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A certain bald-headed painter was very blind, and asked expectantly, "How do fellow Daoist Zhu think the three beauties drawn by Zhao Xuezi?"

"The painting is really good." Zhu Yourong was a little apprehensive.

"He has always been able to do these things... well, he really knows how to draw." The female gentleman turned her head, as if she was facing the direction of the school where a certain guy was, and she was full of praise.

"Did Fellow Daoist Zhu know the three beauties in the painting?" Duan Jiuling became curious when he heard this.

"Yes, why don't you know...these are the three righteous sisters I recognize." A certain female gentleman said seriously.

"Zhu Daoyou's righteous sister? All three?" Duan Jiuling was a little surprised, but before he could think about it, Zhao Rong's picture scroll had already been turned around and returned to him. Laughing and praising, Duan Jiuling didn't ask any more questions.

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Chapter 7 The Junior Brother Who Cut Corners

"This painting of beauties gives people the feeling..." A young gentleman who is new to the management just like Duan Jiuling and Su Changfeng said with a smile.

"Well, I only have a little understanding of the way of painting. I have heard of the perspective method that brother Duan said, but I haven't researched it. I just talk about my personal perception. This painting of beauties is better than all the paintings of beauties I have seen before, even the characters, flowers and birds. Painting, all of them... all of them..." He paused after speaking, his eyes were still fixed on Zhao Rong's beauty picture, and wanted to say 'realistic', but Duan Jiuling answered with a smile: "Isn't it? More sense of space, more realistic?"

"That's right, that's right, when I first saw it, the three beauties in the painting were so lifelike, they were right in front of my eyes, just like looking at flowers in a mirror."

"Brother Yu used to like to look at those fairy tales on the mountain in his spare time. I wonder which family of fairies he often sees?" The gentleman who was acquainted with him interjected and smiled.

The little gentleman called Brother Yu smiled and said, "Do you want to recommend it to Brother Gao? Then I will talk to Brother Gao in detail at the dinner table, and the sister-in-law should be very interested."

Mr. Gao:……

"Ahem." Duan Jiuling shook his head helplessly, bringing back the topic of running away, shaking the scroll in his hand, and said with emotion: "The mystery of drawing three beauties that can make people feel real lies in this The student named Zhao Ziyu is unique in the use of light and shadow. The technique is already at the level of entering the room. Although it has not yet reached the level of "Tao", it is already a new "skill". What amazes me the most about his painting of beauties is the technique of painting..."

Originally, he was still gaining popularity, but Zhu Yourong couldn't help listening to his colleagues when they talked about his painting skills, and he was a little happy. At first, he wanted to win some care and attention from the gentlemen of the academy for him, but he didn't. Thinking of the fact that she didn't have to do anything in the end, he had already become the focus of Jingchentang, 'broadcasting' in Zhu Yourong's ear over and over again, she couldn't do it if she didn't want to.

Today is the first time Zhu Yourong has experienced the joy of gentlemen gathering to chat and admiring their "loved disciples", but she has a sense of pride and relief that her vision has been confirmed, not to mention that she is not just standing on the side of Zhao Rong's teacher. The position...but the woman behind...well, Senior Sister.

Maybe he misunderstood him before, didn't have high expectations for the results of the exam, and only thought about it slowly, but the contrast between the turning point, the stunning No.1 and the turning point of brazenly becoming the focus of discussion among colleagues, For Zhu Yourong, who was so proud, her heart was almost filled with joy, and it was almost beyond words.

"This little junior brother is really... well, except for some cutting corners in painting and lack of vision, the other senior sisters are very satisfied."

In the Jingchen Hall, among the people discussing 'Zhao Ziyu', a female gentleman lowered her head slightly, subconsciously raised her lotus arms, lightly brushed her temple hair, and her eyes, like lacquer paint, were about to bend into beautiful crescent moons under the willow leaf eyebrows , but immediately lowered her starry eyes to cover it up, but when her red lips still couldn't help but smile, her eyes still couldn't ignore the "Sanyi Sister Painting" painted by him next to her, and she couldn't help but take advantage of Duan Jiuling to communicate with others. In the intervals between his boastful talk, his eyes sneaked a glance, but just as soon as he scanned his energetic inscription, his breasts felt tight again...a little chest tightness.

I saw the inscription on the paper: "Beauties are like the ancients said: cloud temples, scorpion head, autumn waves, apricot lips, rhinoceros teeth, hibiscus face, crisp breasts, catkin fingers, willow waist, jade bamboo shoots and lotus, not fat nor thin ...But I thought that these are all vulgar, true beauties, all have attitude, spirit, fun, affection, and heart...In my life, I have seen only a few of them, less than a handful of them, recorded once or twice To show your lords."

"What I've seen in my life... there are only a few beautiful ones... I recorded one or two to show you, one or two? You've already drawn three, why don't you draw one more? You don't want to crowd them and hinder them." A certain senior sister said lightly. whispered softly.

"Still, I haven't figured out my position in the painting yet..."

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Zhao Rong began to feel that the atmosphere around him had changed on the morning of the second day after the results of the big exam were released. As usual, he finished his morning reading, ate a piece of cake, took a book and went to the school for class, and soon realized that something was wrong. , in the gap before the morning class, and in every class break in the morning, there will be many strange students in the corridor outside the door of the willful classroom. Some are looking for acquaintances, and some are more daring. aim……

"Hello, dear friend, is Zhao Ziyu's student in your school there? Where is his location?"

In the last break in the morning, the teacher to be taught left the classroom. Zhao Rong, who couldn't stand it anymore, immediately got up and walked outside before Li Xueyou, Xiao Hongyu and other students had time to come over to chat and ask for homework, pretending to go to the classroom. It was convenient, but as soon as he reached the gate, he was stopped by two female students who were so precise, accurate and fast that Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched.

Zhao Rong calmly glanced at the second daughter standing in front of him.

I don't know which school these two strange female students come from. One is sweet-looking, the other is heroic. At this moment, it is the one behind who opens the mouth. She looks at Zhao Rong with piercing eyes and asks questions, while the other sweet and beautiful student just has more eyes. He glanced at Zhao Rong's handsome face, then moved away, focused all his attention on the door, peeked into the school, his little face was full of curiosity and anticipation.

"Um, can I trouble you to call him for us? Xiao Shuisu and I have really admired Brother Ziyu for a long time, and we want to ask him some small questions. By the way, my name is..."

Zhao Rong didn't continue to listen, and his actions directly interrupted the short-haired female student's words.

He nodded first, then shook his head, then turned his body sideways, and silently pointed behind him to a certain corner of the last row in the school.

There, brother Yushu is still persevering, persevering, and persevering in the great cause of catching up on sleep for the upcoming holiday, and the sound of sleeping is repeated.

The eyes of the second daughter, who seemed to come here admiringly, were immediately attracted.

"Oh yes, thank you dear..." The short-haired and sassy female student turned her head, but was slightly taken aback. She was going to politely ask the name of this handsome and pleasing calm student, but in the blink of an eye, there was no one beside her. , only the back not far away, walking hurriedly seems to be in a hurry.

This man is quite handsome, but his bladder seems a little small.

The sassy female student with short hair shook her head, and the sweet female student named 'Xiao Shuisu' next to her was shaking her arm vigorously, and whispered excitedly: "Hey man, look, why is he so handsome even when he is sleeping! "

Short-haired and dashing female student: ...

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Chapter 7 and Three

Why don't you carry her away, it's hopeless... Xi Luonan began to think about whether to drag this girl away.

"The forehead and face are not missing, how handsome is he, but why does this figure look familiar..." She frowned slightly: "Also, why is he sleeping in the morning? It's just after class, so he doesn't know how to go to class Are you sleeping too?"

"What do you know, this is a true student~" The sweet-looking female student covered her heart with her hands, staring at 'Zhao Ziyu' who was sleeping soundly in the last row of seats, she said seriously with a small face: "I listen Brothers from the previous sessions said that some gifted reading seeds are like this. On the surface, they are drowsy and listless all day long. First, the academy is number one, those who seem to study hard every day are actually studying by rote."

Seeing that his friend was about to start thinking about it again, Xi Luonan quickly interrupted, "Okay, don't be an idiot here, it's outside... Then what now, why don't we call him out now, you are being rash Do you have any acquaintances?"

"He's sleeping, it's not good to wake him up." Bai Shuisu hesitated.

"Then let's go back and don't disturb others..."

"No!" Bai Shuisu hurriedly said, and then saw her friend looking at her with a smile that was not a smile. It was obvious that she said that on purpose just now. The girl blushed and whispered, "I'm here... just ask for advice." Come on, why are you looking at me like that?"

Xi Luanan sneered as a 'fool', Bai Shuisu blushed, and praised the manuscript that he had been holding in his arms to his friend, and then said brightly: "This prose is so beautiful, not only It is a beautiful sentence describing the Goddess of Lidi that I met by chance, and it also vividly portrays the misty but unattainable love of man and god, I really... I really don’t know how he wrote it!"

The sweet girl turned her head and asked, "Man, didn't you secretly copy a copy before and wanted to ask for advice."

"Okay, okay, can't I call someone, you wait here..."

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In fact, Zhao Rong was not wrong, his seat was indeed in the last row, and the two strange female students also asked about the seat of 'Zhao Ziyu', so there was nothing wrong with his answer, as for brother Yushu at the same table, would he? Being mistaken for him is not something he should worry about.

In fact, this phenomenon of coming here to inquire and make friends is not the only case just now. Since the morning class today, it has not stopped. Students from other schools have come to the door one after another during the class, wandering around the door of the school. , or look up at the "Holy Face", or ask for advice on poetry and prose, and what's more, directly name and surname to make friends with the "Frank Zhao Ziyu".

Whether it's a male friend or a female friend, Zhao Rong felt that he already had enough, so after seeing the situation clearly, he decisively rushed out to go to the toilet to avoid the limelight in the last two breaks...

When Zhao Rong stepped on the dots and returned to the school for the last class in the morning, before he came to breathe a sigh of relief that the morning was finally over, he caught a glimpse of Fan Yushu who looked like a sad abandoned woman beside him.

Zhao Rong said casually: "Hey, are you awake?"

"Ziyu..." Fan Yushu leaned closer to his head, but was pushed away by Zhao Rong.

"Wipe your saliva."

Fan Yushu wiped his mouth, and then complained: "Ziyu, you are not kind, people are here to look for you, why are you pointing at me?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Rong asked innocently.

Fan Yushu sighed, "I asked just now, and they said that you were referring to me. I was called out suddenly after a good sleep. I was really confused. Besides, they were two acquaintances, and they were at some festival parties organized by the elders. I know each other... It was too embarrassing just now, and they saw me sleeping in the school, and I will talk about it at the party during the holidays when I go back... It's over, my father has to peel off my skin."

Zhao Rong patted his friend on the shoulder and comforted him: "Think of a better place, at least you can eat a new year's meal before you die, and you don't have to be a starving ghost."

Fan Yushu: "...?"

The morning class ended in Zhao Rong's consolation to his friend. He thought that the morning's turmoil was just the peak of the wave of winning the championship in the school, and the wave would come down in a few days, but Zhao Rong didn't expect that this was just the beginning. In the next two days, not only came to see his handsome face after class—Zhao Rong was sure that this must be the main reason—by the way, there was an endless stream of female students asking for advice, even the art teachers in class were also very curious about him, especially Mr. Si, who teaches music arts, came in and asked, "Who has scored six points in the music art test this time?" After speaking, Mr. Si himself laughed, which also caused a roar of laughter. Only a certain person bowed his head and coughed tactically.

However, compared to leaving the original little transparent situation and being given special care by the gentlemen, what troubled Zhao Rong the most was that his few full-score examination papers were posted by the gentlemen of various subjects as template essays, and then he was in the school without any accident. It was handed down and copied, and among the students in the six classes, it was mainly Shi Fuyi's "Li Shen Fu", Jing Yiyi's test questions, and his calligraphy test writing "A Quiet Window" calligraphy.

In fact, Zhao Rong was a little embarrassed about this situation. After all, he did not expect that his papers would be posted by the gentlemen during the exam...

But fortunately, the "Three Beauties of the Qi Family" for the painting art test was not included, and was not announced by Mr. Duan, otherwise Zhao Rong felt that the society was really dead, and if it was really released, he would be alone. The label of "not a decent person" probably won't be able to escape... I just don't know if it really happens, will there be fewer "visitors" in the current stream, and this is also a blessing in disguise?

In addition to these, the fact that Zhao Rong won the first prize in the big exam this time made Zhao Rong famous, and it even spread to the academy, causing waves in the academy. In addition to the enthusiastic invitation to the party, he also received a few invitations to the literary gatherings in the academy. Zhao Rong was a little curious, and guessed that he should have made a full-score prose at the student stage. The scholars and brothers learned about it, so they were curious and sent an invitation to him.

However, Zhao Rongxiu was busy on holidays, so he politely declined when he didn't have the time to join in the fun, and he didn't want to participate in this kind of academy socialization for the time being.

After being so lively for two days, the enthusiasm for the exam results finally dissipated. During the period, Zhao Rong couldn't help looking for an opportunity to ask Yu Huaijin curiously: "Brother Huaijin won the first place before, but after the ranking is released, is it still so lively?"

Yu Huaijin glanced at him, then silently made a gesture that Zhao Rong has been familiar with for the past few days... He took out a manuscript from his sleeve, and said with a stern face, "Brother Ziyu, can you explain to me?" Why is this attempt to explain scriptures so unproblematic..."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Finally, the school’s monthly holiday is approaching. On the afternoon before the holiday, there were two calligraphy classes. Zhao Rong was supposed to substitute for the class, but for some reason, Mr. Zhu, who has long been fond of paddling, suddenly sent a book boy to inform Zhao Rong. She will come to attend the two classes. Zhao Rong is a little curious, but he has no objection. Moreover, it seems that he hasn't seen Zhu Yourong for several days... Before the bell for class rang, Zhao Rong sat down in his seat, and everyone The students are waiting for the arrival of a certain big-breasted female gentleman...

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Chapter 7 Zhu Yourong: You Are Really Good, Zhao Ziyu

In the Jingchen Hall, just when Zhu Yourong felt lost, Su Changfeng also joined the discussion, imitating Duan Jiuling and handing a paper to his colleagues.

"Everyone can take a look at this prose, which was also written by this student of Tzuyu."

Everyone came back to their senses from the painting of beauties, and Zhu Yourong also reacted when he heard someone's name, and subconsciously prepared to reach out to grab it first, but someone was faster than her, Su Changfeng's recent Duanjiu made his eyes shine, and he went smoothly After taking the paper, he lowered his head and read it for a while, then his face became emotional, which aroused the curiosity of the rest of the audience.

But Zhu Yourong just glanced at his colleagues, and didn't get annoyed by Duan Jiuling who was grabbing the papers. The female gentleman's face was a little less interested, she turned her head to look around, and then ignored Su Changfeng who smiled kindly at her after noticing his gaze, She glanced at the "Three Beauties of the Qi Family" on the table again, then turned around and prepared to go back to Yilanxuan.

Someone didn't even think about her position in his paintings, let alone in his poems...

A certain 'big sister' pursed her lips just as she turned her back and left.

"...The body is fast and flying, erratic like a god...Like the waves and walk lightly, and the socks are dusty..." On the other side of the crowd, Duan Jiuling raised his head and asked curiously: "...Hiss, Brother Su, this essay... ...What is it called?"

"It's called "Li Shen Fu." Su Changfeng turned his head and looked at the back of a certain female gentleman who was leaving at the door, and said casually with a slight frown.

"Lishen... Fu..." Duan Jiuling and the colleagues who were probing beside him read it intently for a while, the bald gentleman suddenly sighed, raised his head and said solemnly: "Brother Su, I admit it, this Ziyu The students are more lustful than me!"

Su Changfeng and other gentlemen: ...

"Brother Duan, can you not be like Meng Lang? This is Jingchen Hall. If Mr. Meng is here, you will be punished." Su Changfeng couldn't help it, he scolded, then shook his head, pointing at Zhao Rong's article Endowed:

"This is obviously a beautiful article, with the essence of culture! 'Easy as a surprise, graceful as a dragon', 'Shoulders as thin as a waist', 'Yunji, E'e, eyebrow repairing and juan'...a single sentence is all Brilliant culture, full of talent, how in your eyes is a word of eroticism."

Duan Jiuling touched his head, shrugged his shoulders and said innocently: "What are you thinking, I said before that I was greedy for 'sex' to praise him, not that he is really lustful, but that this 'Tzuyu student' has a pair of Eyes that can discover stunning beauty and stunning scenery, this kind of appreciation ability is the key, otherwise how can you write these... Fellow Daoist Ezhu, what are you doing?"

Duan Jiuling paused while he was explaining, and asked in a daze.It turned out that a frosty jade hand suddenly stretched out from the crowd in front of him, and when he looked up, it was Zhu Yourong who had gone and returned.

"Bring it." She was expressionless and concise.

Duan Jiuling and his colleagues were taken aback by the tone of non-rejection. After all, they have been used to Mr. Zhu's polite but gentle voice all morning, so why is he suddenly a little rude now? Like Su Changfeng, he misunderstood Duan Jiuling , thought he was speaking ill of the student she admired?Some gentlemen secretly thought.

Duan Jiuling also murmured in his heart, but he still coughed twice, and honestly handed over this prose to Zhu Yourong.

If it were Su Changfeng or other gentlemen, Duan Jiuling would laugh and scold him if he was an old acquaintance anyway, but facing Zhu Yourong, not only him, but most of the gentlemen in Jingchen Hall would put it away right now. Make fun of it, and get serious to give the beauty face.

Duan Jiuling explained seriously: "Fellow Daoist Zhu, I'm actually praising this student Zhao..."

"I know, I'm just curious."

Everyone saw that a certain female gentleman's expression eased a little, she nodded and interrupted Duan Jiuling's words, then she pulled the corner of her lower lip again, and smiled softly: "I want to see him too... well, just like Fellow Daoist Duan just now That's right... look at how powerful his eyes are for appreciating beauty, and let's see which lucky woman he is."

Zhu Yourong said while lowering her head and reading lazily, "Lishen... Fu, right, oh, it seems that it should have something to do with Lidi not far from the mountain..."

She casually spoke halfway, then paused, and the rest of the words only rang in her heart, and she didn't say it: If it has something to do with Lidi, is it about a certain Li girl?You're really good, Zhao Ziyu, every time you go down the mountain, you will have an affair...

Duan Jiuling and Su Changfeng looked at each other, and the latter laughed and said: "Mr. Zhu's guess is very accurate, it seems that he is indeed writing about a beautiful goddess he met by chance..."

It's a pity that Su Changfeng's kind explanations and conversations later were not listened to by someone.

Zhu Yourong lowered his head to read "Fu of Li Shen", at a certain moment his eyelashes trembled, and the jade fingers holding the paper also quietly clenched.

The more she looked, the quieter she became, and the more complicated her eyes became...

After the female gentleman seemed to have read it all, she hurriedly returned the Chinese Fu to the gentleman who was waiting next to her. However, when other gentlemen rushed to pass it around, the female gentleman would look away from time to time.

The appearance of not saying a word made people curious, but when Su Changfeng saw this, he thought that Zhu Yourong also admired Xinxi's prose, and he was embarrassed to speak, so he couldn't help but go up to talk to him while taking advantage of the gap.

"Mr. Zhu also thinks it is well written?"

"Should...it should be, his writing is not bad... so-so." Zhu Yourong turned his head to pretend to look at the scenery outside the window.

Su Changfeng said a little happily: "I also like this prose very much. So is there any sentence in the prose that Mr. Zhu particularly likes?"

Why does this person talk so much?Zhu Yourong was slightly annoyed in her heart, but she could only force a smile on her face and said: "It seems that there are a few words, but I didn't read them carefully, so I forgot."

"I remember a few words! I don't know if Mr. Zhu is the same as me." Su Changfeng cheered up and volunteered, "How about I read it out for Mr. Zhu first?"

"...?"

At this moment, Zhu Yourong really wanted to turn her head and smile and politely said, "Get out, why are you making so much fun?", but she was afraid that people would find out that her strange expression at this time, but taking advantage of her hesitation, Su Changfeng in the rear had already finished brewing, He muttered lightly behind his back.

"It's easy to teach Mr. Zhu that the one I like the most is this sentence...the fragrance of the faint orchid is so sweet, walking around the corner of the mountain...the beauty is beautiful, the appearance is quiet and the body is leisurely..."

Su Changfeng's tone was up and down. As a master of poetry and prose in the teaching hall, his basic skills in reciting poetry and prose are naturally very good. It's a pity that Zhu Yourong didn't pay attention to these at all, but was attracted by the meaning of these sentences written by someone...

"Another example... Turning the beige green, radiant and beautiful... The words are not spoken, the breath is like an orchid... Huarong is so graceful, it makes me forget my meal..."

The female gentleman who was pretending to look at the scenery outside the window had nowhere to place her starry eyes, and her eyes dodged left and right, especially when she heard a word in it that was the same as a word in her name, the female gentleman's eyes would flicker from time to time...

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