Wang Zicheng felt that he was being pulled by Ah Quan a little awkwardly, so he hurriedly struggled and said, "Teacher Su, let me go!" ”

Ah Quan came back to his senses at this time, let go of his hand embarrassedly and said, "Okay, hurry up, everyone is waiting!" ”

He was also anxious why Wang Zicheng hadn't arrived in the ring yet, so he looked around, and when he saw him talking to Su Min and them, he couldn't get angry.

"Hmm!"

Su Min followed behind them, and she saw that she couldn't catch up, so she had to give up the struggle and walk slowly.

But suddenly, a familiar hand took her right hand and ran slowly.

After Wang Zicheng was released by Ah Quan, he went to look for the familiar figure, but saw that she was a little discouraged not far away, so he fell back.

Naturally, he couldn't let go of Su Min, and this challenge was originally because of her. But he was worried that Ah Quan would scold them, so he ran away.

Su Min was surprised and happy in her heart, she thought that Wang Zicheng would abandon her because she was in a hurry, but she didn't expect the young man to chase her back.

So the two of them had no one else in their hearts, and ran forward with a smile.

Ah Quan and Xie Junfeng looked at them like fools, and shook their heads helplessly.

As the saying goes: the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear!

When they arrive at their destination, they discover that their opponent is really the evil boy they almost bumped into in the morning.

Yuan Tianye tied his hair with a silver crown at this time, and he retired from the black coat he wore on his body in the morning, only wearing the light gray straight coat, and the whole person looked extremely handsome.

It's just that the young man saw Su Min and Wang Zicheng appear hand in hand, but the expression on his face was very calm, as if Su Min had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that he was so calm and relaxed, the prince couldn't help frowning slightly, thinking about what the young man was thinking about in his heart.

Soon he settled down, took a deep breath, and slowly stepped onto the stage. His dashing posture and handsome face attracted the cries of the onlookers.

Su Min was happy in her heart, with a smug smile on the corner of her lips.

She is not worried about her boyfriend being favored by others at all, because she knows that he only likes her, so she is very confident.

At this time, seeing those girls being obsessed with him, there was a sense of pride flowing through his heart. Because this shows that the prince is good enough, rounding it shows that she is discerning enough!

Seeing that both of them were on stage, Ah Quan cleared his throat and said: "The rules of this ring competition are based on the theme of this Qingsha River, accompanied by poems, and it must be completed within an hour. Ten points will be added to the winner's regional selection tournament, and some will lose, so the loser will be deducted ten points! ”

Speaking of this, Ah Quan paused, stretched out his right hand like a referee and said, "Do you two still have any doubts?" ”

Both teenagers smiled and shook their heads in understanding.

Before the competition, Wang Zicheng habitually did his homework, and naturally understood the rules of the ring match.

Although the rules of different competitions are different, they all have one thing in common, that is, they can admit defeat and give up in advance.

The prince has been a fine artist since he was a child, and he is diligent and diligent, even if the other party is a professional art academy, he is not worried at all.

And this competition is related to his relationship with Su Min, so naturally he can't admit defeat.

"Let's get started!" Ah Quan waved his hand and began the countdown.

Wang Zicheng and Yuan Tianye didn't make a move, but looked at Qingshajiang, who was behind them.

I saw the green mountains far away, the river waves were slow, and there were ships coming and going from time to time. There are weeping willows swaying in the wind on the shore, and pink flowers lining the water, which is really a beautiful spring picture!

The gentle breeze blowing by the river swept the young man's shirt and headband, causing it to dance fiercely in the wind. If they weren't competing, the onlookers would have thought they were friends enjoying the scenery by the lake.

This time, the exam question is the Qingsha River, so naturally you have to enjoy the scenery of the river before you start writing.

A quarter of an hour later, Yuan Tianye glanced at Wang Zichengdao: "I don't know if Brother Zicheng has an idea in his heart?" ”

Wang Zicheng looked at the vast river, frowned slightly and shook his head.

"Then I'll be one step ahead!" As he spoke, he gave a fist salute and left, but there was a hint of contempt in his smile.

When he said this, Wang Zicheng's train of thought was disrupted, and Ah Quan and Teacher Jiang in the audience were a little worried.

It turned out that he had an idea, so he came to talk to Wang Zicheng, what a scheming this is!

Seeing Wang Zicheng's brows furrowed slightly, Su Min knew that he had no idea for a while, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart.

But no matter how anxious she was, she couldn't go on stage to paint for him.

Chinese painting pays attention to artistic conception, so even if you observe carefully, you may not be able to draw a good painting.

When Yuan Tianye was painting, Wang Zicheng was still standing near the river, carefully watching the beautiful scenery of the Qingsha River.

The lonely figure of the young man made Su Min's heart flutter, and she couldn't help but think of the poem "Jiang Xue" by the Tang Dynasty poet Liu Zongyuan in her mind.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear; Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

The bleak snow scene and the lonely fisherman are just like the current Wang Zicheng, without a little fireworks in the world, bleak and arrogant.

She had a lonely little boy in her mind, leaning on the window with a small bench and watching the snow fall.

It's just that Wang Zicheng didn't write for a long time, and the onlookers began to whisper.

"It's not long now, why hasn't he done it yet!"

"yes, he won't have time if he doesn't do it."

People also began to be anxious about this handsome young man, why he didn't even mention the pen to paint.

Teacher Jiang leaned sideways and didn't know what to say in Ah Quan's ear, and Ah Quan also frowned slightly and shook his head.

Wang Zicheng began to panic in his heart when he was disturbed by Yuan Tianye's thoughts, but when he glanced at Su Min, the anxiety in his heart was dispelled by the broadness.

Looking at the slow flow of water, he knew that he couldn't rush, because the most important thing in painting was to be calm.

Finally, the young man's body moved, and he slowly walked to the desk and quickly spread out the rice paper with a ruler.

The people present who were anxious about him breathed a sigh of relief, because they must have been confident in his appearance.

It was only when he stroked the wound and felt how much angle he could open, and then he began to take the pen and paint.

Seeing him act like this, Su Min's heart hung again, she actually forgot that he was still injured, and a pair of fists couldn't help but clench!

Wang Zicheng's movements were elegant and free, which caused people to praise again and again. It's just that no one can see what he's painting, and his slightly frowning brow is faintly melancholy.

The pen in his hand followed the imprint in his mind on the paper, hurrying or pausing or lifting.

Yuan Tianye had finished painting at this time, and was waiting for the end of time calmly, he looked at Su Min and then at Wang Zicheng casually, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's time!" Ah Quan looked at the countdown and hurriedly stood up.

And the pen in Wang Zicheng's hand had just been put away when Ah Quan shouted that the time was up.

No one knows if he's done drawing, or if he'll have time to write when he's done!

The boy's hand that stopped in the air seemed to be trembling slightly, and I don't know if he was trembling because he didn't finish drawing, or if he was shaking because of the pain caused by the injury!

The hearts of those who cared about him in the place hung in the air, and the evil young man chuckled lightly.