"Okay!" Everyone applauded, and they were extremely excited, and they all wanted to gain the artistic conception of Ning Caichen's painting.

"Next, please invite the teacher from the college to come up and paint. You may become the fifth young master. Everyone can applaud." Danxiang was quite funny and aroused the enthusiasm of the audience in an instant.

Danxiang has no intention of belittled people. Being a young master is recognized by the guild and everyone. The four young masters are not ranked and are recognized as young masters, and they are masters of painting.

Ranking means to come first and then to arrange.

Everyone applauded, hoping who would challenge the fourth young master.

Ning Caichen's clothes look light and light, giving people a sense of unfathomableness and full of mystery.

"Danxiang Beauty, can you lend your guqin to use?" Ning Caichen said with a smile.

One by one, one by one, was astonished!

Are you? Aren't you a painting? Why did you play the piano?

If you play the piano, everyone likes Danxiang to play the piano. What kind of piano do you, a man, play?

The four young masters and Danxiang were stunned. What's the point of this kid?

If it weren't for the student teacher, Ning Caichen had already driven out now.

"Yes." Danxiang smiled stiffly and took out the guqin.

Ning Caichen sat down cross-legged and played the piano hard, and a harsh sound rang out.

They rolled their eyes one by one, but didn't understand the audition. It seemed that the piano art was definitely not good.

Everyone was very disappointed. Some people almost wanted to knock Ning Caichen away, but when they thought they were teachers in the college, they held back. After all, everyone who dared to be a teacher is definitely not that simple.

Then the beautiful sound of the piano sounded, and a homesickness mood filled the hall, revealing a look of surprise.

The colorful pigments were affected by the sound of the piano and were fluttered a little by little by little by the sound waves.

The pigments gathered to form a stunning beauty. If the little shadow was there, I would be very happy because which beauty was her.

Wearing modern white-collar professional attire on Earth, refreshing the people here.

The little shadow looked at the distance with sad eyes, and no one who could ever wait for the return of a person who had been looking through the autumn water.

When the prodigal son goes out, the wife at home looks through the artistic conception of autumn water.

The beautiful sound of the piano maximizes the artistic conception of looking forward to returning home and the wife at home looking forward to her husband's return.

The beautiful sound of the piano makes the little shadow extremely sad, making people feel a faint sadness.

A piece of white paper floated up, the picture dissipated, and the pigments were like tadpoles swimming into the scroll.

The roll-up gradually rolled up, exuding a majestic Dao spirit, and the sound of the Dao sounded throughout the hall.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, the scroll fell in Ning Caichen's hand, and the sound of the painting's path disappeared in an instant.

Everyone is addicted to any artistic conception.

The eldest son applauded for a long time and woke everyone up!

"Okay!" The fourth young master applauded first!

"Wonderful praise, the scroll is filled with the sound of the great way, and the words are at least in the realm of spiritual transformation. I am very curious about what the young master's painting is. Please allow me to guess in advance. I can guarantee that the scroll is definitely not the beauty just now, maybe the one who the beauty missed." Dan Xiang said with a sweet smile.

It aroused everyone's curiosity in an instant.

One by one, the spiritual consciousness was checked, but it was popped out by a Taoist intention.

"I think the beauty of the image is engraved on the scroll."

"I think it's a beauty."

They all expressed their opinions, which made them even more curious.
Chapter completed!