The woman in white, the smile on her face froze for a moment, but she only paused for a moment before speaking:

"Why should the girl be humble, since she has been praised by the prefect, it is naturally extraordinary, and it is nothing to come up and learn."

Nong Feng's face was anxious, he now seemed to have seen the scene where An Wan was provoked and directly disturbed the whole poetry meeting could not be held normally, and he was just about to open his mouth to think about how to refute it, but An Wan had already opened his mouth here.

"Even so, I'll go up and give it a try."

An Wan said reluctantly, but the movement of getting up was extremely fast.

Standing next to the woman in white, An Wan looked at Nong Feng with a perfunctory apology on her face.

The gestures revealed: You see I tried my best to refuse, but people have to pick me!

"Okay, sit down, don't you see that Wan Wan is on the rise?"

The pillar man, who had not spoken, directly pulled the standing Nong Feng to his position.

Nongfeng is sluggish

Yes???!

The pillar's expression gradually became disgusted, and he didn't know how this fool had played with them for so many years!

In the ring, the woman in white smiled at the corner of her mouth, and looked at An Wan and said: "Since you are a girl, you have come up, so let's start now, I think you already know the theme of today's painting, and now Danqing pen and ink have been prepared, girl, please."

After speaking, the woman in white made a 'please' gesture, and then moved out of the way, revealing the desk that had been arranged.

"Huh!"

An Wan chuckled, and at the same time glanced at Caihuan, who was sitting next to Dong Guohua, with a vague look.

He didn't look at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone prepared on the desk, but turned to look at the painting that had been hung high in the middle, and there was a beautiful inscription on it-Wang Ru

"Wang Ru ......"

Zhu lips opened slightly, and An Wan looked at the inscription on the painting and muttered.

"It's me."

Wang Ru watched An Wan staring at his paintings, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile, and there was obvious arrogance in his eyes.

She has always believed in her paintings, she has learned painting skills from her master since she was a child, and the master is the gentleman invited by her father in Yangzhou, which is naturally comparable to them in the countryside!

People like them who are uninformed should be envious.

Seeing that the woman who was so good in the mouths of the people was such a woman who had never seen the world, Wang Ru's sense of superiority in her heart was even stronger, but looking at An Yun, she actually looked at her endless paintings, and immediately said with disgust in her eyes:

"Girl, don't look at it, let's start painting quickly, now that the three pillars of incense have been lit, if you delay it any longer, I'm afraid that this painting will not be completed."

An Wan's expression was still nonchalant, and after casually glancing at her painting, she turned to stand at a table with only an inkstone, a brush, and a piece of paper.

As soon as this action came out, everyone in the audience immediately discussed.

"Just now I saw her looking at the paintings of the students of Lishan Academy without taking her eyes off, I felt that it was wrong, I just thought that the poem she wrote just now was really good, and I thought that it might be that I thought too much, and now it seems that this is also a short-sighted person!"

After the people here finished speaking, someone over there opened their mouths:

"That's it, don't look at it if you don't understand it, isn't it a shame to slap a swollen face and be fat?"

"In my opinion, there is no point in me competing, so don't delay everyone's time."

"In my opinion, too, the prepared danqing is not used, but wherever you stand, you can't see that you haven't painted."

......

The voices of the conversation came and went, with malice and disgust.

Nongfeng was a little anxious at the bottom, and even Master Xu, who had been very indifferent just now, had a straighten back at the moment.

An Wan is really smart and tight, and she seems to be loose in the academy, but her understanding is very high, and although An Wan is hanging in the academy on weekdays, there is nothing An Wan can't do so far.

But at this moment, seeing that An Wan was painting Danqing, he chose an ordinary pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and when he muttered in his heart, a few people now couldn't help but ask Nongfeng.

"Nongfeng, do you think An Wan can paint?"

Nong Feng looked at everyone with a sad face, and shook his head.

"I grew up with her, but I never saw her paint."

As soon as these words came out, the little hope that everyone still had in their hearts was instantly extinguished.

It seems that they think too much, and painting is not a day's work, and if they have not seen it since childhood, then it is no longer possible.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was disappointed, and even a few people already complained in their hearts.

"No, I don't know what I can do, what can I do when I go up? Isn't it a shame! ”

"Yes."

The two people who spoke, one was Meng Jiang and Gong Zixin, both of whom had been taught a lesson by An Wan before, and the voices of the two of them were not covered, and the people around them heard very clearly.

Although the other students sitting around did not make a sound, they did all frown and flashed disapproval, although they didn't like An Wan to go up so recklessly, but the students of their own academy, what they said were also their own students, how could they say such ugly words so casually.

Nong Feng frowned and was about to open his mouth to refute, but the teacup in the hand of the pillar here was "Bang!" He put it on the table, and then looked at the two people who opened their mouths.

Then he lowered his voice and said: "If the two of you want to return to the academy after today's poetry meeting, then shut your mouth for me today, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

The pillar's words have always been direct, and there has never been the slightest politeness to the people who target An Wan.

Meng Jiang and Gong Zixin were frightened, and both of them looked at the pillar with fear in their eyes and were silent.

Zhu Zi has never liked to talk in the academy, but every time he does something, it is terrifying, and there is no one in the academy who is not afraid of him.

The pillar watched the two of them stop, and didn't say anything anymore, but after glancing at the two of them coldly, he set his eyes on the stage.

When the two saw that the pillar no longer paid attention to him, they were unconvinced, and their eyes fell on the ring not far away.

An Wan has now begun to paint, and the ordinary ink in his hand is still without a little color, and the speed in his hand is very fast.

The corners of Meng Jiang's mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile, and after glancing at the pillar with some fear, he quietly leaned into Gong Zixin's ear and spoke:

"I think I'm going to be embarrassed this time."

Gong Zixuan bared his teeth, and replied in a whisper:

"That's natural, look at her like that, people use danqing for painting, and they are all well placed on the desk, but they don't need it, they don't understand anything at first glance, they haven't seen the world, how can they not be ashamed!"