I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 2216 An Lin Is Under Great Pressure

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Red Ink Night is a grand performance event at Red Ink Square.

But it is not a simple performance.

An Lin saw the essence of the art and culture of Taichu Ancient Territory here.

It's not vulgar.

On the contrary, in An Lin's view.

It is more like the swan song of an ancient civilization from the beginning.

All the audience and performers present were extremely advanced in cultivation. There were hundreds of them in terms of returning to the void alone. Top names like Yun Xian were even at the Hedao level.

What does this mean? It means that they are the most elite people in Taichu Ancient Territory!

After being forced to the end, they survived in a special form. They could no longer see hope, so they devoted their time to art.

This is why An Lin was so shocked when he saw the performance in front of him. Why are their artistic expressions and why the artists selected from just a few million people are more awesome than the artists An Lin selected from the tens or even hundreds of billions of living beings in Taichu Continent?

This is completely the crystallization of the civilization of the continent that was once the center of the universe! !

One by one, famous brands began to perform on stage.

There are various forms of artistic expression.

Some train cute little fairy beasts, some imitate the characteristics of various races, some show off the beauty of the body, and some use sounds to simulate artistic conception...

"Now I invite Gu Qiu from Red Ink Square to perform for everyone!"

Suddenly, screams and cheers erupted in the Red Ink Shop.

It’s completely deafening! Even the senior executives who had been watching the show indifferently couldn't help but stand up or applaud enthusiastically.

"Such enthusiasm?!" An Lin was shocked by the heated scene in front of him.

"Even Sister Gu Qiu has to perform today?" Yingbao covered her mouth lightly, her face full of astonishment.

"Is Gu Qiu very powerful?" An Lin asked curiously.

He had seen the list of top names and knew that Gu Qiu was one of the top names in Hongmo Square, but that was all he knew. After all, he had only been here not long ago.

"You will lose 100 million percent of the bet I made with you." Ying Bao looked at An Lin very funny, "Let me tell you this, Gu Qiu is very lazy, and I usually don't see her for a year or two. She performed once, but her popularity is still ranked among the top three in Hongmofang. Do you know what this means? "

An Lin's heart trembled slightly.

As an artist, he rarely shows up, but he is extremely popular.

Of course he knew what this meant.

Amidst the calls of the masses.

A woman wearing a simple and elegant Taoist robe appeared in the center of the stage.

She doesn't look very stunning, but if you look closely, you will feel that she is extremely natural and beautiful. She just stood quietly like this, with a calm and gentle look on her face, independent from the world under the spotlight.

"Everyone, long time no see."

Gu Qiu smiled at the audience on the stage.

Suddenly, everyone felt that their heartbeats seemed to be half a beat slower.

Damn it, this is what my heart feels like!

A pig demon even kicked away the old sow that was still holding him, spread its hooves, and shouted "I love you" to Gu Qiu.

"Dad! I want her, I want her to be my concubine!" Fatty Longjiao said excitedly as he pulled the Dragon Emperor's sleeves.

When the Dragon King heard this, he slapped Fatty Longjiao's hand away and shouted angrily: "You damn toad wants to eat swan meat! What is her identity that makes her fall in love with you?"

"But I've fallen in love with her. Didn't you say that you don't need to care about what others think, the important thing is to see what you think?" Fatty Longjiao said aggrievedly.

"That also depends on the identity of the other party. Don't think about it anymore!" Dragon King said without leaving any room.

The scene became extremely heated.

Gu Qiu seemed to be used to such scenes. She still maintained a soft smile and took out a brush as thick as her arm from the space ring in her hand.

She grasped the brush like a spear, and with a slight stroke, it danced in the void in a perfect arc that made people feel comfortable.

"I have been thinking about this word for a long time."

"Here I dedicate it to you all."

Gu Qiu pointed the brush at the sky, and the darkness in the starry sky turned into ink clinging to the tips of the snow-white fur. Then she was as graceful as a dragon, holding a brush and dancing in the void, outlining perfect ink tracks.

The starry sky is ink, and the heaven and earth are paper.

Gu Qiu showed An Lin what it means to be a real pen-walking dragon and snake.

The woman is outlined in motion, and her snow-white clothes blend perfectly with the ink, just like light and darkness, and like Tai Chi where all things exist in harmony.

Beautiful, really beautiful! !

An Lin admired from the bottom of his heart.

This is the superb standard of calligraphy!

When the words in Gu Qiu's hand were completed, the color of the world changed.

A perfect font composed of countless beautiful black ink colors.

An Lin didn't know what words she wrote.

The 60,000 viewers didn't know what words she wrote.

But at this moment, An Lin saw countless thoughts and artistic conceptions, and even saw the beautiful figure that he cared about in his heart, as well as the independent dreamland of the beauty under the moon.

It is so beautiful, so intoxicating, and so untouchable.

The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have life and death.

A word is a story.

A word is also an era.

After the ink fonts standing in the void dissipated.

Everyone was separated from that word.

When they came to their senses, Yi Ren had no idea where she was going.

Gu Qiu has also disappeared from the stage.

Some people were applauding, while others were still savoring the performance.

An Lin finally understood why Gu Qiu was so popular. She represented the pinnacle of calligraphy. It was a real pleasure to watch her write.

And it was not the kind of pleasure that would be forgotten afterward.

It was an enjoyment that could be savored endlessly.

After watching Gu Qiu's performance, An Lin felt that he had to add some more excitement to his own performance. Damn, the pressure was so great!!

When everyone had almost finished savoring the performance.

"Now, please invite Jin Feihong to perform for us. True martial arts!"

Sister Hong's passionate voice began to sound.

An Lin was stunned. Jin Feihong was on stage at this time?

Amid the cheers, Jin Feihong walked towards the stage step by step.

He had a desperate expression on his face. While nervous, he also had a touch of satisfaction. Even the look that fell on An Lin inadvertently revealed an unconcealable pride.

Jin Feihong performed the beauty of martial arts.

To be fair, it was still good.

But performing after Gu Qiu was extremely mediocre.

Some audience members were too lazy to even look at it, still savoring Gu Qiu's words.

In such a scene, where is Jin Feihong's pride?

An Lin actually understood.

Whoever was arranged to perform after Gu Qiu would feel a lot of pressure.

Even the top performers with superb skills did not want to be placed after Gu Qiu, because wouldn't it make them look inferior? Although, they were indeed inferior, the comparison could not be so obvious!

No top performer wanted to perform after Gu Qiu.

As for some famous brands, the gap between them and the top performers was too big. They originally performed well, but under the background of Gu Qiu, they looked very rubbish.

It was like giving you a delicious meal and then feeding you a mouthful of shit. No one could stand it.

At this time, Jin Feihong's role came out. Although he was not the top performer, his performance was indeed good, which just gave the audience a transition period.

He was Gu Qiu's ladder.

Not everyone can be this ladder.

Only the strongest famous brands can be this ladder.

So he is very proud.

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