My Life Simulator

Central Academy of Fine Arts office building.

In the Office of the Organizing Committee of the "National Middle School Students' Painting and Calligraphy Competition", leaders and staff from the Admissions Office of the State Education Commission and the National Painting and Calligraphy Association are preparing for tomorrow's competition.

"The candidates' lounge should be well arranged, keep warm, and have boiled water ready."

In the office, Dean Wang of the School of Chinese Painting is arranging work, "In addition, notify the school doctor to come over to prevent any candidates from getting sick."

"Okay! I'll arrange it right away!"

A staff member quickly agreed.

At this time, an old man with gray hair walked into Dean Wang's office.

"Little Wang, are you busy?"

The old man walked into the office, nodded to Dean Wang, and said hello.

"Elder Han? Why are you here?"

Seeing this old man, Dean Wang hurriedly got up and walked up with a smile, "We're doing this work, and you've been disturbed by the old man? Please take a seat! Please take a seat!"

Having said that, Dean Wang hurriedly led the old man to a seat and picked up a cup to make tea for the old man.

"Mr. Han, you come here in person, this is... what are your instructions?"

Bringing up the brewed tea, Dean Wang smiled and asked the old man's purpose.

"It's nothing, just come for a walk."

Mr. Han picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said to Dean Wang, "Xiao Wang, how many people have signed up for this National Middle School Student Calligraphy and Painting Competition? Show me the list of entries."

"Okay! Right now!"

Although Dean Wang didn't know why Mr. Han wanted to watch this, he didn't hesitate, and hurriedly brought over the printed entry list.

Elder Han took the list and glanced at it.

When I saw the contestants in Xichuan Province, the name "Lu Li" was indeed there. Han Lao smiled and nodded.

Putting down the list, Mr. Han said to Dean Wang again: "Xiao Wang, let me know when the competition is over. I appreciate the winning works of this competition."

"You always see it yourself, that's the best!"

Dean Wang nodded again and again, "After the results of the competition come out, I will definitely ask you to review them."

"It's not a review!"

Han Lao shook his head with a smile, "I just appreciate it and see if there are any good seedlings."

"Good seedling?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Dean Wang's eyes, and he quickly asked, "Elder Han, are you... planning to accept closed disciples? This year's students are really lucky!"

"Ha ha!"

Han Lao smiled but did not answer.

After Mr. Han left, a small piece of news spread like wildfire.

Taishan Beidou in the domestic painting and calligraphy circle, the former dean of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, a famous calligrapher and artist, Mr. Han Likang, is going to select a good seedling in this National Middle School Student Calligraphy and Painting Competition and accept it as a closed disciple.

This gossip spread, and suddenly a stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Contestants from all provinces and cities across the country were very excited after hearing the news, geared up for their efforts, and secretly made up their minds to fight for this honor.

The art world, especially the calligraphy and painting world, pays attention to inheritance!

How much convenience would it be to be able to become Elder Han's close disciple, with the foundation of Elder Han's reputation and connections? Fame and family are just around the corner!

When the news reached Mr. Han Likang's ears, Mr. Han's face was dull. When did I say that I would accept closed disciples?

...

"Classmates! Classmates! Good news! Good news!"

When the outside world was already buzzing, Mr. Tian Chi finally learned of this "grass news".

"Did you know? Elder Han wants to accept a closed disciple, and the candidate will be selected from this national middle school student painting and calligraphy competition."

Teacher Tian Chi danced: "This is Mr. Han! The Big Dipper of Mount Tai in the domestic painting and calligraphy world. To be able to join Mr. Han's door is an opportunity that no one can ask for! You must work hard! Such an opportunity should not be missed!"

"Elder Han? Mr. Han Likang?"

All the art students present were no strangers to the top bigwigs in the art world. Hearing what Teacher Tian Chi said, the students were all excited.

"Elder Han actually accepted closed disciples? Great! Great!"

The middle two teenagers began to talk nonsense again. Zhang Sheng raised his head and looked as if he had given up on me, "With a talent like me competing in the competition, who else could be the candidate for Han Lao's closed disciple besides me?"

"Cut! What are you dreaming about?"

Hearing this, another second-year middle school boy quit. "Compared to me, you are far behind. With me here, don't think about it. Old Han's closed disciple can only be me!"

And then... the two junior high school boys started fighting internally. The rhetoric said, one is more exaggerated than the other.

"Look! There are two cows flying in the sky!"

Han Min pointed to the sky and exclaimed, "These two cows were blown up by Zhang Sheng and Jiang Bo!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Lu Li smiled and shook his head, but he was thinking: Mr. Han? Is that the old Han whom the Yucheng Cultural Bureau saw?

Lu Li didn't care too much about closed disciples but not closed disciples. It's best to have a teacher's reputation and connections, even if you don't have it... so what?

I hang up all the way, who am I afraid of?

The world is in turmoil, and I can't stand it. Just go step by step at my own pace.

...

The next day, the National Middle School Student Calligraphy and Painting Competition officially kicked off.

Early in the morning, Lu Li came back from running, took a shower, changed his clothes, and went out again... and called others to get up.

You...relying on psychology is unacceptable!

Lu Li sighed secretly, walked over, knocked on the door one by one, and called out the others.

After breakfast, Lu Li had to remind everyone again, did you bring your documents? Have you brought your pen and ink supplies?

Originally, I just asked a question casually, but I didn't expect that some people didn't bring their entry cards.

The two heroes of the junior second group may be so confident that they even forgot their entry cards in the room.

"Lu Li, you have great organizational and management skills! Not bad! Not bad!"

Teacher Tian Chi was full of admiration and nodded slightly to Lu Li.

Lu Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What else do you appreciate? This kind of thing... it should have been your responsibility!

After checking the documents and utensils, Lu Li led the group all the way to the examination room.

Because they have come here once, everyone is familiar with the way, and soon came to the "Chinese Painting Academy" where the competition venue is located.

Because the exam time was staggered, there were no students in the first session, so they waited in the lounge.

The first is calligraphy.

Lu Li went straight to the examination room according to the examination room number he had seen before.

Walking into the examination room, there seems to be a special calligraphy room in front of you, and there are large and antique calligraphy desks.

At this moment, there are many students sitting in the classroom.

Lu Li found his seat according to the seat number on the entry certificate, then took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his backpack and placed it on the bookcase.

Putting on the inkstone, holding the ink stick, Lu Li began to grind the ink again.

The antique bookcase, handsome appearance, elegant posture, and calm demeanor give people the feeling of an ancient scholar.

"It's this trick again! It's this trick again!"

Zhang Sheng, a sophomore in the same classroom as Lu Li, could not help but sigh when he saw Lu Li in this pose again.

Too coercive! This guy is so pretentious!

I...I tried this trick too. But... he grinds ink calmly and gracefully, and I am laughed at when I grind ink.

Why is this?

If Lu Li knew about Zhang Sheng's question, he would definitely tell him that it was a matter of appearance.

After a while, the invigilator entered the classroom.

In this kind of calligraphy competition, there is no plagiarism and cheating, and the role of the invigilator is more of issuing and closing papers.

Papers are distributed, exam questions are announced, and the calligraphy competition officially begins.

The rules of the competition are consistent with the provincial competition, requiring more than two types of fonts and more than two works. Regular script is required, other fonts are optional.

Lu Li's first regular script was a long scroll "Viewing the Canghai".

"To the east is Jieshi, to see the sea!"

The strokes are strong and powerful, and the momentum is magnificent.

When writing this character, Lu Li also secretly activated "Character Substitution", experiencing Cao Cao's domineering power, and condensing this ambition and domineering into the pen and ink.

After a word is written, it is hearty, full of pride and ambition, and full of pen and ink.

Above the scroll, a dignified aura shot straight to the eyebrows, and the majestic momentum was like a thousand troops sweeping the world.

After the regular script was finished, Lu Li began to write the second one, cursive script, "Man Jiang Hong"!

"Angry rushing to the crown, leaning against the railings, the rain rests. Look up, look up to the sky and scream, and your heart is fierce!"

The sword is drawn, the murderous aura surges into the sky!

Murderous aura, full of grief and anger, condensed between the brush and ink, washed away in the depths of my heart!

At the time of writing this, Lu Li even slaughtered the Quartet in the previous police drama, to clear the evil spirit, express his heart directly, and condense it between the lines.

After writing the second piece, Lu Li let out a long sigh and started writing the third piece.

"There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight to help the sea."

This is a running book.

In this word, Lu Li condenses the inspirational meaning of perseverance and hard work.

Recalling the previous championship plot, training hard all the way and fighting hard all the way. The past is vividly remembered, and the chest and abdomen are filled with energy, and it is vividly on the paper!

After writing the three words, Lu Li expressed his thoughts.

Looking at the three characters on the desk, a smile appeared on Lu Li's face. If such a word can't get the first place, it is simply unacceptable!

He took out the seal, stained it with ink pad, and stamped the seal heavily on the inscription of the three characters.

"carry out an assignment!"

Packing up his utensils, Lu Li got up and handed in the papers, floating out.

When he walked out of the examination room and returned to the lounge, Teacher Tian Chi and other students who were waiting in the lounge quickly greeted him.

"Lu Li, how do you feel?"

Teacher Tian Chi hurriedly asked.

"good!"

Lu Li smiled and nodded.

"Lu Li, you are too modest."

Han Min smiled and said, "Compared to Zhang Sheng and Jiang Bo, you are too low-key!"

"Hey! What do you mean compared to me?"

When Jiang Bo heard this, he frowned and said, "Besides, keeping a low profile is something that depends on your strength. A person who has the ability to keep a low profile can't keep a low profile. Strength is not allowed!"

"Cut~"

Everyone pouted, too lazy to pay attention to Jiang Bo.

After a short rest, it was time for the second Chinese painting competition to start.

Both Lu Li and Jiang Bo participated in the Chinese painting competition, but they were not in the same examination room.

When he came to the Chinese painting examination room, Lu Li saw that the setting of the Chinese painting examination room was almost the same as that of the previous calligraphy examination room.

The Chinese painting competition also requires two paintings.

One ink painting, one fine brushwork, the subject matter is optional.

Lu Li's first ink painting was still landscape. This time, Lu Li did not paint the Bifeng Gorge in Yucheng, but instead painted "the bright moon rising from the sea" that he once saw in Beidaihe.

The vast ocean, the sea and the sky are the same color, a bright moon rises, bright and splendid.

On the beach on the coast, Lu Li also drew two blurred silhouettes embracing each other.

This is the scene of Lu Li and Liu Qin watching the moonlight in Beidaihe. Between the strokes, what condenses is Lu Li's longing for Liu Qin.

After finishing the painting, Lu Li also wrote the poem "The moon rises from the sea, and the end of the world is at this time" in the blank space.

After the first painting, Lu Li painted the second fine brushwork.

The second meticulous painting, Lu Li painted a scene where he once met Liu Qin in Yucheng No. 1 Middle School.

A peach forest in full bloom, with brilliant peach blossoms and colorful fallen flowers.

Beside the peach forest, stood a pretty figure, slightly hazy, and only showed a small half of her face, but it was even more expected that this beautiful woman would turn her head.

When painting this picture, Lu Li's mood was completely immersed in the scene when he first met Liu Qin in Yucheng No.1 Middle School.

Excitement, nervousness, expectation, admiration... The emotions in my heart are completely poured out between the pen and ink.

After painting, Lu Li let out a long breath.

His eyes fell on the scroll, and a touch of tenderness appeared in Lu Li's eyes.

He picked up a pen and inscribed a poem in the blank space, "Last year in this door today, the faces of the peach blossoms were red"!

Life needs a sense of ritual, and love needs romance!

Liu Qin, this is the romance I gave you!

I took out the seal, smeared it with ink pad, and stamped it heavily on the signature. The two Chinese painting works have been completed.

The first day of the game is over.

"Lu Li, how do you feel? Do you have the confidence to win the first prize?"

On the way back to the hotel, Han Min and other girls surrounded Lu Li all the way, chatting non-stop.

"Hey! Hey! Why do you only ask him if he has the confidence to win the first prize?"

The second-year junior group came out to "pretend" again, "My genius is right in front of you, can't you see it?"

"It is! It is!"

Jiang Bo echoed, "Compared to Lu Li, we deserve more attention!"

"Cut~"

A group of girls pouted.

The next day, the game continued. The drawing and painting competition is just the beginning.

All the teammates and girls learned sketches and oil paintings. In today's game, Lu Li took a group of beauties to the arena.

Two sketches, one of a figure, one of a scene.

There are also two oil paintings, one of a figure and one of a scene.

With Lu Li's proficient skills, it is not a problem to complete this kind of work.

Drawing and oil painting, unlike calligraphy and Chinese painting, do not pay attention to artistic conception and emotion, but pay more attention to color matching, and pursue the ultimate "external beauty".

It looks good, but it's well drawn!

As for that kind of inexplicable, inexplicable, messy "art" that no one can understand, it's all an unorthodox outsider.

After the sketch and oil painting competition, the two-day national middle school students' painting and calligraphy competition officially ended.

"The game is over! Talents like us are like pearls buried in the sand, and the brilliance can't be concealed!"

The middle two teenagers began to talk nonsense again.

Lu Li smiled, I am the real pearl!

Why don't I have an ally?

Do you really need women's clothing to have a leader?

I am so hard!