Youjia Inn

This is basically the case. The questions for the assessment contestants are divided into two categories. One is the category of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which are more serious routine questions.

The other category is unconventional questions, from female celebrity to throwing pots, there are all kinds of messy questions, and basically everyone draws differently.

All the items are given points by the judges who are good at it, and then the points are added or subtracted according to Ouyang Xuexiang's likes and dislikes.

Is this an appropriate range, with a full score of [-], the difference between addition and subtraction can fluctuate between zero and one percent.

So, the scores given by the previous judges are all floating clouds, the key is to make the beauty's blue eyes look good.But Ouyang Xuexiang's likes and dislikes are really hard to guess.

Those who got weird questions, for example, the previous one got to comb a girl's hair.

First, there was a lady who covered up the whole process of combing Feixianji's hair.Seeing that the woman was skillful, her fingers were able to move freely through the woman's black hair. After a while, the flying fairy bun was completed.

The woman spread the woman's hair back with a blank expression, handed the comb to the young man, and signaled the young man to start combing his hair.

Ordinary elders would know this, but the young man was dumbfounded, holding the comb for a long time without making a move.

In the end, when the time was coming, he said something abrupt to the girl, and blushed.Well, with a flying bun, it abruptly turned into a sky-high bun.

The girls on the stage all pursed their lips and snickered, and the audience in the audience could only smile wryly.

As a result, it turned out that the technical score was zero.Ouyang Xuexiang raised her hand and changed it to [-] points, and the score can still be read.

There was another one who got a little bit of lip, once he took the lip balm, he tapped his fingers a few times, and gave the girl bright red lips.

A group of young masters in the audience were stunned, of course, there were a few who showed a clear smile, and they seemed to know this well.

Well, skill is divided into [-] points, and Ouyang Xuexiang raised her hand, which directly reduced [-] points.

Of course, there are those who get to dance. I don’t know if the brother is stubborn or pretending to be smart. He thinks that Miss Ouyang likes serious people. He came to the stage and published a long speech of his own, such as although he admires Miss Ouyang, he can’t make such a detrimental husband. The behavior of the image or something.

Well, the technical score is zero, and Ouyang Xuexiang didn't raise his hand. Well, this man not only scored zero, but also pulled the hatred of Wang Xue and God of War from all the young masters on the scene to himself.

Alas, woman's heart, sea needle.

There was also the regular group, who were lucky that they could escape and not have to make a fool of themselves on stage.

As a result, no matter how high the scores of the two old pedants were, Ouyang Xuexiang would lose [-] points, and the angry two old-fashioned ones would blow their beards and stare.

Retaliation, this must be revenge!Teaching for nothing, this apprentice is teaching for nothing!

Alas, no one in the routine group was spared. What kind of routine question is this? It is obviously a question of death.

Whoops.It's God of War's turn.

He came to the stage with a bad complexion, and took the charcoal pencil bravely.When did I draw my eyebrows, ah, it seems that I did it once.

My own back then.God of War sighed softly, holding the pen extremely heavily, but writing very lightly.

The tip of the pen lightly swept over the girl's eyebrows, leaving a gentle mark, not heavy, and did not change the girl's original eyebrow shape, but made the eyebrows more obvious.

The girl lowered her head to avoid the serious gaze of God of War, her breathing became a little heavier.

After painting, if you ignore the uneven height of the two eyebrows, well, it's still perfect, right?

God of War looked at the girl's eyebrows and couldn't help laughing, ha, maybe he was so stupid when he saw a ghost.

That's right, there is actually a technical score of 2 points, the final result is [-] points, the highest score in history was born, and No.[-] was slammed by [-] points, which is beyond the reach of others.

"Not bad." Wang Xue did not hesitate to praise himself, "The eyebrows are really symmetrical."

Wang Xue, who was already ready to dodge, did not receive the elbow he expected.

The God of War ignored him, and looked past him into the distance, staring blankly at another time and space.

Alas, it seems that she didn't hear what I said, did the thrush bring back any memories for her?

"Oh, it's my turn later." Wang Xue reminded.

God of War nodded: "Understood, you can go."

"Hey, are you okay?" Wang Xue asked out of concern.

"It's okay, it just reminded me of my first time thrushing my eyebrows, but my master found out, I was beaten up, and then I ran away from home without any future. Ha, ha." God of War chuckled twice.

However, Wang Xue's heart seemed to be swept by a fine needle brush, and it hurt a little.Her childhood must have been very different from that of ordinary girls. It seems that she suffered a lot, alas.

"Hey, it's my turn." Wang Xue heard the loud servant on the stage calling his number.

"I'm leaving?"

"Well, let's go." Suddenly felt that the God of War at this moment was extraordinarily soft.

The background must be too bleak, yes.Wang Xue tilted his head and thought for a while, thinking that he had an illusion.

On the stage, Ouyang Xuexiang nodded to him, and Wang Xue responded with a warm smile like the dawn of snow.

Standing still at the table, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all on the table, holding the pen, dipping in the ink to draw, and moving the pen like flying.

Half of the stick of incense was burnt out, Wang Xue hissed, it was so embarrassing, he almost ruined the young master's hand painting.

The picture scroll was presented and unfolded slowly on the judges' table, and the two old scholars frowned.

"Insulting Sven, insulting Sven!"

"How can such a painting be placed in front of me and taken away?"

"No metric, no vulgar language, zero points, zero points."

After hearing the comments from the two teachers, Ouyang Xuexiang was looking forward to this painting.As a result, when she came to see the painting, Ouyang Xuexiang smiled.

I saw a well and two dogs were drawn on the painting with a few strokes, one circle and two circles.

(For details, readers are asked to imagine your masterpieces in kindergarten.) There is also a poem written on the painting, "Jiangshang is a general, and Inoue has black holes. The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen."

(Thanks to Zhang Dayou, the originator of doggerel poetry, for opening up an evil path about poetry for us... Humorous and catchy, let us applaud.)

There is not a single word for snow in the whole poem, but every sentence is snow.Haha, it's very interesting, the writing is also smooth and smooth, and it's remarkable, remarkable.

Putting away this scribbled work, Ouyang Xuexiang waited for Wang Xuewen with her cheeks in her hand. Sure enough, Wang Xue picked up the pen again and began to draw on the paper. After a while, he put away the pen.

Wang Xue hooked the corners of his mouth in satisfaction: "Miss, please take a look."

He directly handed over the painting to Ouyang Xuexiang, and didn't give it to the old two bearded and staring old scholars at all. Anyway, the final score has nothing to do with these two people.

Ouyang Xuexiang took the painting, her eyes flashed with amazement.Although it is not a fine brushwork, it only took about half a stick of incense for Wang Xue to outline Ouyang Xuexiang's demeanor in place.

I saw a beautiful woman in a red dress like a cloud, with a graceful figure, majestic eyebrows, and a noble temperament.

Ouyang Xuexiang glanced at Wang Xue with satisfaction: "Let me tell you, what have you been up to for most of the incense stick? You were painting me."

"Exactly." Wang Xue met Ouyang Xuexiang's smiling eyes.

"Then you know, the topic you drew was snow scene, not me."

"Ms. Ouyang's boudoir name happens to have the word "Xue" in it? What's more, in my eyes, Miss Ouyang is the most beautiful scenery."

"Glib, opportunistic." Miss Ouyang glanced lightly at Wang Xue, her eyes were timid and charming.

After seeing Wang Xue's paintings, the two old scholars were even more disdainful, and both of them showed contempt.

"Wang Xue, add."

"Wait." Wang Xue stopped Miss Ouyang from announcing the results.

He walked forward and said, "Please borrow some tea from Miss."

Wang Xue'e took the water glass handed over, got a little water on her hand, and sprinkled it lightly on the paper.

The ink melted away, blurring the lines and contours of the painting, giving the whole painting a misty feeling of being immersed in a water town.

The painting style becomes gentle underwater, and even the expressions of the people in the painting become gentle and affectionate under the smudge of water vapor.

The beauty is this, the beautiful woman in the painting who was not angry and pretentious is now smiling with the corners of her mouth curled up, like a red rose quietly unfolding in the rain, smiling back to the earth.

This time, all the skills are exhausted, and those talented people who think they are talented and knowledgeable have no choice but to obey, even the old pedant is speechless.

"Is this the function of your previous painting?"

"Yeah, smile for Bomei, only when you smile can my painting have spirit."

The admiration in Ouyang Xuexiang's eyes almost overflowed: "Full marks, I said so."

In the end, the score was finalized, and no one had any objections. His paintings were worthy of this score and Ms. Ouyang's favor.

"Brother Wang, congratulations." There was not much joy to congratulate, which was in line with the usual style of God of War.

"Oh, what a joy to say, really. How embarrassing!" Wang Xue waved his hands in a pretentious manner, "It's a trick, showing off."

"Heh, congratulations for getting such a high score. It's another step closer to Ouyang Meiren's husband-in-law."

As soon as these words came out, even God of War felt something was wrong, why did it sound so wrong, and immediately added another sentence, "Keep working hard, heh, whether you can become Miss Ouyang's husband depends entirely on you .” Why is it still so strange?Never mind, never mind.

"Eh, it's not all up to me, it's also up to you, and you're also up to you." Wang Xue also felt quite strange, and his words were as hard as an iron rod.

"Cough cough." God of War coughed dryly, and lifted the subject, "I always thought you were someone who didn't learn countless things, but I didn't expect you to have such a skill."

"Isn't that right, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea are necessary to pick up girls." Wang Xue said proudly, "I'm proficient in everything, young master——"

God of War gritted his teeth: "If you can talk well, you can't. If you give some color, you can open a dyeing workshop. I think the painting is just like that. The smiling Ouyang Xuexiang in the painting doesn't look like that at all, okay?"

"Where is it different?" Wang Xue was anxious, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"It's just that the taste is not right. Did she smile like that?"

"Don't you just curl your lips when you smile, don't they all look the same? I'm dizzy with water, so is the angle of the smile so easy to control?

It’s not easy for me to make the person in the painting laugh, okay, my hands are going to be ruined, okay?If you have the ability, you can do it! "

Wang Xue uttered a long series of words in one breath, as if covering up some ulterior secret.

God of War narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Xue, his gaze was like lightning.

Wang Xue stubbornly looked straight at God of War: "What?"

"Do you have something to hide from me?" Wang Xue's slight escape still did not escape the eyes of God of War.

"No, no, how is it possible."

"Is there something wrong with that painting?"

"How is it possible? If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself."

"Is it?"

"Yes, yes, it's just a painting, what other flowers can I conjure up."

"Then why are you blushing?"

"Cut, don't blackmail me."

"Oh, it was discovered."