When Dong Chuan and the others woke up the next day, they didn't look too good. They didn't sleep well, but they still went to the dining room to have breakfast and went to listen to the class. After lunch, they all gathered in Zhao Hai's small courtyard.

At this time, all the people who had participated in this operation had arrived. Including Dong Chuan's group of four and Zhao Hai, there were a total of 25 people. Among them, 15 of them were the best at drawing, and some of them were good at writing.

After everyone had arrived, Zhao Hai said in a deep voice, " "I believe everyone has seen the contents of book No. 1. This is my first attempt to use the identity of a participant to write a story. Now that the story is done, I'll leave the rest to you. Those who are good at writing will have to follow the story and write an essay. However, the essay can not be too long, because the essay will be written on the painting. And the painter will have to follow the story and draw four paintings. Be it the essay or the painting, I will have to see them in the end. You may begin now."

When those people heard Zhao Hai's words, they were stunned for a moment. Then, they all started moving. Those who were good at writing articles immediately gathered together and discussed how to write the article well. Those who were good at drawing also gathered together and discussed how to draw the four paintings according to the story.

Zhao Hai didn't care about them. He didn't set a time limit for these people either. So, when he saw them gathered together to discuss, Zhao Hai wasn't in a hurry. He sat there quietly, picked up a book, and started reading quietly.

This incident had actually been of great help to Zhao Hai. After he wrote the novel, he felt that there was a strange energy in his boundless space. This energy was very similar to the energy emitted by the weapons of the scholars he had received in the boundless space before, but it was purer.

As soon as Zhao Hai felt this power, it was absorbed by the five weapons. After absorbing his power, the five weapons changed. The zither disappeared, the two pens became one, and the two books became one. However, the book became different. It became a thick book with a wooden cover. In the binding of the book, a pen could be placed, and the pen could fit inside.

This change surprised Zhao Hai, but it also made him very happy. This was because he discovered that the book could emit an energy that was completely different from natural energy and destructive energy. This energy was still very weak, but it had not dissipated. On the contrary, it gathered around the book and was still slowly increasing.

Zhao Hai knew that this power might be the literary power cultivated by scholars. It might be different from ordinary literary power. Zhao Hai was not sure what the difference was, but after some observation and experiments, he finally found out that as long as he kept reading, writing, drawing, playing the zither, playing chess, and doing things related to scholars, the energy in the book in his space would increase. This discovery made Zhao Hai very happy, but at the same time, he was a little distressed.

He was happy because he had finally revealed the cultivation method of his literary power. He could finally use his literary power. However, he was distressed because he could not cultivate his literary power by himself. He had to read and write to cultivate his literary power, which would take up a lot of his time.

Fortunately, he had nothing to do now, so he could practice slowly. At the same time, he also hoped to find a way to cultivate his literary power. Unfortunately, he had not been in contact with literary power for long, so he had not found a way yet.

Zhao Hai sat there reading his book. He did not care about what Dong Chuan and the others were doing. Dong Chuan and the others had misunderstood Zhao Hai's intentions. They thought that Zhao Hai wanted them to finish the essay and drawing in one afternoon, so they were very anxious. After a discussion, they immediately recommended someone to start writing the essay. The essay was finished very quickly. The few of them were very satisfied after looking at it. Only then did they ask Dong Chuan to bring the article to Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai felt that Dong Chuan was approaching. He put down his book and glanced at Dong Chuan. Dong Chuan cupped his fists at Zhao Hai and said, " "Big brother hai, the article is done. Take a look."

Zhao Hai nodded and read the article carefully. After reading it, he put it down and said in a deep voice, " "Perhaps I didn't make it clear just now, but you have to remember that every painting has to be accompanied by an essay. The essay can't have too many words to affect the effect of the painting. At the same time, you have to write out the contents of book number one through four essays. Therefore, you have to be very careful with every word and every sentence. Most importantly, these essays don't have a time limit. You can go back and think about it slowly. Show me again."

Upon hearing Zhao Hai's words, Dong Chuan could not help but be taken aback. Then, his expression changed. He immediately understood what Zhao Hai meant. Although Zhao Hai did not explicitly state that what they had written today was not up to standard, his words had clearly told them that what they had written today was not up to standard. The co-operation had also made them understand that their four essays had to be linked with the four paintings. In other words, an essay made of man and iron must be short. It must grasp the key points, and each word must be well-written and Well-Tempered. Only an article like this would be qualified.

At first, Dong Chuan and the others did not think that the mission would be difficult. However, after hearing Zhao Hai's words, they realized that it really was.

However, Dong Chuan immediately nodded and said, " "Yes, big brother hai, I understand."

Zhao Hai nodded and turned to look at the people who were drawing. He said in a deep voice, &Quot; your situation is the same as them. Draw four paintings. It's best if you can draw all the contents in book number one. It has to be representative. Don't be in a hurry. After you're done, take a look at it yourself and then read the book. If you don't think it's good, don't show it to me. &Quot;

When the artists heard what Zhao Hai said, their expressions changed. Then, they responded in unison and turned to leave. Zhao Hai watched them leave the courtyard before he picked up his book and continued reading.

In the next few days, Zhao Hai realized that even though Dong Chuan and the others continued to attend classes on time, they seemed to be a little absent-minded during class. The lecturer might have noticed this as well, so he did not speak much in the next few days. Dong Chuan and the others were still able to keep up.

However, during this period of time, Dong Chuan and the others had not gone to tide-viewing city. They had been staying in the Academy. After the class, they had disappeared. They had not been at Zhen Wen Hall either.

Zhao Hai was not interested in their whereabouts because he knew that Dong Chuan and the others must have gone to study and write the four articles. However, Zhao Hai was not in a hurry. He believed that the students from the calligraphy Department would give him a surprise.

Although Zhao Hai knew that Dong Chuan and the rest would not be able to complete the four paintings in a short period of time, he did not expect them to take such a long time. Two months. They had used a full two months to bring the four paintings to Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai looked at the four paintings on the table. They were all big paintings. One of them was about two meters tall and one meter wide. The four paintings were very well drawn. The first one was a bird's eye view of Chaocheng. There were some clouds on it. There were also many small people in different shapes on the painting, which showed the prosperity of Chaocheng.

There was also a short article on the painting, which introduced the ancient view of Chaocheng. The article was not long, but each word was like a Pearl, leaving people with an endless aftertaste.

After looking at the four paintings, Zhao Hai did not say anything. He took out book No. 2 and passed it to Dong Chuan."This is book number two, and there are also four paintings." With that, he waved his hand. Dong Chuan and the others immediately understood what Zhao Hai meant. They cheered and turned to leave.

Zhao Hai smiled as he watched them leave. He put away the painting and left the college. He went to the stonemasonry immediately and ordered a large amount of stone. They were the best and most commonly used stone near tideviewing city. Both the city walls of tideviewing city and tideviewing city were made of this stone.

Zhao Hai had people bring the stone back to the college and moved it into his courtyard. Then, he closed the door and began to carve on the stone.

Carving was also a type of art, and Zhao Hai wanted to carve out the four paintings. What Zhao Hai needed to do now was practice. Not only could he practice, but he could also practice his carving skills. It was killing two birds with one stone.

Fortunately, each courtyard in Zhen Wen Yuan was independent. The distance between the two courtyards was very far, so no one heard Zhao Hai's loud noise.

Time passed by slowly. Zhao Hai had used a total of seven days to make some progress in his carving skills. This was only because he had used the power of thought to learn his carving skills. In addition, his control over his strength had reached a superb level.

However, Zhao Hai wasn't in a hurry. The damaged stone had all been disposed of by Zhao Hai's people. Now, his carving skills were no longer inferior to those of the old craftsmen. However, it had not reached the point of perfection. He still needed to practice.

Zhao Hai decided to take a break after he put away the stone slab that he had carved recently. He returned to his room and felt that no one was watching him anymore. He entered the medium.

He rested for a while in the origin space. At the same time, he studied the wooden book and pen in the origin space. The energy in the book and pen was getting stronger and stronger, but this was all the result of Zhao Hai's hard work. Zhao Hai studied hard every day. Although he could remember everything the teacher said in class, he would still take notes. He also kept the book by his side almost every day, and sometimes, he would play some musical instruments.

Until now, Zhao Hai still didn't know what the book and the pen were for. But now that they were his, he had to let them grow. So, Zhao Hai carefully put the book and pen into his space, and then came out in a flash, ready to continue his carving practice. (To be continued.) &Quot; if you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)

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