Chapter 243 Girl's Good Name!

"I have four arts, and I share them with you."

Jiang Lin landed on the river and spoke.

In fact, Jiang Lin really didn't want to make such a fuss, one poem is enough, isn't that enough to show his holiness to others?

But there is no way, I have to be one person with four skills, otherwise the points are not enough.

I don't have enough points, how can I choose my opponent in the sect competition...

And the flower boat in Hexin still didn't get out of the maid, which meant that he couldn't complete the task.

"The next song "Canon" is dedicated to everyone."

This is the only song Jiang Lin knows...

Everyone saw that Jiang Lin on the river took out a high stool from the storage bag, and then took out a strange musical instrument.

The musical instrument is very big, like a table, and there are many black and white long grids on it, which I have never seen before.

In fact, Jiang Lin doesn't want to play the piano either. In contrast, Jiang Lin wants to play the erhu more, but Jiang Lin can't.

The sound of an unknown instrument, never heard the tune, the exquisite sound quality slowly spread out, as beautiful as moonlight, the tune is relaxed and melodious, but it also seems to tell the loneliness of the player...

The melodious music spread to everyone's heart. In their minds, it was as if Jiang Lin was walking by the river alone. Even though he was optimistic, he still thought of her in his heart...

"It turned out that I misunderstood Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang didn't just want to pick flowers, but was really lonely and lonely. But even so, he was still positive and optimistic."

On the river bank, many women wept quietly, wishing they could rush over and hug Jiang Lin into their arms, and tell him to come to my room tonight, my family will comfort you~~~

After one song, most of the Lejia monks shook their heads emotionally and wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes.

Mr. Jiang not only created a musical instrument, but also created a tune.

Singing is more heartfelt.

This is the man in the song.

It seems that the high-grade spirit stone I lost was not so bad... I also lost face...

After this song, more than a dozen flower boats with good music came out with maids.

Jiang Lin didn't stop, and directly copied a "Preface to the Lanting Collection" written by Wang Xi's predecessor and displayed it in the air.

For Jiang Lin, although he doesn't know calligraphy, but he is a monk after all, so this kind of copying is not a problem.

A preface to the Lanting collection makes experts call experts directly, and laymen call them directly, which seems very powerful

As soon as the calligraphy came out, except for the flower boat in Hexin, all the maids of the other flower boats had already come out.

This has never been recorded since the paper meeting of the Lantern Festival was held.

In fact, Jiang Lin is really blushing now.

Will I be struck by lightning if I copy the works of my predecessors like this?

So in the end, in order to give myself some leeway, I originally wanted to paint a picture of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" and changed Jiang Lin to free play.

According to his impression of the woman in Hexin, Jiang Linjiang drew a portrait with a two-dimensional flavor.

In the painting, the woman stands leaning on the dress, the river surface is sparkling, and the woman with a very high mountain looks into the distance, with a jade flute in her hand.

Everyone has never seen such a strange style of painting, it is too illusory and ideal, but it can be seen at a glance that it is the woman in the heart of the river (probably because the mountain is too high).

This is not a scribble, nor is it a whim, but a way of painting, with its own rules and strict theories.

This made some of the painters very itchy. If they hadn't walked over now, it would be easy for people to think they were in league with flower pickers, and they even gambled with others, which made them lose face. Now they can't wait to go up and ask for advice.

Thinking of this, many monks regretted it. Why did they have to bet against Mr. Jiang? Now not only have I lost money, but it is also difficult to ask him for advice

"This painting is for the girl."

After collecting the ink and drying it with spiritual power, Jiang Lin flicked his sleeves and sent the scroll to the flower boat in Hexin.

The maid on the Hexin flower boat finally walked out, held Jiang Lin's painting in her arms, and bowed: "Miss, invite Mr. Jiang to board the boat."

"Hiss~~~"

Almost all the men on the shore gasped at the same time, looking at Jiang Lin with extremely hot eyes, wishing to kick Jiang Lin off and replace him himself!

I also want to climb mountains!

For a while, even if everyone subconsciously knew that it was Jiang Lin's talent that conquered that woman, but he was very upset in his heart!

He even wanted to set Jiang Lin on fire.

Feeling the gazes of the men around him, Jiang Lin felt nothing. After all, the lemon fruit under the lemon tree, with him and me, is normal.

But Jiang Lin felt an extremely hot and dangerous aura in these gazes.

These eyes are not sour, but like a threat, "You can get on her flower boat if you have the ability! Are you capable? Then you go."

real! If it wasn't for the needs of the system mission, I would never have boarded the ship! Absolutely not! It's definitely not because the mountain is too high and too big!

But as long as I don't do anything, the big deal is to let the senior sister search for my own consciousness, anyway, it can be explained.

So under the eyes of everyone, Jiang Lin stepped onto the flower boat.

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Lin is extremely chic, and being able to climb the mountain to collapse tonight is even more enviable.

But in Jiang Lin's heart, there is a feeling of being watched by his wife to go to tutoring

Always feel like Hong Shixian?

"Senior Sister! Calm down! Eh? Senior Sister? Senior Sister!!!"

When the flower boat gradually looked away, the junior sisters of Longmen Sect felt bad, and wanted to hug the senior sisters again! It turned out that the senior sister had disappeared!

"Not good! Protect Junior Brother Jiang!"

Tan Xiao yelled loudly, and led his juniors to push away from the crowd!

I also want to ask my junior brother how he feels about climbing the mountain tonight

"Little wife! Don't be impulsive!"

"Little Marriage! You have to trust Mr. Jiang, he won't be fooled by that mountain!"

"Little Marriage!"

On the river bank, there were also girls running away.

At the same time, the "junior sister" who was surrounded by the four "senior sisters" looked at the flower boat that was going further and further away, and his eyes rolled: "what does Wu Die want to do?"

Jiang Lin walked into the boat, and the woman appeared in front of him and bowed, she was truly graceful.

Jiang Lin wiped his nose, cupped his hands and saluted, "Hi, girl."

Looking at Jiang Lin, she smiled and said, "Just call me a butterfly."

"What a name for a girl!"

Jiang Lin finally averted his disappointing gaze, and the crazy black man in his heart carried the coffin!

But the pale pink and reddish decoration in the boat and the scent lingering in his nose kept stimulating Jiang Lin's rationality.

This sandalwood does not have the effect of fascination, it is entirely because of the presence of this woman that everyone's heart and soul become ethereal.

Jiang Lin was a little worried, worried that he would not be able to survive an hour in this boat

"Young master."

"Um?"

Just when Jiang Lin kept diverting his attention, he only felt a faint fragrance.