream to look at."

Many people nodded, they felt the same way.

"Everyone, everyone has not appreciated His Highness Zhao's works yet!"

Queen reminds.

Everyone came to their senses.

This is the charm of Li Ziqi's works, which makes people addicted to them.

When the two young eunuchs went to pick up Xiang Zhao's works, they were stunned.

"What's wrong?"

King Qi asked.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Butterfly!"

The young eunuch exclaimed.

Xiang Zhao painted a field of flowers, which was so realistic that it actually attracted several butterflies.

"Is this a Western oil painting?"

Zeng Gongnian was surprised: "I didn't expect His Highness Xiang Zhao to be involved in Western painting techniques?"

"good!"

This was Xiang Zhao's sure-fire way to win. It was too difficult to paint famous paintings, so he chose to use Western oil paintings to win.

"For example, Eastern painting pursues verve, which can only be understood but cannot be expressed. Western painting does not pay attention to the realm of wonderful brushwork, but pursues realism and truth!"

Xiang Zhao said: "When painting is true to form, the whole world is on the canvas!"

As Xiang Zhao spoke, he glanced at Sun Mo and found that he was smiling, so his heart couldn't help but twitch.

He wouldn't see through his little tricks, would he?

"I don't believe your Western painting skills are so strong. Is there something wrong with your dye?"

Wei Wuan questioned.

"You can go check it out!"

Xiang Zhao handed the palette to Wei Wuan.

Traditional Chinese painting is white paper and black ink, and can only be colored when a wonderful brushwork is born. However, Western oil painting is different. He uses a variety of pigments, so the colors are colorful.

Wei Wuan didn't answer. He didn't understand oil painting, so it would be useless to read it. However, this guy was also very cunning and dragged Sun Mo in.

"Teacher Sun must know oil painting, right?"

This is called killing with a borrowed knife!

"The painting is good, but I'd better not add grass in the paint!"

Sun Mo joked.

Xiang Zhao blushed, his secret was suddenly revealed.

Why oil paintings attract butterflies is because of the addition of wineweed!

But I have other trump cards. Just when Xiang Zhao was about to show off again, Sun Mo spoke.

"Are you stacking paintings?"

Sun Mo smiled: "Although your painting skills are not yet proficient, these fantastic ideas are indeed very spiritual!"

"Stacked paintings?"

Many people are confused, what does this mean?

"Have you even seen through this?"

Xiang Zhao was shocked.

"Sun Aiqing, what other riddles are you trying to solve?"

King Qi was confused.

"Let Xiang Zhao explain!"

Sun Mo gave Xiang Zhao the opportunity to perform. Even if he couldn't win the first place, he could show off his painting skills and gain his reputation.

Xiang Zhao bowed to Sun Mo first, thanking him for the opportunity, then walked to the rice paper, pinched a corner, and suddenly tore it with force!

ah!

Many people exclaimed.

What is this for?

But soon, there was a louder exclamation, because as Xiang Zhao tore off the rice paper, another painting was exposed.

This time the painting is of a beautiful woman.

After everyone had seen it, Xiang Zhao tore it apart again.
To be continued...