The rewards given by the system are so generous, it is indeed not easy to get them.

After the competition in the morning, many people still did not leave, just to wait for the results. Luo Yu originally planned to go back, but was stopped by Mr. Zhou and Mr. Xie.

"A few hours doesn't make a difference. Come on, let's have dinner with the old man." Old Man Zhou was very enthusiastic, and Luo Yu found it difficult to refuse his kindness.

At this moment, Mo Han arrived. After getting off the car, he saw Mr. Xie and Mr. Zhou and nodded to them, "Uncle Zhou, Uncle Xie."

"Mo Han is here. That's perfect. We were just about to have dinner with your wife. Let's go together." Mr. Xie said with a smile.

Mo Han looked at Luo Yu and saw that he had no objection, so he agreed. After lunch, Mo Han returned to the company, leaving Luo Yu to chat with the two old men.

"It's such a pity that I missed your engagement party. So what are your plans for the wedding?" Old Master Zhou put down his teacup and asked Luo Yu.

"It's still early." Although it was just an engagement, it was obviously no different from getting married. It was just the addition of a marriage certificate, so Luo Yu was not in a hurry.

Mr. Xie suddenly sighed, and Mr. Zhou asked, "Why did you suddenly sigh?"

Old Master Xie shook his head, a look of sorrow on his face. "Isn't this just thinking of my Xiaona? I don't know what sin she has committed, but now her Xiaona recognizes that stinky boy Sun Minghao. She doesn't even recognize me, her loving grandfather. Now she still lives in the Sun family. No matter how I try to pull her back, she won't come back."

"Haha, Old Man Xie, what are you worried about? This is great. These two children have been engaged since childhood. Isn't this perfect? ​​Just arrange the marriage." Old Man Zhou said with a smile.

"It has to be this way, what else can we do?" Actually, Old Master Xie approved of his granddaughter's marriage to Sun Minghao. After all, the Sun family was a political family, and marrying into the Sun family would be of immense benefit to the Xie family. Furthermore, since his granddaughter clearly loved Sun Minghao, Old Master Xie naturally had nothing to say.

Luo Yu listened quietly on the side without expressing any opinion. He knew a lot about the affairs between Sun Minghao and Xie Minna. He also asked someone to investigate Xie Minna's amnesia and got the answer that Xie Minna really had lost her memory. It was obvious that Sun Minghao had no way to deal with Xie Minna who had lost her memory. The two felt that the way they were getting along now was completely reversed. Before, Xie Minna was in a stronger position, but now, Sun Minghao was in a stronger position. Xie Minna followed Sun Minghao's words completely.

In the afternoon, the list of qualifiers will be announced. For the sake of fairness, the works of the qualifiers will also be posted, and the works of other non-qualified contestants will also be published online.

They originally went there with joy, but when they saw that they couldn't find their names on the published list, they all looked disappointed.

Luo Yu naturally entered the qualifying round on the second day, but unfortunately, Mr. Zhou's name was not found on the list.

"I didn't even make it to the qualifying round. It seems that there are quite a few masters this year." Although Mr. Zhou was a little disappointed that he didn't make it to the qualifying round, he didn't curse. After looking at the published works, Mr. Zhou also sighed that he was inferior.

"That's right. With Luo kid here, we didn't have much hope of winning the championship. Now, unexpectedly, so many masters have suddenly appeared. Judging from their names, there are quite a few powerful ones." Although Mr. Xie was also shortlisted, he knew that his hope of winning the championship was not great. He even doubted whether he could enter the final.

Luo Yu's handwriting is good, but among the shortlisted calligraphy works, there are several calligraphy and Chinese paintings that are no worse than his. In some aspects, they are even better than his. It seems that he needs to work harder tonight.

In the evening, they returned to the Mo family's old house for dinner. When Mr. Mo learned that Luo Yu had entered the qualifying round, he was extremely happy.

"I didn't expect that your calligraphy and Chinese painting are so good. The old man from the Xie family boasted in front of me that he would definitely be the champion of this year's calligraphy competition. I think he can forget about the championship. Xiaoyu, you have to win the championship for me no matter what. I'm going to go and piss off the old man from the Xie family." Grandpa Mo clapped his hands and said.

"Old man, aren't you putting pressure on Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu, don't listen to him. Just do your best. It doesn't matter whether you can win the championship or not." Old Mrs. Mo had never seen Luo Yu's calligraphy and painting works, so she didn't know how good Luo Yu's calligraphy and painting skills were. But since he was able to enter the qualifying round of the adult group, he must be good.

In her earlier years, Old Lady Mo had participated in competitions, but she'd only made it to the finals before being eliminated. After all, there were many masters of calligraphy and painting. She didn't want Luo Yu to feel too much pressure. Luo Yu was only eighteen years old, and compared to those calligraphers and painters who had studied for decades, he still had a long way to go. I heard that this time, Old Man Zhou didn't even make it to the finals, so you can imagine how many masters gathered this year.

"I will try my best." Luo Yu was not very confident actually. The more difficult it is, the more we should challenge it. The mission reward is not important. What is important is the mission punishment!

"I believe you can do it." Mo Han seemed to be very confident in Luo Yu.

Mo Han had been pestering Luo Yu every day for the past few days, but because he had a competition tomorrow, he had to hold back tonight. Luo Yu, who had gone to bed early, had actually entered the virtual space to begin practicing. In the virtual space, besides Luo Yu himself, there was only the system.

"Host, are you confident about tomorrow's game?"

Luo Yu paused his brush, then said while painting, "No."

Huh? The system didn't expect Luo Yu to be so direct. "How can the host not have confidence? If you don't have confidence, how can you win the game?"

"Calligraphy and painting are different from cooking. Without talent and understanding, no matter how diligently you practice, you won't improve." When Luo Yu saw the other shortlisted works today, he realized where the gap between him and the masters lay. His paintings were beautiful, his calligraphy was good, but they lacked the spirituality that only belongs to calligraphy and painting. Or rather, his calligraphy lacked that ancient soul.

Because he had only a short time to practice, little social experience, and no understanding of life, his paintings and calligraphy lacked what he himself lacked. Although it is sometimes said that diligence can make up for lack of talent, some things cannot be achieved by diligence alone.

"System, the virtual space should be able to transform into any scene, right?" Luo Yu remembered the previous cooking competition. The simulated scene was so realistic.

"Of course. As long as the Lun family likes it, even turning the virtual space into an outer space battlefield is fine." The system said proudly.

Luo Yu said, "I don't need you to turn the virtual space into an outer space battlefield. It's enough for you to let me appreciate the life of the most famous calligraphers and painters in history."

Want to experience the life of a calligrapher and painter in history? Although I don't know what the host wants to do, since the host has made such a request, the system will of course try its best to meet it. However, the system will certainly not help the host unconditionally.

"Of course there's no problem. Forget about the life of a calligrapher or painter. Even if the host wants to experience the life of an ancient emperor, that's fine. The prerequisite is that the host has to pay five attribute points!"

More attribute points? Luo Yu was puzzled. What did this system need so many attribute points for? They couldn't be eaten. "Okay, but I don't have any extra attribute points right now, so I'll owe them to you." You can't catch a wolf without risking your child.

"Of course there is no problem. If the loan amount is only five attribute points, the Lun family will not charge the host any interest." Well, even if interest is charged, it is not much, so the system simply does not charge it. Anyway, it can still receive five attribute points, so it is happy.

"Let's start." Luo Yu didn't want to waste any more time.

Ten hours in the virtual space is equivalent to one hour in the real space. Luo Yu was in the virtual space, witnessing with his own eyes the life of a great calligrapher who was honored as the "Saint of Calligraphy and Painting" in history.

Luo Yu witnessed the birth of the "Saint of Calligraphy and Painting," watched him grow up, watched him study diligently, watched him be framed while taking the imperial examination, watched him lose his parents and fall into poverty, watched him endure all the vicissitudes of life, and finally achieve the reputation of "Saint of Calligraphy and Painting." His calligraphy carries his unyielding spirit, his yearning for a better life despite all he has experienced, and his carefree attitude that sees through all the vicissitudes of life. Luo Yu, like a bystander, watched his life unfold, finally turning into dust.

Overall, it feels like watching a movie in a cinema, but compared with the powerful simulation scenes in the virtual space, those 3D and 4D movies are simply weak.

But simply observing from the sidelines wasn't enough. To create calligraphy as stunning as that "Calligraphy Saint" and paint paintings that moved people, one had to experience it firsthand. Only by experiencing it firsthand could one truly grasp the artistic conception. So Luo Yu had the system transform him into that "Calligraphy Saint," activating a simulation and experiencing the life of that master himself.

The next day, when Luo Yu woke up, Mo Han noticed a difference in him. While Luo Yu had previously been aloof and seemingly more mature than his peers, he was still an eighteen-year-old, possessing the passion and energy of adolescence. Upon waking, while his appearance remained unchanged, his gaze and demeanor were noticeably different. His eyes held a more mature and profound look, like an old man. His demeanor remained elegant, but not the rigid, textbook elegance of the past. Instead, he possessed a more relaxed air. How could so much change happen overnight?

"Xiao Luo, are you okay?" Mo Han looked at Luo Yu with some concern.

"I'm fine, I just had a dream, a very long dream." Luo Yu smiled faintly, and the deep vicissitudes and casualness just now disappeared, and he returned to the original Luo Yu, as if what just happened was just a momentary illusion.

"I'm glad you're okay. If there's anything, you must tell me, okay?" Mo Han kissed Luo Yu on the forehead. He knew that Luo Yu had a secret, and since Luo Yu didn't say it, he wouldn't ask.

"Yeah." Luo Yu nodded with a smile in his eyes.