A lunch box actually passed the audition, and the family is not so hungry, right?

Things have to start from ten minutes ago, this is undoubtedly a strange time period. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn addition to Wu Shan, another thing happened that impressed Zhuo Wen.

I remember that there were less than a hundred people left in front of him at that time, and when No. 405 began to be tested, he suddenly screamed and fell directly unconscious.

The hall master deacon glanced at it disappreciatively, called two people to drag the person away, and then explained slowly: "You don't need to panic, this person is just to blame, although the painting contest is open to the whole state, but there are also clear regulations, but anyone who has not been tested before the painting root will not be allowed to participate in the painting contest again for the rest of his life. ＂

"Painting is an important project of the state, naturally there are a lot of means of arguing, breaking the rules here is tantamount to fraud, the old man advises those who deceive themselves and do not respect reality to better recognize themselves, painting the root of the heavens, if there is no painting root, there will be no eternal life, even if you go to other towns or even go to other states to participate in the painting, it is the same result. ＂

"This person has been in prison for a year, if you don't want to follow in the footsteps, you should be upright, the old man reiterated one last time, anyone under the age of thirteen and over the age of fifteen, anyone who has participated in the painting contest before and was found to have no painting roots, please leave the examination room by yourself, otherwise it will be regarded as a violation of the law, and the Zhuo family will be severely punished!"

It's no wonder that the deacon hall master's tone is so cold, the painting contest has to evaluate 3,000 people every year, if everyone who fails is so lucky to start again, it is equivalent to wasting ten more seconds of his time, one is nothing, but if it is hundreds or thousands, it is really annoying.

Sure enough, the deacon hall master's words spread hundreds, hundreds, and thousands, and soon spread throughout the entire team, that is, in a few minutes, some people in the team in turn weighed the pros and cons, and withdrew from the team with ashamed faces, this number gradually superimposed, almost reaching nearly five or six hundred groups, and the long dragon team suddenly lost ten or five people, this kind of scene has to be amazing.

I didn't expect that the pursuit of painting here has gone crazy to such an extent, which is almost like throwing yourself into a net, right?

The audition continued, and it didn't delay much because of this little episode, and soon it was Wu Shan's turn.

"Brother Zhuo, it's finally me, don't you want to be brushed down. ＂

You still have to worry more about yourself Lunch box No. 1 Zhuo Wen smiled and began to pay attention to the scene, and when he got closer, he could see the specific test cut.

The hall owner of the auditorium mainly plays the role of a deterrent to the scene, so he does not need to be responsible for cooperating with the test, and this kind of trivial work is generally completed by the captain of an auditorium and two or three team members.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Wu Shan, please take care of me. ＂

"Infuse the spirit, use your ingot, and rub it vigorously on the inkstone. Glancing at Wu Shan, the captain said lazily in a lazy tone, bowing his head and writing something on the paper.

Wu Shan nodded, and didn't care about the attitude of the person in front of him, took out a piece of vermilion spirit ingot, stretched out his hand and rubbed it on the inkstone of Yueyang Yan according to his usual habits, leaving some red ink and then withdrawing.

At this time, a strange thing happened, and I saw that the little red ink was quickly absorbed by the inkstone, but after a while, an illusory sapling began to sprout from it, and quickly grew strong!

"Oh, there's Egen!" Seeing this situation, the originally lazy auditorium captain's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was also a little interested, and his tone was also good: "Five inches... Six-inch... Seven inches, oh, the roots have grown to seven inches and two! Yes, it's already one inch and two beyond the passing line!"

"This is your number plate, come to the Ice Spirit Hall in a week to participate in the advanced assessment. The captain smiled and handed over a jade plaque, Wu Shan was so happy that he said that he was lucky, and when he turned his head to look at Zhuo Wen, he did not forget to explain the words such as cheering and insisting on victory. Zhuo Wen was so worried that his face was black.

"Hmph... It's finally your turn, Brother Wen, don't you want to be brushed down. Baili Annihilation's calm voice came from behind, the more Zhuo Wen listened, the more uncomfortable he felt, your lunch box No. 2 is quite crazy, I want to see if you are so proud when you are eliminated: "Brother Baili, I'll change positions with you, you go try first?"

"That's understandable, okay, since it's Brother Wen's request, I'll agree. "Baili Annihilation walked to the front very simply, drew a scoop with a gourd, and pushed it on the inkstone with an ink ingot, and the result was that the roots of the painting sprouted, and they grew directly to seven inches and eight, which made Zhuo Wen stunned at that time, this Nima process is too smooth, right?

"Next. The auditorium captain's emotionless voice came lazily, Zhuo Wen cheered up, and hurriedly took out his spirit ingot, between the black soil ingot and the black ingot, he still chose the latter after weighing it.

A higher level of ink is always lower than a lower level, okay?

"Yo, isn't the ink ingot bad?" the auditorium captain smiled teasingly, "I don't need to say anything more about what to do, right?"

It's no wonder that the captain of the auditorium has a strange smile, because in his opinion, Zhuo Wen's little handyman is just a joke product of his second miss. first give people hope, and then make people desperate in reality, to see the pain of others for fun, in fact, many young masters and young ladies have such a bad taste, he can be regarded as tacit, just as a routine.

"Little mosquito, you have to fight. Zhuoya had already walked aside at this time and said with a smile.

Glancing at Zhuo Ya, Zhuo Wen nodded silently.

When the captain of the auditorium saw such a scene, he felt sad for Zhuo Wen, hey, what a fool, you don't know if people are playing, and when you are brushed off, there will be times when you cry.

Zhuo Wen walked to the inkstone, picked up the black ore ingot, and reached out to scratch the inkstone with some nervousness.

However, the ink disappears, but the roots germinate but do not grow...!

Zhuo Wen, Zhuo Ya, Wu Shan, and Baili Annihilation were all surprised... Especially Zhuo Wen, who was the person concerned, only felt that a yin qi rushed straight to his spine, and suddenly felt that something was wrong! Because the next moment when Zhuo Wen's ink was absorbed, the Yueyang inkstone the size of a mahjong table actually clicked and shattered into seven or eight pieces...

Seeing this sudden situation, the audience suddenly fell silent, it was the hall master, and at this time, he also suddenly stopped the action of making tea, and was dumbfounded...

Broken?The bamboo-grade spirit inkstone of one million ink dollars was broken!?

The captain of the auditorium had long since forgotten to take notes, and even forgot to pick up the pen that fell on the paper, causing the ink to smudge the paper... Because this fact is too incredible, it is a real bamboo inkstone, even if the great painter of the shape of the realm wants to destroy it, it is impossible to do it so easily! This kid was so easy to break it, is he a peerless painter who has reached the artistic conception?

"Ahem, it seems that the things in the capital are not very good, and there is a quality problem after only testing five hundred people... Fortunately, the old man also bought an extra one at that time in case of emergency... The hall master deacon wiped his face with sweat like tap water, smiled more ugly than crying, and took out a freehand painting of landscape from his sleeve. After unfolding, it is another Yueyang inkstone, but it is indeed one size smaller in size.

"It was just an accident just now, and now the assessment continues. The captain of the auditorium was busy comforting the atmosphere of uproar, and his eyes signaled Zhuo Wen to hurry up and end this little episode, he couldn't help but feel that he was underestimating Zhuo Wen now, where is this master playing servant, it is completely the servant pit master, it is conceivable that Zhuo Ya, who brought Zhuo Wen, must have to eat a lot of scolding from the head of the family, after all, it is a million things, which is not a small amount!

Glancing apologetically at Zhuo Ya, who was already sweating like rain, Zhuo Wen looked extremely embarrassed, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and scraped it on the new inkstone.

Click... No accident, the inkstone was broken again, and when the hall master saw this, he immediately spewed out a mouthful of Longjing tea and almost fell off the chair.

What kind of person is this? Is he a freak? In less than a minute, he destroyed a total of 1.8 million Liangfang inkstones one after another! Even if the Liang family sent them to sabotage, they wouldn't be so ruthless! Does the Zhuo family have a grudge against him!

At this time, even Wu Shan and Baili Annihilation, looking at Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of ID card-like realism, and then looking at Zhuo Ya, that gloomy expression was almost turned into a funeral photo... Staring at these eyes, Zhuo Wen only felt that Alexander, faintly felt a sense of guilt after being a traitor...

Why did Mao look at me like this? I didn't know it would be like this! Zhuo Wen was already hysterical in his heart.

"Your Excellency... Should we take out the Zhenshan inkstone and continue the assessment... The side seat on the left awkwardly asked the auditorium master.

"Take the test, take the test with a hammer! Don't you see him destroy an inkstone with a ingot? If he breaks the Zhenshan inkstone, all of us on the spot will not be able to repay this crime!"

"But according to the rules, if the contestants don't foul, we have to continue, otherwise I'm afraid there will be bad public opinion outside... ＂

Afraid that Zhuo Wen's continued assessment would damage the last Zhenshan inkstone, where did the hall master deacon dare to let him continue, and hurriedly yelled at Zhuo Wen: "Kid don't need to take the test, you have already passed, hurry! ＂

"My lord, this is not in order, is it?"

"It's just a painting boy selected by the sea, it doesn't matter if there is more or less, if you have real skills, you can naturally be admitted to the painter. "I said this, but in fact, the hall master's heart was already dripping blood.

Forehead... Hearing the words of the hall master, Zhuo Wen was suddenly a little confused, and glanced at Zhuo Ya in disdain, only to see that she actually had a kind of hatred for iron but not steel, Zhuo Wen was speechless, no need to act so exaggerated?...