Yun Ji didn't care about the ridicule around him, and turned around to put the painting in front of Mr. Pastac.

I saw a picture of a woman on the paper, and from the outline, it can be seen that the woman is smiling, fiddling with a fishing rod, and in the distance there are two children holding a carp in their hands.

With only lines outlined and no color matching, this painting can only be regarded as the level of illustration in the enlightenment book.

But if you look closely, you can see the artistic conception in the painting.

Although the level of Yunji's painting is not as good as that of a master, he also has his own understanding of painting.

In addition to a poem, there is a line of explanation underneath the painting: "The mother fishes the koi fish and rejoices".

Looking at the clouds and poems, it is the joy of mother and son that is expressed.

I looked at the painting carefully, and it was even more lifelike.

The meaning of the poem and the meaning of the painting are so intertwined that they cannot be regarded as inferior works.

After a few teachers whispered, they gave Yun Ji a good evaluation. After all, this painting is not good, it is not the mainstream, and it is just a wild road to pass.

"This poem and painting stay, you go down." Mr. Lecturer to the clouds and the Tao.

Master Yu was puzzled, the day before yesterday morning Yun Ji also told him that his painting was his mother's fishing picture, and discussed the color matching and composition with him, how did it become such a rotten thing today?

There must be a reason for this.

And ask again in private.

"Teacher, I'm not convinced, why can Jiang Yunji's paintings pass the test? Where is he doing? Is the gentleman partial to him? ”

A student stood up and asked.

The faces of those present were all condensed, and there were really people who dared to stand up and question Mr.'s judgment.

"We didn't say it was good, we just barely got through." The lecturer raised his eyes and stared at the student, and explained without anger.

His eyes were full of reassurance, hoping that more of this scholar would be better than less, and he wouldn't pick a bone in the egg.

"But Jiang Yunji is a visible talent among the students of the academy, why did he come up with such a painting today, is it all an illusion that is revealed on weekdays? If you don't give an explanation, won't it be difficult to convince the public?" The scholar still didn't give up.

Before Yun Ji could speak, Guan Shangxuan stood up and said, "Of course it's not an illusion, it's just that someone ......."

"Brother Xuan!" Yun Ji shouted and stopped him.

Guan Shangxuan looked at Yun Ji, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"Why, is there something unsightly that can't be said?" Xie Fangheng said painlessly.

Lu Yuzhuo almost rushed in, but the moment he saw Yun Ji, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them.

They must have known about it, but they still defended me......

At that moment, Lu Yuzhuo couldn't wait to break Xie Fangheng's body into pieces.

The big mistake has been made, and even if there are thousands of sharp mouths, it is not clear.

"I'm just not good at drawing." Yun Ji shook his shoulders and said indifferently: "Brother Xuan and I have never learned to paint, it is not easy to be able to draw outlines, after all, genius is not omnipotent, I am talented in your mouth, it doesn't mean that my painting skills can be innate, right?" Did you say, Senior Brother Xie?"

Yun Ji thought about it carefully, he and Guan Shangxuan really didn't show their painting skills in the academy, so they could get past it. As long as he does not admit it, who dares to add sin.

Guan Shangxuan understood the meaning of Yun Ji, took the bamboo tube and walked up, and opened his drawing paper. The above is drawn in the same way as Yun He, but it is slightly clumsy in technique, so that people can see that it is not from the same person.

"It's true that we haven't studied painting, and aren't there people like us before? It's just that the techniques we use are different. ”

Guan Shangxuan said and put the drawing paper in front of the teacher, waiting for the evaluation of the top three.

An Moxi looked at it and said: "This poem and painting all arise at will, no matter what kind of painting is made, what kind of poem is expressed, it should not be determined, so what angle do you oppose?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the mouths of the scholars below were sealed. The preacher motioned for the two to go back and discuss again in private.

This was followed by presentations from other students.

All the way to the end.

"One hundred and ninety-ninth place, Lu Yuzhuo."

In the end, he still can't escape, he has to step forward, face the eyes of everyone, the unaware is the majority, and it hurts his heart.

Behind his back, it is the despicable who persecuted him.

"It's a student's drawing." Lu Yuzhuo half-lowered his head, took out the drawing paper from the bamboo tube, and showed it to everyone.

There was silence below.

What's going on?

Lu Yingzhuo looked at the drawing paper, and there was nothing on it.

He was already nervous in his heart and now his back was cold, he stared at Xie Fangheng with wide eyes, only to see Xie Fangheng with a smile on his face, watching him make a fool of himself under the eyes of everyone.

What a vicious plan.

Let him eat coptis dumbly, he can't say anything about his suffering, it is really a good plan to kill two birds with one stone.

"Enjoy." Xie Fangheng smiled and gave Lu Yuzhuo a lip shape.

There was an undercurrent in Fu Guangde's eyes.

"Senior Brother Lu is in trouble, help him out of the siege." Yun Ji said to Guan Shangxuan in a low voice while standing up.

Guan Shangxuan grabbed Yun Ji's wrist and said, "If he stole our ......"

"Then he must have a hard time." Yun He pulled up Guan Shangxuan and ran out of the door, leaving Huang Zhuyu and the others looking at each other.

"Why help him?" Guan Shangxuan broke free from Yun and his subordinates, and asked very unhappily.

Yun Ji raised his eyes and looked at Shangguan Shangxuan's face, "Before the matter is revealed, everyone is innocent." Yun Ji took out the paper and pen in his arms and spread them out on the stone table in the four-corner pavilion.

He saw Guan Shangxuan standing indifferently, and said loudly: "Hurry up and grind the ink!" ”

“…… You!"

Guan Shangxuan reluctantly scooped up the water from the small pool on the side, found a broken tile to make an inkstone, and wet and grinded the small pieces of ink wrapped in his arms.

This is what they brought with them just in case.

It's too late, so you can only draw casually. So Yun Ji drew a mountain, and a tree grew on the mountain. Then two strokes outline the river. Then he drew a small boat on the surface of the river, and dotted it on the boat, and it became the shape of a man.

wrote a good poem at the fastest speed in his life, signed with Lu Yuzhuo's name.

"Fan it quickly, dry it earlier and take it in."

The two were busy outside, but there was a lot of condemnation inside.

"Teacher, last time Jiang Yun and Guan Shangxuan still had something to come up with, this Lu Yuzhuo handed over a blank piece of paper, I'm afraid this can't be spared!"

"Yes, yes, this is a blatant violation of the rules of the academy, and it must be severely punished according to the rules of the academy."

Lu Yuzhuo watched his classmates coax him one after another, and he couldn't wait to expel him from the hospital immediately, and the fire in his heart was extinguished little by little.

What did he do wrong to make them hate so much?

"Quiet!" An Moxi rubbed his ears, such an obvious target, when they were blind?

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