"But brother, what is a love letter?" The little girl hid the love letter properly, and patted it with her hand, she blinked a pair of eyes and waited for Xiao Jinghan to answer.

Xiao Jinghan was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he had to scratch his head: "Yuanyuan is still young, and you don't understand after my brother explained, come and play a game with you!" ”

After saying that, he got into trouble with Wen Aiyuan.

Ah Quan listened to the laughter in the room, took a puff of cigarette, and a wry smile hung on the corner of his lips: "Boy...... I'm afraid you'll have to suffer in the future! ”

The cigarette in his hand flickered and went out, which made him a little upset, so he went downstairs to relax.

It's just that on the way, he frowned as if he thought of something: "Why don't my apprentices worry about one or two?" ”

Xiao Jinghan and Xie Junlan are sandwiched between Wen Xian.

Su Min and Wang Zicheng were sandwiched between Yang Lan.

Thinking of this, this man who was only in his thirties let out a long sigh, like an old man who had entered his seventies and eighties.

Only he didn't know about Xie Junfeng and Li Fengyin, and if he knew, he might have to go berserk.

Su Min looked at the distraught Wang Zicheng in the car, and her heart was even more sad: "Zicheng, what are you thinking?" ”

Since receiving the exam questions, Wang Zicheng has been thinking about things, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

The wind outside the window gently blew on the young man's cheeks, and his hairband was grabbed by Su Min in his hand, so he didn't dance with the wind.

"Minmin, do you remember the last time I was challenged and then injured?" Wang Zicheng turned his head to look at Su Min, and the wind pouring in poured in blew his broken hair a little.

The light outside the window flashed quickly, driving the faint light in the carriage, making the young man's face a little cloudy.

Su Min's heart couldn't help but tremble: "Remember, I won't ......"

On the third day of March, Wang Zicheng was injured in an accident, no matter how you look at it, it was also an accident, but after Wang Zicheng's reminder, Su Min also felt a little wrong.

Because it was so unexpected......

"I hope it's my thoughts......" Prince Cheng sighed leisurely, and the trace of fear in his heart for no reason was no different from when he was by the river.

It's like having an invisible hand that traps them and prevents them from moving forward.

Who is holding them back?

The enemy is in a dark and open situation, and that feeling is quite unpleasant.

"Although the exam questions were announced in advance this time, the selection competition is also next week, so there is not much time, so let's make up our minds as soon as possible."

He didn't want to think about it anymore, for fear that thinking about it would affect the mentality of the tryouts.

The boy slowly leaned his head back on his seat, closed his eyes and took a nap.

"Hmm." Su Min also sighed and rested her head on the young man's shoulder, but her heart was mixed.

She raised her eyes to look at the young man in front of her, the wind whirring in her ears, and something trembled in her heart.

"My grandmother said that the death of my parents had something to do with the Asian Traditional Skills Conference."

Wang Zicheng's words suddenly echoed in Su Min's ears, making her brows furrow: Does it have anything to do with this matter?

Although Wang Zicheng gave up other projects, his martial arts and calligraphy and painting are the first, maybe those people will target him.

Thinking of this, Su Min was a little frightened: I have to think of a way......

Because summer has come, Huaxia Academy of Arts has distributed summer uniforms to the students of Level 40.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Su Min looked at the school uniform with a collar and a black skirt in surprise, thinking that the school is really rich, and it is the same as not needing money to wear clothes!

She glanced at the male classmate's school uniform, and saw that the color was the same as herself, but she didn't know what style it was.

"Zicheng, have you figured out what to draw?" Su Min held the clothes in his hand and sat next to Wang Zicheng, with some irrepressible happiness in his eyes.

I don't know what made her so happy, but Wang Zicheng held his head and didn't answer, and he didn't know what he was doing.

"Zicheng!" Seeing that he didn't react, Su Min touched Wang Zicheng with his hand.

The young man came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I don't know, otherwise I told the teacher of the assessment, we will go to the studio tomorrow?" ”

Although Su Min was very puzzled that the exam questions had been announced in advance, and there was also the teacher's assessment, she was not afraid, so she nodded happily: "Hmm! ”

The next day, Su Min changed into a new school uniform, took Wang Zicheng's hand, and walked towards the studio.

As a school that specializes in traditional culture, it is naturally not afraid of plagiarism by students.

Because even if calligraphy and painting have the same idea, even if the same painting is painted, the color and handwriting are different, and the meaning represented is also different.

The reason for setting up an assessment teacher is to see how the students move the pen, how they lay out the color, how they lay out, etc., because these are the key to the assessment.

The exam questions require the birds not to be colored, so that the students can draw on the spot.

There were already paintings by the other three students in the studio, but they were just covered with a layer of clean rice paper, so I don't know what they were drawing.

Looking at the size, the painting is five feet in size, and it will take some time to paint such a large painting. (5 feet is equal to 1.7 x 85 cm)

In the center of the studio there are two large painting tables, on which a layer of clean rice paper is spread, and around it are clean brushes, paints and other painting tools.

Now only Su Min and Wang Zicheng are left without painting, so Su Min is a little nervous in her heart, because she doesn't know if she will collide with Wang Zicheng.

The girl set up the ruler, and then she put pen to paper and thought about what she wanted to draw.

It didn't take long for her to start writing, and the sinuous lines leapt onto the page.

And the young man did not hesitate to put pen to paper, he was like a divine help, quickly wandering on the rice paper.

Both of them drew seriously, so that the teachers who assessed them nodded secretly.

It's just that I don't know what the two of them painted, but it took a day, and they didn't say a word during the meal, so they stepped up to paint.

Time passed unhurriedly, the light and shadow in the studio were constantly changing, and the assessment teacher was also pacing around, watching the behavior of the two people.

The teachers stood as long as the two of them painted.

Finally, near the end, none of them had an inscription, because according to the assessment questions, the inscription needs to be assessed on the spot.

"Whew!" Su Min finished the painting first, and she threw the pen in her hand into the washing pen and gasped.

Painting requires not only mental power, but also a lot of physical strength.

She looked at Wang Zicheng, who was still painting, and then looked at the already dark sky outside the window, and couldn't help laughing, her heart relaxed at this moment.

Everything is so peaceful, there were no accidents in this assessment, maybe I thought about it before.

With the completion of the painting, Wang Zicheng's worried heart also relaxed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

When their drawings were dry, the examiner covered them with rice paper and hung them.

When it was late at night and everyone was gone, the power suddenly went out in the studio.

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