Burns are a very interesting thing.

The initial sensation may not be obvious, or even untraceable, but the skin will eventually start to flush at some point, and then it will spread violently around a scale like an infiltration of pigment.

At this time, the feeling of pain often has not yet begun, but the ruddy first turns into redness and swelling, and a transparent blister bulges at a speed visible to the naked eye, so one after another, like mushrooms after a rain, it spreads on this ruddy and fertile "land".

It is only at this time that the burning pain will finally reach the owner's sensory organs.

Chu Feng looked down at the blisters on the back of his hand and frowned slightly.

The painting on the table has been completely submerged in water. The water is tea, so it not only dilutes the ink on the sketch, but even coats the sketch with a layer of yellowish color, just like a special old-fashioning method in the imitation industry.

As soon as the ink was washed by the hot tea, it immediately melted a lot, and at this time, it spilled in the direction of the impact of the tea, like a splashed ink painting...... Unfortunately, it's not a good splash of ink painting, it's more like abstract art made by a three-year-old.

Even the paper itself was affected, and in the upper right corner, where it had been hit hardest, it had been melted away, forming coarse crumbs, like paper towels that had been beaten by rain.

Drawings and drafts were all affected, and no one was spared.

The teapot came out of Qu Zhenhai's hand, and after the tea gushed out like a waterfall at the mouth of the teapot, there was a loud bang and fell to the ground. Splash up a splash of water.

Qu Zhenhai seemed to be stupid and took half a step back. Then he froze there with his mouth half-open and stupid, and didn't make any movement for a long time.

"Oh my God!"

The examiner came to his senses first. rushed forward to rescue the painting made by Chu Feng, but he ran here in three steps and two steps, and saw the mess on the desktop drawing paper, and the whole person was stunned.

"He's hurt!"

The candidate sitting behind Chu Feng exclaimed, he saw the redness and swelling on the back of Chu Feng's right hand, and he also subconsciously stood up in horror.

Chu Feng glanced at Qu Zhenhai, and suddenly found that although the latter's body language showed a very shocked look, his eyes were very stable, and he didn't feel at a loss.

If Chu Feng has any talent that is more powerful than ordinary people. In addition to his special fondness for paintings, it is probably that his observation is stronger than that of ordinary people.

But this, in fact, is also due to Danqing's contributions. People who learn to paint, who sketch a lot, are always much better than ordinary people in terms of observation. This ability is not necessarily innate, but is largely cultivated gradually. Chu Feng had been training in this area for many years, so even in this tense and panicked moment, his eyes could still capture enough information.

The examiner's mouth opened wide in horror, and the examinee on the right widened his eyes. The child sitting in the front row looked back at the scene curiously, and there was obviously more excitement than horror in his eyes......

The teapot that landed on the ground bounced a second time, spun slightly in a slight arc, and then fell again. The lid of the teapot was thrown away. At this time, falling at a distance of five steps away from him made the angle at which the entire teapot fell looked a little inconsistent......

The guards in front of him were wearing ordinary short-sized official uniforms. The sleeve on the right side is noticeably thicker by three points. His right hand was completely hidden in his sleeve, and it felt like there was something like a towel hidden inside.

The most critical thing is. The guard was looking at him, his eyes looking at him very calmly and even indifferently.

Chu Feng's gaze fell on Qu Zhenhai's face. Looking at each other, Qu Zhenhai quickly removed his gaze, lowered his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised a very subtle arc, and quickly put it away.

But all this fell in Chu Feng's eyes.

"You bastard! Can't you serve a cup of tea! ”

Another examiner also rushed over, raised his leg and kicked Qu Zhenhai.

Qu Zhenhai knelt down, as if he was extremely frightened, and kept clasping his head at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng didn't want to be angry, so he turned sideways to avoid it.

"Lord Yang, what do you think you should do...... Candidate Chu Feng's sketch...... There is only two teas left, and I am afraid that there is not enough time for painting. Moreover, if candidate Chu Feng was forced to finish painting in such a short time, it would not seem fair to him. ”

"Master Li, I understand what you mean, but if you give him too much time alone, it will not be fair to other candidates. Moreover, you must know that the autumn of the painting academy is not a child's play, and after all the paintings are taken away at the time, they are directly transported to the official house by the palace carriage. Do you want to delay for the sake of a candidate, so how should we explain it to the officials? The examiner at the head glanced at Chu Feng's right hand, and his brows furrowed, "Moreover, looking at the way he looks now, can he still paint?" ”

Chu Feng's right hand now looked a little miserable, the red burns and white blisters were mixed, and the blood flowed out after the skin was broken, although it was not much, but it was terrifying enough.

"Anyway, let's go to the hospital first and treat the wound." Lord Yang glanced at it, then quickly looked away, his brows furrowed, "Although the autumn festival of the painting academy is a major event once every four years, if your right hand is damaged as a painter, it is really a lifelong thing. According to what the old man saw, it was better to send Chu Feng to the hospital as soon as possible. ”

Lord Yang looked at Qu Zhenhai again, holding his hands without anger: "What's your name?" If you do such a bastard thing, you can't do such a thing, and you will have to let me see you in the art academy in the future! Who is your peak? delayed the candidate's future, this matter will not be so easy to end! ”

After all, this Lord Yang is an old man in the art academy, and the things he has done are indeed beautiful. On the one hand, he punished Qu Zhenhai and calmed Chu Feng's emotions. On the other hand, he asked Chu Feng to go to see Lang Zhong quickly, and whether he had the advice of another examiner, Chu Feng was not allowed to receive any special care, so it could be regarded as appeasing the others.

At the end of the day, it's not going to be easy. In order to extend the examination time for a single candidate, there has been no such precedent for the autumn of the art academy. Not to mention the art academy, I'm afraid that the township test, the government test, and the palace test in the whole world are counted, and there is no such special case to be found.

After all, today's imperial examination is different from the college entrance examination in later generations, although many things are very similar, but if you really talk about it, the imperial examination is much more serious than the college entrance examination.

When the adult surnamed Li heard this rejection, he glanced at Chu Feng with some reluctance, opened his mouth, and wanted to fight for him again: "However, this candidate has also suffered an unwarranted disaster, if an autumn festival ends inexplicably like this, he can only wait for another four years......"

"Four years have passed in a hurry, and I'm not hard-hearted, but Qiu Yu is not a child after all, and it is impossible for us little people to discuss at will and decide a lot of things." Lord Yang straightened his face, said a few words seriously, sighed slightly, stepped forward and patted Chu Feng's shoulder, "Chu Feng, fortunately, you are still young, even if you come back in four years, you will only be in your early twenties, and your youth is still there." Did you hurt anything other than your hand? Can I just ask someone to take you to the hospital? ”

"Thank you two for your concern." Chu Feng smiled slightly, bowed and bowed lightly, "It's just a small injury, I don't need to go to the hospital." ”

"Chu Feng, this official has already said that we, people with small status, have no right to prolong the time you spend alone in autumn. I know you may think this is unfair now, but this is not child's play, do you want the whole autumn rules to give you a concession! Lord Yang's brows furrowed deeply, and his voice became more serious and deeper.

"Lord Yang, you misunderstood." Chu Feng smiled lightly, reached out and tore off a piece of the placket of his clothes, like a bandage, layer by layer on his right hand, "I don't need you to go against the principles of Qiu Yu below, but there is no need to go to the hospital now." However, there is indeed a reluctant request below, and I hope that the two adults will agree. ”

"Say it." Lord Li next to him hurriedly said.

The bandage occasionally rubbed against the blisters on the back of his hand, which couldn't help but make Chu Feng frown slightly, but his tone was still light and soothing, without any urgency or pleading: "Can the two adults allow me to change the table and paint again?" ”

Both of them were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and Qu Zhenhai, who was kneeling there pretending to be stupid, couldn't help but raise his head and glanced at Chu Feng.

"There's only two teas left, you...... Moreover, the wounds on your hands ......" Lord Yang frowned.

"It's just a minor injury, it's not in the way." Chu Feng smiled slightly, "Anyway, this is already the last resort." Rather than give up and wait for four years, it is better to fight now, and even if you can't succeed, at least you won't regret it in the future. Two adults, I wonder if you can agree? ”

Lord Yang thought about it for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with Chu Feng's proposal, so he nodded. He instructed another guard at the door, "Go and get some spare paper and pen and ink...... Chu Feng, you can paint on the empty table in the back, just keep in mind that if you haven't finished it when the time comes, there is nothing the official can do. ”

"Thank you, sir!" Chu Feng slammed the two examiners to the ground, picked up the inkstone and ink strips that were still usable on his desk, and walked towards the empty table in the back.

Refill the water and grind the ink. The rustling of ink was distinctly audible in the silent room, and many pairs of eyes fell on him at this time, and everyone wondered what Chu Feng, a figure who had made a name for himself in the city of Tokyo, could do something remarkable in the remaining short time. (To be continued.) )