Chapter 40: Painting

The examining officer is the cabinet university scholar Zhong Ziqi, he is a small old man with a head full of Chinese hair, but usually is extremely serious and upright. Only pulled open the scroll in his hand and began to read out today’s test questions.

On the “painting” side, in fact, every year is different, but this year happens to be the school inspection and chrysanthemum feast together, the title is also much simpler. If “book” is titled with chrysanthemums, “painting” is also titled with chrysanthemums.

There are five long tables on the stage, and there are ink, paper and inkstone on the table, in order to go to the table, the drummer who hammers the drum will beat the drum heavily, and the calibration will begin.

The crowd stretched their necks to look up.

These five people are also considered to be extremely distinctive five people, Shen Yue is a well-known talented woman, Qin Qing is beautiful and arrogant, Fan Liu’er and Zhao Yan are a pair of affectionate sisters, and Shen Miao, naturally, is that stupid and ignorant straw bag.

Most of the male family members were looking at Shen Yue and Qin Qing, but the female family members were mostly looking at Shen Miao.

Bai Wei covered her mouth and said, “Today Shen Miao looks quite disciplined, not having any strange movements, looking quite like that.”

Together with this time, Shen Miao had survived a total of four calibrations. The first time she drew a chess game, she played a few random pieces and was defeated. The second time she drew a book, she knocked over the ink tray and soiled her clothes, and the third time she drew a zither, she broke the strings of the fine bamboo zither. Instead of watching Shen Miao on stage, it was more like watching her make a fool of herself in front of everyone.

But today is a little different.

The high platform is vast, the young girl sits in front of the table, she holds the pen’s movement is very upright, as if she has received harsh training, as if the slightest bit can’t be picked out of the wrong place. October golden autumn, rushing cold wind through the hall, ruffled her forehead hair, and she slightly bowed her head, can only see the goose egg-shaped face, hanging eyelashes draw a beautiful arc.

There are actually a few beautiful ones.

The lotus green cloak was fiercely loud, she sat upright, but her pen was dashing, and between the sprays, she didn’t seem to care, yet that kind of certainty was like the begonias in her ebony hair, blooming openly in an introverted way.

Mrs. Yi pursed her lips and said to Ren Wanyun in an uncertain manner, “Fifth Mother has truly grown up.”

Ren Wanyun forced a smile, but her hand quietly clenched.

The sound of teenage girls talking came from behind them.

“Shen Miao has not made any scandal up to now, could it be that she has really changed her nature?”

“Impossible, it should just be for show, didn’t you see that she didn’t even think about it when she put pen to paper? Shen Yue still has to think for a few moments, and if she’s like this, it’s most likely that she’s just scribbling at random.”

Feng Anning looked at Shen Miao on the stage, that strange feeling came again. She suddenly had an intuition that today’s Chrysanthemum Feast might not be like the past, such as Shen Miao on the stage, will she really make a fool of herself?

Or, in an irresistible pose, destroying all false perceptions of her.

In the men’s gallery, some people gradually realized the difference.

In this group, it was about the most pleasing to the eyes of the entire women’s group. Shen Yue’s pink clothes were elegant, soft and beautiful. Qin Qing was dressed in wide sleeves, proud and beautiful. Fan Liu’er is delicate and attractive, Zhao Yan is quirky, if you say the most uncharacteristic, it is that stupid, cowardly and vulgar Shen Miao.

But at a glance, among the five people, instead of being compared, Shen Miao appeared particularly prominent.

She just sat quietly, clearly lowered her head, but there is a kind of looking out of the corner of the eye, as if …… as if that slender figure is standing on a high position of killing and decisive, so that people can not help but give birth to a submissive mood.

Pei Lang frowned, how could a person’s temperament change so radically? This person, is she really Shen Miao?

Fu Xiuyi could not hide the amazement in his heart, he did not notice the sky-rocketing difference between Shen Miao now and in the past, but Shen Miao’s sitting posture, straight spine, and the way she raised her hands and feet actually made him think of a person.

The current master of the six palaces, the Empress.

Fu Xiuyi knows that this idea of his is very ridiculous, Shen Miao loves him to set the capital knows, he also loathes himself to be adored by such a woman. But most of the time, news about Shen Miao is heard from rumors. Rumor has it that Shen Miao is uneducated, vulgar, rough in her movements, stupid and cowardly. Now it seemed that there was only one feeling in his heart, fearing that all those rumors were not exactly all true.

“How strange.” The blue-shirted teenager who had been reprimanded by Cai Lin earlier wondered, “Didn’t you say that Shen Miao from National Second was a straw man, it doesn’t look like it.”

Cai Lin also froze, his gaze had been following Shen Yue, but it was as if Shen Miao had a magical power that could make people involuntarily notice her. It was as if she was born to stand in a position that made people see her, and today was especially remarkable. He tried to suppress his strange thoughts and hummed, “Just pretending.”

“Big brother, she will win, right?” Su Minglang tugged on the sleeve of the person beside him.

Su Mingfeng’s eyebrows were smiling, but his expression was a bit odd.

“Shen Miao?”

After an incense stick was burned, the drummer beat the drum again, signaling that time was up.

Shen Yue set aside her brush, she was very confident in her painting today, beside her left hand was Qin Qing, who had also finished her painting and was washing her brush. Even if it was a simple action, when done by her, it seemed as if it was as moving as a painting.

But then again, moving, on the calibration ground, it’s never about beauty.

She turned her head to look at Shen Miao, thought Shen Miao every time is not accomplished, today actually did not make any mistakes, about it is really around someone to point out become smart. But people can pretend, talent but can not pretend, at this moment should be busy hands and feet unfinished it.

However, in front of him, Shen Miao has long shelved his brush, and his gaze calmly watched the person who came to collect the scroll come over.

Shen Yue’s smile froze.

“Alright, go down.” After everyone’s scrolls had been put away, it was time for the proofreading and judging of the second state women, which also took time.

“Fifth sister, what exactly did you draw?” After Shen Yue got off the stage, she couldn’t wait to try and ask Shen Miao.

For some reason, Shen Miao made her uneasy.

“You’ll see later.” Shen Miao smiled faintly, as if the smile contained something more meaningful.

She turned around and walked to where the crowd couldn’t see her before she said to Gu Yu beside her, “Think of a way to send this to the second son of the Jing Dian Shi House. Here, it’s the three people in lake green clothing from the left on the opposite seat.”

Gu Yu hesitated, seemingly still a bit confused, and then said, “The slave girl saved her life.”

“Go.” Shen Miao patted her shoulder and walked back to her original seat, far away, looking toward Pei Lang.

As soon as Pei Lang looked up, he bumped into a pair of eyes, and from a distance, he could see the scrutiny contained within.

I am sorry, Pei Lang. Shen Miaoxin said, let me borrow your hand to shake the unbreakable foundation of the Ming Qi royal family.

After all, you owe me.