Chapter 85 (2/2)
Ling Tian understood clearly what happened in his heart, and lightly smiled, waving off her apology, ”No worries.”
The girl continued in that soft voice, almost like a whisper, ”May I know if the great work that young n.o.ble has been mulling over is completed yet? This little girl is eagerly waiting to read it.” As she finished speaking, she blushed once again. The tone of her sentence actually carried a bit of coyness, with a few degree of impishness and some bashfulness. Lightly tiptoeing, she felt as though her whole body could simultaneously combust from the heat she released in her embarra.s.sment.
Behind her, the two middle aged women could not help but stop in shock, this was their first time seeing the little princess act like this from birth til now! They could not help but stare at each other with heavy expressions. They then directed their gazes towards the girl in question, theirs eyes filled with worry and panic.
Ling Tian purposefully lingered his gaze on the artist’s body a tad longer than usual, before turning around as he spoke, ”I’ve troubled this young lady to already wait for so long a time, how could I dare to be neglectful?” Even though his gaze was only a touch longer than normal, but how could that sensitive young girl not feel it? She could not help but tremble a little in response.
The corners of Ling Tian’s mouth curled up, revealing a faintly discernible smiling expression. He raised up the brush and dipped it slightly in the ink. Steadying his breath, his brush suddenly flew out, the soft tip of the brush as though swimming on the pristine white paper, seeming like a dragon soaring through the vast heavens, then like a crane dancing on an immortal mountain. Using his one hand, a semi cursive calligraphy, like the fleeting clouds and flowing water, as though crafted by the heavens themselves, appeared beside the willows dancing in the wind.
As though a refres.h.i.+ng breeze had sprung forth, with the bright moon overhead, a poem appeared on the paper without a single trace. The strokes were vigorous yet ephemeral, bold and imposing, elegant and refined! Just these few words lent an air of mystery to the entire picture, as though one was looking at a boundless horizon.
A tree up high, crowned in jade,
Myriads of twigs, drooping like silk,
By whose design, your leaves so fine?
Vernal February winds, like a scissors' blade.
When it came to the inscription of his name, Ling Tian thought for a while, but did not leave his name. Instead, he wrote down the four words ”Teary Dreams of Worldly Affairs” on it. He thought to himself, ”Since you have misgivings and want to draw the line clearly, then I’ll give you a dose of your own medicine! One must know that in order to truly appreciate what is good in this world, then one has to grasp the opportunity that is presented to them at the first opportunity! In the mortal world, once an opportunity is lost, one undoubtedly cannot turn back their head to request for it again. At that time, even if you are exceptionally talented under heaven, or an ill.u.s.trious character with unlimited wealth, what would await you would still be the ‘Teary Dreams of Worldly Affairs’!”
At the same time, Ling Tian innately celebrated the fact that he was a fan of Tang poetry in his previous life, and had something of actual use; else he would have definitely made a fool out of himself today!
Putting down the brush by the side in a very graceful manner, Ling Tian did not even take a second glance at his poetry, his face retaining his natural and unrestrained flair. It was as though what he just wrote as of no big deal, nothing worth talking about!
As for his act of plagiarism, Ling Tian did not feel that it was inappropriate, and even more unlikely to feel embarra.s.sed. His line of thinking was, ”Since this world does not have such things, then let me fill up that blank! Five thousand years of culture in China, let it also s.h.i.+ne here in this world! Even if this world does not have the beautiful mountains and rivers that stretched for over eighty thousand miles!
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