After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Chapter 313: Wanting to Lure Someone into the Calligraphy an

"It’s truly the Imagery Pen thod!"

The quiet atmosphere of the observation room was broken by a gasp from Li Wanxuan.

The mont she finished her remark, she heard Jiang Lingxi politely decline the request to have her painting included in the gallery.

Even she couldn’t help but be speechless for a mont. Did that girl know what she just turned down?

Thinking this, she couldn’t help but voice it, "Such a great opportunity should be seized. Where else could this painting be better than in an exhibition hall?"

Listening to Li Wanxuan’s praise for Jiang Lingxi’s painting, Xu Qingi wished she could temporarily lose her hearing.

She forcefully turned her head to the other side, only to see the face that hadn’t smiled since they t now slowly curving into a deeply refreshing smile.

To her, it was a soul-catching smile!

Xu Qingi’s hand under the table unconsciously curled tighter, but unfortunately, she knew that smile, though she didn’t know for whom, couldn’t possibly be for her!

Thinking of this, she couldn’t resist wanting to interrupt the smile, and without thinking, she asked, "Is the Imagery Pen thod so rare?"

Li Wanxuan paused, considering that audiences who would watch this program might not know this painting technique. She explained, "The Imagery Pen thod is nearly lost. This technique originates from a thousand years ago by the Divine Painter Xie Muyun. However, Xie Muyun had no disciples and mysteriously disappeared in his pri, leaving only a few paintings for later generations to admire and imitate. The Imagery Pen thod is simply a posthumous summary of his technique. So have studied his paintings and discovered so ways, but most can only look on in admiration because the thod is very difficult."

Xu Qingi struggled not to laugh coldly, "How difficult?"

Considering that difficulty, how could Jiang Lingxi have mastered it?

"Imagery Pen, imagery precedes the stroke. It requires not only exquisite observation and ample imagination, combining the two is just the first step. To condense the intent within the painting and have your strokes guided as if by divine intervention—countless people have been stuck at the first step throughout history, let alone actually completing a painting." As she said this, Li Wanxuan glanced at her husband accompanying her outside the cara.

At this point, not to ntion her husband, even she wanted to recruit Miss Jiang into their Calligraphy and Painting Association.

The slightly perplexed old man rubbed his arm that had inexplicably grown goosebumps.

Xu Qingi found herself unable to say another word, mainly because she couldn’t fully understand what Li Wanxuan had said and dared not show that on cara.

Her knowledge of calligraphy and painting was minimal, and her spot as a judge on this program was entirely due to her imnse fa. Even though she could ask the production team to edit out parts she didn’t want the audience to see, she couldn’t overdo it.

Looking at Jing Huai standing alone on the split screen, she furrowed her brows irritably.

She thought this persona might work out—good looks, enough obedience. Maybe he could stay by her side longer, but the fact was she was rapidly losing patience and interest in him.

Once the show was wrapped up, she decided she’d just drop him!

*

Jiang Lingxi had lunch at the backyard restaurant of the museum owner.

This area was closed to tourists, and without the guidance of the owner, one wouldn’t even know how to reach the backyard.

Lu Sen, linking arms with Shen Huchen, gestured with two fingers, "This is only my second ti here, and today it’s thanks to Teacher Jiang."

Compared to the elegance everywhere in the museum’s front yard, the backyard seed even more refined, and you could clearly sense the presence of another person.

The orchid-patterned cool mat set on the intricately carved lounge chair under the veranda, the pink porcelain teacups on the table, the lotus-shaped cushions on the chairs, and the calligraphy hangings on the wall...

Everything within sight seed unlikely to have been arranged by the elder Zhang leading them.

Walking beside the elder Zhang, Jiang Lingxi glanced around at the arrangents, then noticed the elder’s proud expression in front of her: "All this was set up by my wife, not bad, right?"

Jiang Lingxi nodded in agreent, "Madam Nalan surely knows how to live."

Zhang Nachuan’s expression was proud yet slightly dimd, "No need to be polite, sit down and we’ll talk." He casually waved his hand at the others who followed, "Everyone sit, just one thing—don’t ss around!"

The group quickly yet carefully found a place near the two to sit down.

Qian Yaya, with sharp eyes and nimble hands, grabbed the closest spot to Jiang Lingxi, "Sister Jiang, the Imagery Pen thod... I’ve never seen anyone use it before. Could you tell us about it in detail?"

Looking into the little girl’s sparkling eyes, Jiang Lingxi resisted the impulse to hold her forehead.

Could she say that she only learned the term ’Imagery Pen thod’ not long ago?

First there was the Yuan Zhao Script, now there’s the Imagery Pen thod. Who knows how many nas people in later generations have given to techniques of the ancients!

She learned sothing new today!

"Xie Muyun," as she suddenly ntioned the na, Jiang Lingxi couldn’t help pausing slightly. She never thought that the things created by this na would be so revered one day, "The first painting he created with this thod was ’Thousand Mountains Forest Movent’."

The few people present knew about the Imagery Pen thod, naturally also knowing that its creator was the Divine Painter Xie Muyun.

But as for the first work of this Divine Painter, there has been enduring debate.

Lu Sen couldn’t help but raise his hand, "But I rember it being ’Countless Mansions’?"

Jiang Lingxi glanced at him, "That was the last piece he painted."

Lu Sen: "..."

The others exchanged looks as well—this wasn’t what they had learned!

They all turned towards Mr. Zhang, busy brewing tea.

Zhang Nachuan first glared at the outspoken Lu Sen, "Have you ever t the Divine Painter Xie Muyun, to be so sure!" But when he turned to Jiang Lingxi, he beca very amiable, "Teacher Jiang, don’t mind this kid’s disturbance. Go on as you were."

Everyone: "..."

Isn’t this favoritism a bit too obvious?

They hadn’t seen him, nor could Jiang Lingxi possibly have seen him!

But what can they do, when Jiang Lingxi is the only one among them who can utilize the Imagery Pen thod.

"The most remarkable aspect of ’Thousand Mountains Forest Movent’ is the scene of thousands of acres of forest swaying in the wind," she said, recalling the scene depicted in the painting and the shock she felt at that mont. She slowly expressed her feelings of that ti, "The painting is still, yet the scene it presents is dynamic. The painting is dead, but when you view it, it becos alive."

As Jiang Lingxi articulated the feelings she had upon seeing the painting, everyone else couldn’t help but follow along in admiration.

Such a realm, they didn’t know when they would ever reach it.

"The most challenging part of this thod is the entry point."

"Entry point? How could it be the entry point?"

Jiang Lingxi recalled soone’s explanation to her back then: "Because the intention is in your heart, also in your eye, not in the pen. It sounds mystical, right? Mystical is correct, only epiphany counts as entry!"

Zhang Nachuan paused his tea-making action.

The audience, listening attentively: "..."

After a long silence, Qian Yaya couldn’t help but ask softly, "Then Sister Jiang, how did you have your epiphany?"

Jiang Lingxi thought of the thod she adopted seriously contemplating that sentence in her past life, giving Qian Yaya a slight smile, "Mine isn’t suitable as a reference; if you want to learn, you have to comprehend it yourself."

After all, she couldn’t just grab Xie Muyun and make him explain it by painting right in front of them!

Either she’d be insane, or they would be!