As a result, An Xin completely thought too much, because the three judges couldn't see who was playing the piano behind the thick screen.

Originally, I was worried that those few people who looked down on her, the female mountain chief, would wear small shoes for the students she brought, but now they can't even see people, and they just score on the piano skills, and they are also shady.

It took another two days to screen and eliminate.

Zhu Shijing and Leng Xiangbai won the competition of the six arts of the gentleman in the qin and chess with their superb skills.

When the other five judges, when they learned that the four competitions of riding and archery, recitation, piano skills, and chess games, the first place was from a academy called Wanhua in Lin'an County, and they were stupidly surprised before they reacted.

This academy is not the academy of the female judges they look down on.

Wang Shanchang stood in the crowd, he was now numb.

Seeing An Xin proudly take his students, he raised his head and returned to the courtyard where they lived.

Wang Shanchang couldn't wait to snatch a few outstanding students behind her.

How could he listen to the nonsense of those gentlemen and students who went to Cangyun Academy at that time, the few students who stayed behind were all waste firewood who did not learn and did not know how to study, such students were called waste wood, what were the names of those students who were pried over by him. Garbage?

Wang Renjie glanced at the ten students behind him, including Liu Mingjie and Zhao Kui.

originally thought that the two of them, one was a disciple that An Yuanrong attached great importance to, and the other was a future son-in-law, what a great seedling to read. I didn't expect it to be this, that's it.

None of the contests that participated in the registration passed the second round.

Wang Shanchang didn't understand that among the students of An Xin, several other family conditions, learning a little piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to improve their temperament and style, can also be said to be in the past.

But the student surnamed Leng knows that he is completely a rural baby, his brother and sister-in-law are affectionate and very scoundrels, he didn't do anything for him last time, and he blackmailed the people he sent.

How could such a student be so superb in piano skills and win the first place, I'm afraid it's not fake.

But even if An Xin was a judge, and she didn't say the first place alone, Wang Shanchang, who was puzzled, only regretted that he had heard it at the time, and did not pry the remaining students to the academy opened by his own family.

In the next competition, there were more students participating in the calligraphy and painting.

Students from the four major academies are not allowed to participate except for the host Baichuan Academy, and students from the other three academies have signed up for the competition.

There are two students from Tiande Academy who participated in the calligraphy and painting competition, and one of them is Gao Shilian's nephew, named Gao Zhihui.

At first glance, this son looked like his uncle, proud of himself, and looked at everyone with his head up, as if he was looking at people with his nostrils.

"Second uncle, look at how I trampled those people from small places."

Gao Shilian nodded, he was also very confident in his nephew, because Gao Zhihui was a talent.

Most of the students who were admitted to Xiucai in small counties were official students, and the official students of the four major academies were afraid that they would lose face if they lost, so they never brought people to participate.

Therefore, among the students brought by small academies in various places, eight out of ten are children with good knowledge in the colleges.

Hanchen Academy also sent two students, Han Junbo and a Xiucai named He Zhiyuan.

After several of An Xin's students won the first place, Liang Hongsheng, a bachelor who originally hid his contempt for her in his eyes, had a slightly changed impression of her as a girl.

Now I am willing to give her a smile when I meet her, and I can talk a few words.

This made Ji Chang Wook, who was deeply rooted and looked down on women, despise Liang Hongsheng every time he saw him for not being firm enough. It's just a villain.

Liang Hongsheng didn't want to pay attention to Ji Changxu either, he thought that An Xin, who could teach such an excellent student, should be respected even if he was a female mountain chief.

Huating Academy still sent their outstanding students this time, Ge Guangyuan, and Huang Jiaxuan, a student who was proud of Chi Changxu.

The game begins.

This time, too, the judges and the students were separated by a screen, so that they would not be able to recognize which students had written the calligraphy and drawings.

The names were also painted like the imperial examinations.

This time there was a shady scene, even if the name was covered, An Xin still recognized the painting painted by Li Ziyu.

An Xin, who does not speak of martial virtues, is not ashamed and gives his students a full score.

Don't think that she didn't see the judges sent by the other three academies next to her, but she could also recognize the calligraphy and painting she brought to the students, and they all gave her students a score of 10.

If you want everyone to be black together, who is not a good mountain chief who protects calves.

Gu Zhicheng, a judge of Baichuan Academy, who did not bring students to participate, and Bai Huaqing, the teacher of Leling County, glanced at each other, anyway, such a thing will happen in any literary meeting, and it is the correct operation to see through it or not to say it.

Two unrelated people gave the most fair scores.

At the end of the competition, Li Fangyu reported the results of the six judges' scores.

When the other three judges, who were also black-handed, heard Li Fangyu report the final results of the calligraphy and painting competition, Gao Shilian, Liang Hongsheng, Chi Changxu, and even Gu Zhicheng and Bai Huaqing, who scored fairly, were stunned.

"How is that possible? That's impossible! Ji Changxu said in disbelief.

How could it be that he was a student of Wanhua Academy in Lin'an County, and won the first place in the calligraphy and painting competition.

He looked at An Xin sitting there with a proud face, even if this woman didn't talk about martial arts and gave her students full marks, the score she gave alone was not enough for her students to get the first.

"We're going to look at the calligraphy and paintings written by the top three students."

Li Fangyu, who presided over the competition at Baichuan Academy, showed an indescribable expression, could it be that he suspected that he was doing something in it.

Tell the truth, not to.

He is not a student of his own academy, and he doesn't have a deep friendship with the people in other colleges.

When Li Fangyu ordered someone to take out the calligraphy and paintings of the top three, a trace of chagrin flashed in Ji Changxu's eyes.

Because they didn't know the calligraphy and paintings written by other students, several of them also scored seven or eight points on the paintings and calligraphy painted by Li Ziyu and Kong Xun.

This is still because I am afraid of exceeding my students' scores, and some of them are pressed to score the scores.

If the score is fair and impartial, the calligraphy they write and the paintings they draw are definitely the best among the students, and it is not an exaggeration to give them a score of 9 and 10.

A few people were annoyed that they knew that they were students of Wanhua Academy, and even if they had a clear conscience, they would give her two students a beat.

The provincial was beaten by a small academy with a little-known name, and the old man took the first place, and rubbed the faces of their three major academies on the ground.

Li Ziyu's six people and Kong Xun himself were all indifferent to this literary meeting, but who made these people look down on his family's little mountain chief and annoyed them.

Don't think they didn't see it, every time their own mountain chief went out to be a judge, someone chirped crookedly behind his back. said that she is a woman, how can He De be a judge of this literary meeting.

Worse still, the words spoken will be even more unpleasant.

If it weren't for the indifferent pressure of their hill chief, several people would have to go out to put sacks on people.

(End of chapter)