When it comes to winning or losing, the students of Guozijian will not give an inch.

"Of course it's Xiliu, he is the first to answer the question, and the answer is so good, who will win if he doesn't win?"

"That's it, it's clear that Xiliu has won!"

"Although this topic only asks about the content, but the content of both people is very good, so on the basis of being good, isn't it faster and better?"

"The winner must be the Breath Stream!"

The students of the Guozijian waved their flags and shouted for Xiliu, on the one hand, because Xiliu had a transcendent status in the Guozijian, and on the other hand, it was also because of the ...... Xiliu is on the same team as them.

Their team has already lost the first game, and if they lose the second game, then the third game will simply not need to be compared.

There is a bet on their game, and the loser will have to plant the land for a year! One year !!

It's better to kill them!

Xiliu didn't speak, Xu Yuzhi smiled and said, "Xiliu's answer is very good, it's true that I'm slow, I admit defeat." ”

may not have expected Xu Yuzhi to admit defeat directly, Xi Liu was stunned for a moment, and then spoke, "Actually, your answer is not bad, but it is only a little slower." ”

"Slow is slow, and I'm not going to make excuses for myself."

Xu Youzhi said, walked to Shen Jiaojiao's side, his face was a little sorry, "I'm sorry to pile all the pressure on you." ”

"It's okay if you lose, I'll plant it for you."

Seeing Xu Yuzhi so sincere, Shen Jiaojiao felt a little funny, "I said that this game is only about the content, why don't you vote for yourself?" ”

"The content is not divided up and down, isn't it divided in time?" Xu Yuzhi was very free and easy, "In the game, it's normal to win and lose." ”

"Do you think I'm going to lose, or I'm going to win?" Shen Jiaojiao said, without waiting for Xu Yuzhi's answer, she came to the clay pot and reached out to take out a note.

When I opened it, I saw that the note was a drawing.

It seems that this level is a test of painting skills.

Originally, Xiliu won, and the students of Guozijian were very excited, feeling that they had a chance to win.

After seeing the note in Shen Jiaojiao's hand, he laughed even more happily, and the peacock man almost laughed and bent over, "Hahahaha, just you?" Just your hand, also with a painting? ”

"I'm afraid I don't want to laugh off Young Master Ben's big teeth!"

"Then you can laugh off one and let me see the knowledge." Facing the peacock man's ridicule, Shen Jiaojiao was indifferent, "If you have the ability, then come up and compare with me." ”

"If you can't bear it, shut up and don't make a noise."

"You ......" was ignored and hit again and again by Shen Jiaojiao, and the peacock man finally couldn't bear it, "Young Master Ben can't bear it?" ”

"Young Master Ben disdains to compare with you!"

"Since you don't have the strength to do it, let's compete with Young Master Ben!"

"Don't cry if you lose!"

"Leave this to yourself." Shen Jiaojiao glanced at the peacock man meaningfully, "Don't be too arrogant in life and work, otherwise, there will be times when you cry." ”

After speaking, Shen Jiaojiao didn't want to argue with the peacock man any more, so she directly picked up the brush and began to paint.

At the beginning, everyone didn't take Shen Jiaojiao's actions seriously, how could an ordinary person know how to draw?

Even if you understand, it's just a rough layman, and you can't get into the hall of elegance.

Unexpectedly, Shen Jiaojiao's pen skills are very skillful, not like an ordinary peasant girl at all.

And her hands......

Everyone couldn't help but pay attention to Shen Jiao's delicate and slender fingers, although this hand looked rough and sallow, but the shape was really beautiful.

If you take good care of it, it may not be a pair of beautiful hands.

Don't...... Could it be that she is some kind of troubled rich lady?

While thinking wildly, everyone unconsciously approached and looked at Shen Jiaojiao's pen.

With a few brushstrokes, she first drew a big family of Zhumen.

Tall cornices, towering courtyard walls.

The vermilion wooden door looks extraordinarily luxurious in the light of the bright red lanterns.

The two stone lions at the door are also very majestic, and those who watch them dare not approach.

The penmanship is simple and exquisite, but it's a pity that it ...... Space is a hole.

Everyone looked at Shen Jiaojiao's painting and sighed secretly in their hearts.

With such a good technique, it would be nice if you could be a little more attentive and draw the content and the story.

But soon, they were slapped in the face by Shen Jiaojiao.

I saw Shen Jiaojiao quickly draw a figure with a few strokes on the edge of the wall.

The figure was thin and withered, as if it had been soaked and dried countless times, and its dry bones were almost ash, as if the wind had blown and dispersed.

His eyes were especially bright, brighter than the red lanterns in the dark night, brighter than the moon in the sky.

His eyes were longing, hating, helpless, afraid.

He stared at the red lantern with a look of yearning on his face.

But yearning was to no avail, he could only curl up vigorously and hug himself tightly, but the cool breeze had already blown him through.

As long as you look at him, everyone knows that I am afraid that this person will never have the opportunity to see the sun tomorrow......

This little bit of light, with the long night is long.

This little bit of warmth, and the bone-chilling cold.

His desire was so small, but he still couldn't get it.

The only bit of light and heat does not belong to him, but to this big family.

Even if you go out of the house, you don't need it.

Looking at the painting in front of them, everyone only felt depressed.

A candle that the rich don't care about is the light and heat that the doom can't ask for.

Is it really Zhumen's wine and meat that stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road?

Seeing that everyone was suddenly silent, the peacock man who was riveting his energy to paint felt strange.

He put down his paintbrush and squeezed into the center of the crowd, "What are you all looking at, is it that she is too ugly......

Before he finished speaking, he looked down and saw Shen Jiaojiao's painting.

After all, he is a child of aristocracy, and after a long period of cultivation, he can also know what is good and what is bad.

Seeing Shen Jiaojiao's pen movement so neat, he knew that he was doomed.

But how could he be willing to lose to Shen Jiaojiao?

How could he be willing to farm?

Thinking that he might be forced to farm like a farmer, the peacock man was anxious, looking at Shen Jiaojiao's paintings, and he had to find something wrong if he was not sick.

"A good wall, not a beggar, ruined fun!" Pointing to the last man in Shen Jiaojiao's painting, the peacock man said without empathy, "It's not okay to die, you have to die at the door of the house, bad luck!" ”

"Shut up!" Xiliu looked at the peacock man, "If you lose, you lose, are you ashamed to find so many reasons?" ”

"How do you know I'm losing?" The peacock man was instantly anxious, "You haven't even seen my painting yet." ”

"Humph!" Xiliu sneered and looked at the peacock man, "Don't you know how many catties and taels you have?" ”

was ridiculed by Xiliu, the peacock's manly face turned red, but he didn't dare to do it directly with Xiliu, so he could only be angry at Shen Jiaojiao, "I don't see it, you are so ugly that you are quite good at seducing people!" ”

"Even the breath flow is fascinated by you, amazing, really amazing!"