The students in the classroom were even more dumbfounded: "What book?" I haven't heard of it. ”

Jing Zhichen pondered for a moment, and said loudly: "The ancient seal script is aristocratic calligraphy, and there are almost only the relics of the predecessors that have been handed down, and it is difficult to find a successor in contemporary times, but this font I have seen in the Imperial Museum, it is very classical and elegant, and it can be said that it is a master of Chinese culture and a master of Chinese painting." ”

Ao Xinghao said proudly in the back row: "That's right, calligraphy and painting are not separated, the ancient seal script is both a word and a painting, or the tutor you say that calligraphy is also okay." Besides, the turtle is also a king, and it meets the exam requirements 100%. ”

Chu Junmo put it simply: "This Wang Ba is well written!" I think it's worth a full score! ”

Only Bai Chi scratched his head and felt that something was a little strange, and muttered in a low voice: "How do I remember that my sister-in-law also knows what kind of book this ancient thing is?" Did Xiao Tingxin learn from his sister-in-law? ”

With a strong solidarity, everyone was convinced, and no one raised any objections.

The tutor directly announced: "Lan Tilting Student, 100 points." ”

Another result tied with Jing Zhichen!

The head of the dormitory with a baked cake face just wanted to cheer, "You two are so compatible", but suddenly remembered Qin Xin's warning yesterday, quickly closed his mouth, and silently recited in his heart, Young Master Jing is a good match for classmate Lan, if he can become the daughter-in-law of the time mage, he can go wherever he wants in the future without hindrance, how happy.

"Next." The mentor urges.

Ao Xinghao, who was watching the excitement, reacted and hurried to the stage.

, but the master is not ready.

Ao Xinghao: "Tutor, that, as you said, we enrolled relatively late, so this time the grades can be accommodating, right?" ”

Mentor: "Uh-huh. ”

Ao Xinghao: "Then as long as the pencil moves, you don't need to draw a turtle to give me 60 points, as long as 60 points, I'm not greedy." ”

Mentor: "Uh-huh. ”

Ao Xinghao pretended to gesture and chanted a spell.

The chalk does not move at all.

Just when the tutor was already impatient and wanted to bow his head and write down the grades.

Ao Xinghao suddenly shouted excitedly: "Moved, my chalk moved!" ”

Sure enough, the chalk in front of him jumped to the blackboard with a "whoosh", leaving a white dot, and immediately jumped back.

This time difference happened to be the moment when the mentor just bowed his head.

The instructor only had time to see the pencil fly back and the dot left on the blackboard.

Ao Xinghao had capital, and his speech became hard: "Mentor, what I painted is turtle eyes." Anyway, I'm also a painting, you can't just give 60, right? I'm not reluctant to give me 100 points, how about giving me 80 points at a 20% discount? ”

Mentor: "......"

Just said that calligraphy is painting, but now a broken point can be said to be a turtle eye?

Also, whoever said that 60 points is good, and never be greedy???

In the end, the tutor gave Ao Xinghao's score a score of 69.

Thinking that a point is worth 9 points is not bad, Ao Xinghao hooked his lips and returned to his position.

Next, Si Mo Yu exam.

A line was drawn on the board.

He did the same: "This is the turtle's tail." ”

Mentor: "......"

Okay, 69 points second.

It's the turn of the white pool.

The chalk was so fast that it folded back as soon as it touched the blackboard, and nothing was drawn on the blackboard, leaving only a small piece of faint chalk foam.

Bai Chi was confident: "I also drew a turtle, mentor, you have to be fair, give me 69 points." ”

The mentor blew his beard angrily: "Where do you see it's a turtle?" ”

Bai Chi was serious: "The turtle I drew is a fart." ”

(End of chapter)