The second exam is the female red. However, it is not an on-site test, but an evaluation of holiday homework.

Bai Wanrou really brought her previous Shu embroidery, and immediately surprised all the masters.

She, who is comparable to those masters who specialize in embroidering tribute, got a high score of ninety-eight.

Bai Xianyan's embroidery was above average, scoring 88 points.

So far, Bai Wanrou's 183 points are temporarily in first place.

Bai Xianyan has 181 points, temporarily ranking second.

The ladies praised Wu Mi for her good manners, and the grandmother nodded with satisfaction.

Wu Mi swept away the embarrassment just now, and her face was bright.

The third exam question is poetry and painting.

For the sake of fairness, Confucius invited the dean of Qingmiao Academy, Mu Qingfeng, and Wen Fuzi, who taught poetry and painting, to score and get an average score.

Mu Qingfeng announced the title and asked them to choose a random person, draw a portrait of him, and write a poem.

The poems and paintings are all on-site paintings, which are the most test of their true level.

Bai Xianyan drew A-Niang and attached a long poem.

Because she knew that A-Niang was still alive, the poem did not mean to mourn, but only to express her longing.

In Furong Village in July, the rhododendrons are full of mountains, the grassland is busy, the sweat is wet with two layers of silk, and the mother calls the children to return and tells them to change their clothes.

At the foot of the wild goose mountain in August, the cuckoo branches are thanked, the ice bean soup on the table, looking at the vast expanse alone, looking forward to the return of the mother, and telling not to be greedy.

When the poems and paintings were handed in, Mr. Yue was a little surprised when he saw them, and said, "Your painting work has improved a lot compared to the previous season, it is very charming, and the characters are much calmer." ”

Bai Xianyan smiled: "Thank you, Master." ”

In the past few years, she has thought about her parents many times and regretted it in her heart.

I regret that I was too naughty when I was a teenager, and I didn't study hard and made my mother angry.

When she was depressed, she put her time on these. What you couldn't learn in the past, you can learn it too. In the past, he who only got form, but also got some gods. It's a pity that at that time, I couldn't get back Ah Niang's praise......

Mu Qingfeng read the verse, and there was distress in his eyes.

This time, I finally didn't see disappointment in his eyes.

However, Bai Xianyan's heart was more bitter than seeing his disappointment.

Because, compared with the two sides, she suddenly found that between them, it was not Erer.

At that time, she had a hand injury, he didn't know it, but he was actually disappointed because of her hand injury?

Or, he didn't care if her hand was injured or not, what he cared about was whether Mu Qingfeng's fiancée could win the first place.

……

In the end, Bai Xianyan's poems and paintings scored 95 points.

Look at Bai Wanrou's again, what she painted is Confucius.

In the poems, the respect for Confucius is fully revealed.

The painting is good, and the poems are more gorgeous than Bai Xianyan's, but she did not get a high score, only eighty-five.

Bai Xianyan's total score suddenly exceeded her by eight points.

Bai Wanrou was unconvinced.

She admits that Bai Xianyan's painting and calligraphy are slightly stronger than her own, but there is not a ten-point gap.

So, she went over with a humble face and asked, "Three masters, the students want to know, what are the shortcomings of my paintings, can you give me some advice?" ”

Wen Fuzi was silent for a moment, took out her and Bai Xianyan's and put them together, and said, "Compare your painting with your sister's, her painting work has reached the point of being in a trance. Yours is still in the form. Her words are also more calm than yours. ”

Although she was very reluctant, Bai Wanrou had to admit this, nodded, and asked Li Wei, the principal of Qingmiao Primary School, with a full stomach of dissatisfaction: "Dean Li, please advise." ”