The candidates in the examination room wanted to cry without tears.

Some of them thought they still had the strength to fight, but they finally tried their best to paint, and more quit early and decided to fight again next year.

A group of students outside the examination room laughed: "You are really unlucky, well, maybe only Hong Ru, Sun Xing, Chen Yuanyuan and a few other senior sisters can graduate this year." ”

"Chen Yuanyuan has only been in school for three years, and she is going to graduate this year?"

There are many people who like Chen Yuanyuan in school, and naturally there are people who hate her very much, and it is not without her that she is bored when she hears her name.

But even if she hates it, I have to say that this girl Si Swenwen is like a spring flower blooming quietly in this noisy world, gentle and delicate, and she is quite talented in painting.

Even the most demanding old professor praised her for her spirituality, obviously studying and painting with others, and the paintings she painted were bright and beautiful, which made people feel comfortable to see.

Major General Luo Yan also said that when he was in a bad mood, he looked at Chen Yuanyuan's works, which had the miraculous effect of calming the spirit, and said that his living room, bedroom, and dining room were all hung with Yuanyuan's paintings.

This alone is enough for her to pass the test smoothly and graduate, I don't know how many fighters in the Federation have more mental power than A, and most of them need to be appeased by the fitsters.

Even if they are not warriors, there are many people among ordinary people who have the disease of mental rampage, even if they do not run amok, who can not yearn for the appeasement of the fit, in a place like the bridal college, but if you can appease the spirit, it is enough to fail ten or eight important courses.

The exam was still going on, and the students outside the exam room were glancing at each other, intentionally or unintentionally.

After almost two hours, one after another, candidates walked out of the examination room, most of them with gloomy faces and red eyes.

"Look, Fang Ruohua also came out?"

"Poof...... You should say that she came out too late. ”

Several students looked at each other and laughed in unison.

In other words, the old professor in the painting class used Fang Ruohua's homework as a negative example to teach students, and it was almost a scene of professional classes, that is, Miss Fang herself is capable, confident, patient, and broad-minded.

The classmates just said a few words of gossip and were lively, no one took Fang Ruohua's examination seriously, it was inevitable to be unqualified, and it was a miracle to be qualified.

But at this time, no one was worried that she would not be able to complete her studies, and the federal university clearly stipulated that those who did not pass the professional course were not allowed to graduate, but exceptions were also allowed, such as winning in such and such a competition.

Eighty percent of the exceptions, Fang Ruohua meets them, she will definitely be able to graduate, just depends on whether she is willing or not. The nine fleets of the Defense Force have been parting with each other since the beginning of the year, staring at the top students in the school, Fang Ruohua seems to belong to the first sequence of recruited talents.

After another moment, Chen Yuanyuan also came out.

Chen Yun and several students rushed up and asked, "How did the senior sister do in the exam?" ”

"Senior sister will definitely pass!"

"Let's go have a good meal and celebrate!"

Chen Yuanyuan straightened his sleeves slightly, covering a touch of red paint on his wrists, and chuckled: "Okay, eat." ”

Fang Zheng is also there, just now Fang Ruohua first came, he was embarrassed to come forward to say hello, at this time when he saw Chen Yuanyuan, he couldn't help but be a little sluggish, Chen Yuanyuan was wearing a retro long skirt, the skirt fell to the ankles, his hands folded in front of him, he was talking to someone with his head sideways, the bridge of his nose was high, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, although he was not very beautiful, but the gentle style was not much better than those famous daughters in the imperial capital.

Not to mention her second sister, she is the sister of Minister Liu's family in the Ministry of Commerce, and she is a little inferior to her.

Major General Luo Yan really has good eyesight, why should the second sister fight with others!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, before this, he had actually made up his mind to treat this sister better, and do his best to help her take care of her, but at this time, he couldn't help but dislike it.

It's no wonder that in the past two years, the second sister has become more and more estranged from him, and they have rarely met.

The students around him looked at him as crazy, but he just thought it was another unlucky child who fell under the graduation exam, and he didn't care much about it.

This time, in the graduation examination of the federal university, many subjects of the bridal college have been reformed to a greater or lesser extent, and most of them have increased the difficulty of the exam, and it is not only the painting major that is unlucky.

However, because of the painting, the changes are the most significant, and it is the most difficult, and it is the most eye-catching.

Many people inquired about it, and even the teachers in charge of grading couldn't help but get nervous.

After the paper was collected, a group of teachers who corrected the paper intervened in the star network, entered the space, exchanged two sentences with each other and began to score.

Time passed minute by minute, and the teachers were full of energy, seeing the numbness, they couldn't help but complain a few words during the break.

"Lao Qin retreats, Xiao Huang will reform as soon as he comes to power, I don't want to think that they are in such a hurry to change, can these students do it? I've seen seventy or eighty works, and I can see less than ten, and many of them can't see what they want to paint, not to mention the artistic conception, not even the lines are smooth, and there are no basic skills at all...... How should this be evaluated? ”

"You can't blame the students, the teachers have just started learning, and there are many mistakes in the past, and now they are correcting them little by little, and they are trying to teach the students, and I want to say, it will be fine in a few years, and it will be more appropriate to reform the graduation examination when the time comes."

"Okay, no one should complain, reform as soon as possible so that the students pay attention to it, after this exam, the students will know what ancient painting is all about, this time they can't finish their studies, and they will work hard next year."

The teachers were verbose, and then went to work, and on the first day, they sifted out the paintings that were handed in by luck.

The next day, I began to evaluate the paintings in earnest.

Mr. Guo took a sip of tea, didn't look too closely, and with a big stroke of the pen, he wrote a few scores.

It's not that he doesn't care, it's just that this painting is not beautiful.

"Huh?"

I finally saw a picture that was a little interesting, it was a classical watercolor painting, a young woman in white clothes with red lips, rolled up her sleeves and scooped a bowl of dumplings in front of the pot table, behind her was the smoke curling, a pastoral beauty.

In the distance, the scene of gunsmoke could be faintly seen, and the young woman's eyes were red, as if she had a grudge.

The painting skills are not particularly good, but they are also qualified, at least after seeing so many unsightly paintings, Mr. Guo feels that looking at this can really wash his eyes.

When I saw the name, it was Chen Yuanyuan, and Mr. Guo smiled, and he was not surprised.

Chen Yuanyuan's kid does have a little talent.

Thinking about it, she shared it with other teachers, and after a while, many people left comments and praises.

Mr. Guo quit the star network, poured a glass of water to drink, and ate two pieces of dim sum before slowly continuing to reconnect and continue to work.

As soon as he entered the star network, Mr. Guo was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look around, and saw that all the teachers who were marking the papers were crowded in front of the door of the space on the east side, but they were quiet and quiet, and there was no sound at all.

It's a little bizarre.

Teacher Guo looked around a few times, hurriedly walked over, squeezed in between Teacher Zhang and Teacher Liu, occupied a position, looked up, he also trembled in his heart, half opened his mouth, and gasped.

It was an ink stroke, mostly black and white, which seemed so simple that she didn't know what to say about it for a while.

The teachers of the ancient painting major are not very good at painting, but they will not not know how to look at it, and they can definitely see whether a painting is good or bad.

However, there are always some paintings that they dare not evaluate.

For example, the recently unearthed famous painting - "Luo Shen Fu Tu Facsimile".

Many people who don't know how to draw can laugh and laugh, and they don't think it's good.

But do they, the teachers, dare to give it a review?

"Not really!"

Teacher Guo muttered quietly.

This painting will not come to that point anyway, not to mention that it is made by a famous painter in ancient times, the one in front of me is just a work of today's students, a single point, people are carefully painted, but this one is for the exam, in a short period of time.

The two cannot be compared.

But in the same way, at their level, whether they like it or not, they don't dare to make evaluations.

This is not a level that painting students can achieve, or even those old professors and experts can easily achieve.

The charred but majestic city wall, the soldiers sitting at the head of the city with hard dry food, the generals brushing horses under the city, and the Jingguan corpse tower piled up at the gate of the city, the rusty knives, the blood-stained black and red earth, and the numb eyes of the people......

Teacher Guo didn't speak for a long time.

It was so simple and rude, and didn't use too many techniques, but everyone who saw it seemed to see the real battlefield at that time and experienced a trace of cold and cold despair.

After being quiet for a long time, Mr. Li, who was in charge of the ranking, didn't communicate with anyone, and casually ranked this painting in the first place, and pressed down Chen Yuanyuan's one.

No one had any objections, and no one even took the heart to look at other people's paintings.

Mr. Guo also tried to evaluate in his mind, in fact, Chen Yuanyuan's paintings, the kind of obscure expression is also very relevant, and even more tactful and suitable for people to appreciate than such rough and direct depictions.

But this thought only appeared for half a second, there was no comparison, the two paintings were put together, she couldn't see Chen Yuanyuan's one, what else was there to say.

Next, everyone was even more absent-minded, and there were a few ambiguous ones who could have graduated, but they were all swept back in one go.

After the test paper was corrected, it was submitted to the professor above for review, and several of their teachers were still in a trance, and they didn't want to talk much for a while, and they couldn't recover for a long time.

This is especially true of Ms. Guo, who has always been emotional, and at this time she also feels that she is full of thoughts and cannot speak.

"Xiao Guo!"

The old professor Liu Ming was reading in the school space while waiting for the reviewers below to submit the test papers, when he saw Mr. Guo bowing his head and hunching his waist, crossing the public space and running to his own private territory, just two inches in front of him, dangling and dangling.

Finally, I couldn't help but shout, "If you're bored, go back to your own space and play!" ”

Xiao Guo looked up blankly, saw the old professor's face full of wrinkles, was startled, smiled, and hurriedly left.

The old professor shook his head, and didn't pay attention to her, he still had work at the moment, and he didn't have the energy to pay attention to what kind of disease the child committed, and there was a hint that the test paper was divided, so he clicked directly and opened the picture scroll that was in the first place.

In an instant, the old professor suddenly stood up from his chair, took a few steps forward, and his fingers almost touched the painting in mid-air before he suddenly stopped, exhaled slowly for a long time, and looked up to see the author's payment.

"Ahem, cough, ahem!"

Fang Ruohua's three big characters came into view, and the old professor rubbed his eyes vigorously, "Xiao Guo, Xiao Guo." ”

"Huh?"

"Go back, you send her all the homework Fang Ruohua sent me, ask her to redo it, I won't read it when it's done, you can help correct it."

Xiao Guo: "......"

The old professor sighed: "I was so angry with Fang Ruohua that I started dreaming, I actually dreamed that she painted a painting comparable to the world's famous works, and she won the first place in the graduation exam." ”

Xiao Guo: "......"

After being awkward for a while, the old professor finally had to accept the fact that such a work was indeed from Fang Ruohua's hand.

"Incredible, incredible!"

It's not just the old professor who thinks it's incredible.

Under the watchful eye, the results of the painting major came out, the excellent works were displayed on campus, and the red list was posted, and the first place was not the campus celebrities with high voices, but Fang Ruohua, who was considered by all the teachers to be a strange person on campus who would have no achievements in this major.

"Poof!"

"Hahahaha, Hai Gongzi is also out of order, the biggest joke of the Federal University in a hundred years."

In the 100 years since the birth of the Wise Mind Child, there has never been any mistakes.

A lot of people thought it was a joke.

Even if the first place is not Chen Yuanyuan, who has the highest voice, he should be the leader of Sun Xing and Hong Ru in the bridal college.

Hai Gongzi naturally did not have any problems, and soon the campus star network space showed the excellent works of this year.

Chen Yun came to see Senior Sister Yuanyuan's paintings.

It's just that the first thing I saw was the number one painting, he was a very delicate person, quietly admired for a moment, it was obviously such a cruel picture, but he could feel a trace of warmth, and the impetuous spirit that had been impetuous recently, and the spirit of impatience gradually calmed down, as if something had cleansed his soul.

The feeling is indescribable, like a bottle of top-notch mental pleasure.

"Yuanyuan loses unjustly......"

Then he saw three words at a glance - 'Fang Ruohua'!

Chen Yun: "......"

Cold sweat trickled down, it was like being kicked by the big hooves of a star beast, his eyes were black, and his head was dizzy.

How could Fang Ruohua make such a painting?

After a while, Chen Yun smiled bitterly again, and found that although this matter was incredible, it was not difficult to accept.

He's all because of that woman...... How many times have my classmates been shocked, and this time is not bad.

Chen Yun thought about it and prepared to go to the small cafeteria to eat, it was best to drink the wine brewed by Senior Sister Yuanyuan to calm down.

There are many classmates who think the same way as him, and the group got together with a tacit understanding that they didn't mention any topics about Fang Ruohua, eating, drinking, complaining, and getting along quickly.

Chen Yuanyuan has never had anything to do with this turmoil, she saw Fang Ruohua's paintings, and couldn't help but say: "It would be nice if I could apprentice." ”

She likes to paint, but there is very little information on the star network, but there are people teaching in the anonymous private space, but it is also not easy to apprentice, there are many tests, various conditions need to be met, and a lot of money is required.

Hey, she's usually too busy, and she hasn't succeeded in apprenticeship so far.

Chen Yun looked at Chen Yuanyuan's starry eyes and silently made a wish, hoping to worship Fang Ruohua's teacher, obviously not remembering who the person who made him particularly sad and sad a few years ago.

Forget it, it's good.

Fang Ruohua is very evil, so it's better not to provoke.