Guo Wenping's whole body froze.

A basin of cold water was poured on his head, and his body and mind were cold.

What do you mean? Tell him what? Who won?

Everyone's attention was on Guo Wenping, waiting for him to speak, but the cold sweat on Guo Wenping's forehead rolled down.

Wang Tian frowned and shook his head: "Hey, my brother Guo has this problem, he can't speak when there are many people, he is really sad to say, he is not a small problem, how can he be afraid of the crowd at a critical moment?" How to take the academy entrance examination, how to take the imperial examination, and the palace examination after the imperial examination, Brother Guo, you can't be so nervous in front of Your Majesty. ”

Song Ran was silent for a moment, turned around and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, respectfully held it in front of Guo Wenping, and said solemnly: "Please give it to the next painting." ”

Guo Wenping didn't reach out to pick it up for a while.

Song Ran's eyebrows showed a little loss, and he silently withdrew his hand, his expression gloomy.

Rong Gongzi's heart softened suddenly, frowning and muttering: "The shelf is quite big, and Mr. won't give him a painting, is it only the prince and princess who deserve his painting?" ”

Even Qiu Ying frowned and coughed lightly.

Don't look at him and Song Ran as old enemies, they usually make a lot of small fights, but they can't be so ungraceful.

Guo Wenping didn't seem to understand Qiu Ying's hints.

Qiu Ying shook his head secretly, this kid is really wooden, not a clever one.

Leave it to him.

Although Qiu Ying also likes it, after all, he is not as obsessed as Song Ran, he knows the degree of obsession of that guy, if he can't get it, I'm afraid he won't be able to remember it for ten years and eight years.

Yang Yuying thought for a while, and took out a picture book from her wide sleeve, which she cut and bound by herself, only a little bigger than a palm.

Holding the picture book, she stepped forward and said with a smile: "The marshal has the mandate of heaven, and the three thousand guards are like arms and fingers, how can he be defeated?" ”

The album was handed to Song Ran, and as soon as Song Ran opened it, he was fascinated, and his face was getting closer and closer in a daze.

Qiu Ying was stunned, and also leaned over to take a look, and exclaimed: "Who is the little girl, why is Wen Ping's sketch here?" ”

Guo Wenping gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Yuying, his expression gradually dyed with a little fear.

He never imagined that he would see Xia Xiaoxue here.

In an instant, a terrifying thought jumped out of Guo Wenping's heart, and he hurriedly looked at Yang Yuying with a pleading gaze.

Yang Yuying shrugged.

She is not Xia Xiaoxue, and she has no friendship with this person.

If she were Xia Xiaoxue, she just wanted to say a word to the guy, please ask for more blessings.

Yang Yuying laughed lightly: "Mr. Song, if you like my paintings, you have to practice every day anyway, you provide pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and my practice work will be left to you, just don't pass it on, after all, it is not a complete painting." ”

Qiu Ying reacted and said in surprise: "That painting is yours?" Did you draw it? ”

He turned his head to look at Guo Wenping, very incredible, "Am I wrong?" ”

Although these sketches drawn by Guo Wenping are simple and not serious works, people like them can see at a glance that the sketches and the paintings bought in the shop at that time were made by one person.

He is not blind, how can he be wrong?

"There are two different people in the world who can paint the same picture?"

Guo Wenping's face turned blue, but he lowered his head, and everyone couldn't see it.

Wang Tian suddenly sneered: "Xia Niangzi and Brother Guo have been husband and wife for three years, but I didn't expect to abandon their home now, and still take Brother Guo's things to invite pets in front of the teacher, you are a good skill, so thick-skinned." ”

Guo Wenping's heart jumped, he instinctively raised his head, and lowered his voice: "Don't say it!" His eyes fell on Yang Yuying, and the meaning of prayer was even stronger.

Wang Tian obviously didn't know how frightened his brother was, so he only frowned and snorted coldly: "You are here for her, see if she thinks about your benefits." ”

Yang Yuying smiled.

She didn't bother to bother with such a white-eyed middle two young man, sooner or later, this kid would have to pit himself.

Qiu Ying looked at Guo Wenping thoughtfully, and then turned his head to look at Yang Yuying.

Song Ran already looked ugly, frowned, staring at Guo Wenping, he has always been square, he has very high requirements for young students, and he looks down on the most flies.

Although there is no evidence at this time, Song Ran understands Yang Yuying.

Wang Tianyi pushed Guo Wenping: "Didn't you just practice painting last night, and take it out for Mr. Song to admire, and save some people from being so shameless and showing off other people's paintings." ”

Guo Wenping opened his mouth, and his brain was spinning rapidly.

Wang Tian was already impatient, reached out and pulled it in his sleeve, pulling out a stack of drawing paper.

Guo Wenping panicked and instinctively took it back, Yang Yuying blinked, and her fingers moved slightly.

The messy mess of drawing paper was instantly scattered and flew onto the table in front of Mr. Song and Qiu Ying.

Wang Tian also followed the sight of Mr. Song and the others, looked at it, and suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, stunned in his heart - Brother Guo's painting doesn't seem to be very good.

Could it be that there is something wrong with his level of appreciation?

Song Ran frowned, and said angrily: "What is this painting!" ”

Qiu Ying also shook his head.

Guo Wenping's face turned red after brushing it.

In fact, it's not how bad he paints, it's just an ordinary painting skill, and you can still see that the person who paints is quite serious.

It's just too serious, the lines should be straight and carefully drawn very straight, and the traces of imitation on it are so thick that it's hard to think that you don't see it.

It was Wang Tian, who saw Guo Wenping with an 800-meter filter, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

The paintings that Mr. Qiu attaches great importance to are very ordinary, yellow, rough, thin, and torn when torn, and the paintings on them are also simple, and there are even traces of random smearing.

The ones he took out of Brother Guo's sleeve looked much more formal.

The fine paper, with dark lines and fragrance, the paintings are also serious, and the lines seem to be as straight as if compared to a ruler, but when the two are compared, they are very different.

An elegant, chic and sensible one.

A stiff, stupid, and boring one.

It is far-fetched to say that it was made by the same person.

The worst imitators are afraid that they will not be so bad.

Wang Tian opened his mouth and looked at Guo Wenping, he obviously saw Brother Guo lighting the lamp and painting last night, he didn't want to disturb, so he didn't step forward.

"Brother Guo?"

Qiu Ying frowned, his expression cold.

Guo Wenping didn't dare to raise his head at all, his heart was like something biting, the pain was terrible, but he was still lucky, muttering to himself: "I don't know where my wrist touches, it's very uncomfortable." ”

Wang Tian: "......"

Not to mention experienced old gentlemen like Qiu Ying and Song Ran, even Wang Tian himself could see that Guo Wenping was weak and short of breath.

What is going on, everyone knows at a glance.

What kind of person is Qiu Ying? As soon as I thought about it, I understood that this must be Guo Wenping's brain was hot at the time, and he didn't expect the consequences, so he deliberately climbed up.

He just smiled bitterly: "There are all kinds of beings in the world, and there are all kinds of people, which is not unusual." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Yang Yuying and smiled: "I finally got a face in front of you Mr. Song, and I lost it again, I am unwilling, I am really unwilling." ”

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