In the morning, there was a Danqing class, and Mu Sheng spent nearly half an hour talking about how to make his works have aura.

This year's students, there are several Danqing levels have worked hard, because they have only thought about how to pursue perfection, and it is inevitable that there will be more taste of craftsmen and less the most important aura.

A painting has no aura, only beauty, and it is not a masterpiece.

If a painter's painting has no aura, no matter how beautiful and beautiful the painting is, he can only be regarded as a painter and a craftsman.

You can't be a master.

The morning passed quickly, and everyone dried their own ink and handed it over to the lecturer's table.

Mu Sheng glanced at the students below, and said with a smile: "When you go out to sketch in the next class, remember to get the wooden board for painting in advance." ”

He nodded, glanced at Su Ran, and then said, "Let's get out of class!" ”

Zong Ning stretched out his hand and poked Su Ran's back, "Huaxia, do you want to eat in the cafeteria?" ”

"Go ahead!" Su Ran didn't recycle the things on the tabletop, washed some used things such as brushes and paint dishes, and then poured the used water into the wooden barrel in the corner of the wall.

Zong Ning nodded, packed up his things and followed Yang Siyan and the others out.

After a while, only Su Ran and the two students on duty were left in the classroom.

When Su Ran walked out of the door, Mu Sheng hadn't left yet, holding a stack of danqing paintings in his hand, and he was waiting for her at the door on purpose.

"The day after tomorrow is your first class, prepare well and don't be nervous."

Su Ran glanced at him, then at him, and then at him, Mu Sheng, who was looking straight at him, was stunned, and he looked down at his dress.

"What's wrong?" He asked, there was nothing wrong with his clothes, and subconsciously touched his face.

Su Ran really wanted to ask: Are you nervous or am I nervous?

She knew that not all the gentlemen in the academy agreed with Mu Sheng's decision, and not all the gentlemen agreed with her as Mr. Painting.

Especially the kind of individual Confucian scholars who are very disciplined, more pedantic, and do not eat the ancient.

"No, I'm not nervous."

She really wasn't nervous, and there was nothing to be nervous about.

Mr. Part-time!

Su Ran smiled at him, "Sir, relax, I won't let people see jokes," arched his hand, "I'll go first." ”

Mu Sheng was slightly stunned, looked at the young man's calm steps, and shook his head funny.

Until there is no party calm.

……

Seifu-in.

Su Ran saw He Jingfeng standing at the door from a distance, looking forward to it, next to him stood a boy a little older than him, and behind him stood Banxia and Eighteen.

"Uncle~"

Su Ran's eyebrows softened, a smile appeared, and his steps sped up.

"Why are you waiting here?" She looked at He Jingfeng, and then at the boy next to her, whom she had seen at Zhao's house last night.

Banxia took the small painting box in her hand with great discernment.

He Jingfeng smiled and said, "Banxia said, Uncle is about to end class," he pointed to the boy next to him and introduced, "Uncle, this is Brother Ting." ”

Zhao Ting's face was slightly red, this was the grandson admitted by his great-grandfather, although he felt a little awkward in his heart, he was still not rude, bowed his hand, and said calmly: "Junior Zhao Ting, I have seen Uncle Huaxia." ”

Su Ran was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "No need to be polite," reached into the small satchel, and pulled it out, but in his mind he was thinking that he had something that could be used as a meeting gift.

searched in her mind, but she didn't find a suitable gift, and finally, she "pulled" a few fruits out of her small satchel and handed them to Zhao Ting.

The fruit is a small fruit that Hai Dongqing likes to eat.

"There's nothing on you to use as a gift, don't dislike it!" Su Ran smiled and pulled the villain into the courtyard.

Zhao Ting looked at the red fruit in his hand, blinked in confusion, and turned his head sideways to look at the two people who were walking in the direction.

"Third young master, this fruit is delicious!" Banxia said a word, what he didn't say was that even their husband had never seen it, and he didn't know what kind of fruit it was.

Zhao Ting glanced at him, put the fruit in the purse around his waist, and walked towards it with his feet raised.

Inside the house, Su Ran listened to He Jingfeng talk about what he had done all morning and where he had gone.

"Uncle, let me tell you! Brother Ting's homework is very good! He can also play the piano, chess, and poetry......"

The nine-year-old boy standing under the eaves blushed slightly as he listened to the praise of his cousin inside. He pursed his lips and glanced at the door, not knowing for a moment whether to go in or leave.

"What are you doing here?"

The sudden voice made Zhao Ting turn his head, he bowed his head, arched his hand, and said respectfully: "Uncle, grandfather, grandson is trying to go in and call Uncle Huaxia and younger brother for lunch." ”

"Sir, old man," Su Ran had already walked out and bowed.

In ancient times, this was not good, seeing classmates and courtesy, and seeing Mr. doing junior salutes. At the end of the day, he bowed his hands no less than twenty times.

"Great-grandfather, second great-grandfather," He Jingfeng also called.

The corners of Zhao Jinhong's mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to say in his heart, remove the word two, or replace the two with uncle, and call him uncle's great-grandfather.

Zhao Lianhong said happily: "Well, I'm hungry!" Let's go to dinner. ”

……

After lunch, Su Ran stayed in Qingfeng Courtyard until almost before class.

In the afternoon, Ning Guanglu and Zhuang Qihua's class, Ning Guanglu and Mei Junshan both teach literature, and in addition to teaching the freshmen of the Art Academy, they also teach the freshmen of a class of the Academy of Letters.

Here at the Art Academy, the two of them only have three classes in six days.

In the first class, Ning Guanglu talked about the content of the six poems of the sheng for most of the time, allusions, and then asked everyone to compose poems.

Writing poetry is Su Ran's shortcoming, otherwise it would not make the villain envious of Zhao Ting's child.

Su Ran was speechless, telling them the content of the six poems of Sheng, but asking them to write about yesterday's Mid-Autumn Festival.

She thought for a moment, then picked up her pen and began to write.

"The moon shines in the east and shines on the world,

Chang'e sang into the pear orchard.

The full moon is full of people, Mid-Autumn Festival,

Thousands of miles and thousands of miles together. ”

"Not bad, not bad," Ning Guanglu touched his beard and looked at Su Ran with a look of relief, "Your level of poetry has improved a lot. ”

Su Ran put down the pen, got up and saluted, "Mr. Xie praised, it was Mr. who taught well." ”

When the students in the classroom heard the poem read by Mr., some of them were like Yang Siqin, and they muttered along with them, and they couldn't help but glance at the young man in front of them.

This poem is a masterpiece.

Ning Guanglu twisted his beard and smiled with a relieved face, raised his feet and walked to Zong Ning's side, nodded, and walked back again.

Zong Ning looked back, reached out and poked Su Ran's back, "Huaxia, I'll take a look." ”

Su Ran blew the handwriting that hadn't dried yet, turned around and handed it to him.

"Huaxia, be honest, where did you go yesterday?" Zong Ning felt that this should be written about their scenery and mood last night.

He knows that the level of poetry in Huaxia is only in the middle and upper levels, and this must be inspired to have such a good work.

For example, when inspiration comes, he can write good poems.

"Didn't go anywhere! During the day, they went to buy some ingredients, and at night they had dinner at my place. ”

After Su Ran finished speaking, he turned his head and began to clean up the table and wipe the ink on the table.

Not long after, after the first class was over, after Ning Guanglu collected everyone's poems and went out, Su Ran was surrounded by Yang Siyan and asked.

They all had similar thoughts to Zong Ning.

Su Ran rolled his eyes at a few people, and said angrily: "Between people, can there be a little trust?" It's really in Fufeng Xiaozhu, Mr. Qin can prove it, if not, you can ask him. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhuang Qihua came in, she raised her chin, and wanted to say, Mr. Zhuang also knows, if you don't believe it, you can ask.

However, before she could speak, several people had already returned to their seats.

Yang Siyan and the others naturally believed it, but they went to Fufeng Xiaozhu yesterday, but the door was locked, leaving them to play with another group of people.

They were jealous.

Of course, they won't admit that they are jealous.

Zhuang Qihua glanced at the students sitting down below, and said concisely: "Today's class is in the auditorium. ”

After speaking, he nodded slightly, turned around and walked out.

At this time, there is still a small half cup of tea time before class, that is, about five minutes.

"Huaxia, let's go release the water together!"

The corners of Su Ran's mouth twitched slightly, and if he could shout so loudly to release water, there was only Yang Siyan in the classroom.

She coughed lightly and didn't lift her head, "No, you guys go!" ”

Yang Siyan snorted lightly and muttered to Yang Siqin beside him, "Brother, have you noticed that Huaxia doesn't need to go to the palace toilet?" ”

"What hobby do you have," Yang Siqin slapped him, "Let's go." ”

"It's not...... Wait for me. ”

As soon as Su Ran and the others left, they got up and walked out of the door, and walked towards the gentlemen's exclusive palace toilet with extremely fast steps.

Unlike the student toilet toilet, the gentleman's exclusive toilet is a separate cubicle, which is similar to the modern women's toilet and is relatively clean.

Su Ran walked in the corner of the wall along the way, subconsciously looked around, not far from the palace toilet, and saw that all the palace toilet doors were open, she raised her feet and ran.

rushed into a palace toilet, got on a trumpet and came out, and solved another "life event" without any danger.

Every time I go to the palace toilet, because of my weak heart, I am a little sneaky, and I feel a thrilling feeling in my heart.

Su Ran washed her hands, walked in the direction of the ritual room, and walked to the corner ten meters away from the palace toilet, and her steps stopped.

“……”

looked at the front of him with his hands around his chest, his hands on his arms, and his hands touching his chin, revealing Yang Siyan, Yang Siqin, Zong Ning, Yun Jun and other seven people.

"What did I say, I found out several times that he was not there when we came back with water, tsk, he was sneaking around in the palace toilet."

After Yang Siyan finished speaking, he smiled at the person opposite, "What are you shy, you are still young, and it is normal to be younger than us." ”

Su Ran glanced at him suspiciously, instinctively feeling that this was not a good word.

Seeing Su Ran's somewhat uncertain expression, Yang Siqin chuckled and thought: It's still young.

He said: "Huaxia, I thought our relationship was good enough to go to the palace toilet together. ”

Zong Ning nodded on the side, Huaxia was the first friend he made in the academy, and he had always regarded Huaxia as a friend.

It's normal for good friends to go to the palace toilet together, and it's not normal if you don't go.

Su Ran: "......" no, she can't even think about that picture, and she can't imagine it.

I think that when she was in junior high and high school, she also went to the bathroom hand in hand with her classmates. However, isn't this kind of thing only done by girls?

"Ahem, that, it's class time......" Su Ran didn't finish speaking, raised his feet and ran away from a few people, as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

"I went, and I ran away."

Yang Siyan laughed evilly, "Tomorrow at noon, we must take him to the palace toilet once." ”

Etiquette lessons.

The flute and tambourine in the hall for an hour never stopped.

Throughout the class, in addition to playing the flute and dancing, Su Ran also had to accept the bright smile from Yang Siyan from time to time.

I really want to beat him up, really, this thing must have something in mind.

The time of a class passed like this, and as soon as Zhuang Qihua left, Su followed with his feet, and the speed was extremely fast, and Zong Ning and the others did not react.

After having dinner in Qingfeng Courtyard, Su Ran took He Jingfeng back to Fufeng Xiaozhu.

"Brother Huaxia."

"Uncle, a sister called you."

Su Ran held a piece of firewood in his hand, poked his head out of the kitchen, and saw the little girl at the gate of the courtyard staring at He Jingfeng with his fingers.

She smiled, "It's a little girl!" She said to He Jingfeng: "Xiao Nannan is the daughter of Mr. Zhou next door, and Mr. Zhou is Brother Mingli's teacher, you take care of it." ”

He Jingfeng nodded, glanced at his sister, who was much shorter than him, as if thinking of something, and said, "Little sister, you wait for me." ”

After a while, he came out of the house, holding a fruit bowl with small fruits and snacks on it.

Su Ran in the kitchen was lighting a fire, and after a while, he heard laughter in the yard.

"Thank you, brother," Xiao Nannan's voice was crisp and immature.

"Xiao Nannan, no thanks, eat more."

Su Ran grinned and looked outside, Xiao Nannan, Xiao Nannan.

"Uncle, it's Lan Tianye!"

"Huh?" Su Ran walked out of the kitchen, raised his eyes and saw the blue sky standing on the wall, and when he saw Su Ran, he purred a few times.

In the next second, he fell on the table, stretched out a foot towards Su Ran, tilted his head, and "Gollum." ”

As if to say, "Now, take it!"

"Babble~" Xiao Nan didn't say anything excited.

Su Ran took off the letterhead and said to He Jingfeng: "Lan Tian likes to eat that fruit, put some on the table, and let it eat by itself." ”

"Well," He Jingfeng's eyes lit up, "Lan Tian, I haven't seen you for a long time!" ”

After reading the contents of the letter, Su Ran sat down at the desk, lengthened the wick of the oil lamp on the side, and then polished the reply.

Before, Lan Tian and Bai Xue sent a letter once a day, but suddenly they didn't come for three days, and she thought something was wrong.

This will know that Xiao Molan has arrived in the northwest at noon, and the food has been delivered safely.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

The letter also briefly mentioned that they picked a bandit on the top of a mountain on the road, and two Hai Dongqing led the way to find it.

After writing the letter and drying the ink, Su Ran took a cup, filled it with spiritual spring water and walked out.

In the yard, He Jingfeng fed Lan Tian to eat fruits, and the little girl clapped her hands excitedly next to her, making a small gurgling sound in her mouth.

"Uncle, Lan Tian really likes to eat this fruit!"

Su Ran glanced at the few fruits left on the plate, and said with a smile: "It's too full, and it won't be able to fly later." ”