The first painting shocked everyone present. Even if he is as confident in himself as Mu Yue, he can only bow his head angrily at this moment, admitting that his work is not as good as Mu Yue.

But even if it can't be compared to Mu Kite, it should be two B, not three C!

Such thoughts come to the minds of many people. Therefore, everyone paid more attention to what kind of style the last painting that was appreciated by the sacrificial wine and could compete with Mu Kite.

So, under the expectant gaze of everyone, Qiao Xuan was silent for a long time, and finally said in a low voice:

"The second painting, the painter, Qiao Le!"

Wow!

Jo Le, which Jo Le?

Everyone's brains were buzzing, and Qiao Le over there even dropped the pastries in his hands on his skirt. Which Jole? Could it be that there are people in their group who have the same name and surname as her?

Yes, everyone was shocked, and Qiao Le was stunned.

Even Agarwood and the others, who were still counting behind her, thinking about how to comfort the county lord for a while, so that she would not be sad because she was at the bottom of the list, her jaw was about to fall to the ground.

Jole? And which Jole is there?

As we all know, there is a peerless plague god in the entire capital, a top broom star, the lord of Yongle, and Qiao Le.

Qiao Le was still stunned, but she saw her brother look at her with appreciation, as if telling her with his eyes, don't look at it, it's you, your name is Qiao Le!

Qiao Le: "......"

Because she not only saw her brother's approval, but also saw the chief priest on the other side, who was smiling and waving to her. waved and made a cheering gesture for her.

At this moment, Qiao Leren was stupid.

This old boy won't see that he is better than him in hugging his thighs, so he deliberately kills the county lord, right?

Yes, at this moment, everyone finally understood why Xuan Shizi, who was the chief examiner, said that for personal reasons and the fairness of the verification, he would not participate in the inspection.

It turned out that the Second Highness and the Sacrifice Wine each chose a painting, which was a one-to-one situation, but fortunately there was a painting that came from the hands of his own sister.

If he votes for his own sister, there will definitely be humanity for him to bend the law for personal gain.

And if he votes for Mu Kite, he will be complained by his sister again, and even said that he is deliberately humble.

So after weighing the pros and cons, not participating is the best choice.

Long Qi: "Master, the little county lord is so powerful!" What do you think she's going to draw on? ”

Long Qi's cold face was full of curiosity.

Jun Yan: "I don't know. ”

Shaking his head, Jun Yan also got up and leaned lazily on the railing. Because he also wanted to see what the unlucky girl had drawn to compete with Mu Kite.

is full of his people, and he will take care of Qiao Le.

But as a famous Confucian, although there will be a trace of favoritism, there is absolutely justice hidden in the bottom of his heart.

So he has reason to believe that Qiao Le's results are real.

So under the anticipation, the second picture scroll was finally slowly unfolded by the two superintendents and presented in front of everyone present.

And this is a completely different feeling from the previous painting.

The sun is setting, and dusk is approaching.