The days when I fished in Daming

There is always a divide between men and women.

When you are in love, stop at ritual.

Those who study painting are divided into two groups, with clear distinctions.

Zhu Jing sat at the head of the girls, quietly listening to the last class.

Zheng Xiong didn't look sideways, he stood on the podium and talked freely.

"This Marquis can teach you so much, it doesn't matter how much you learn."

"Painting is based on talent, but hard work on the other."

"The reason why you were screened earlier is also to allow you to go further."

"Nowadays, if you have good talent, you don't need to be proud, and if you have almost talent, you don't need to be discouraged."

"Diligence can make up for one's weakness, nothing can't be changed."

"Today is the last class of the Marquis. I will give you an assessment. Those who pass the assessment can officially join the government office. Those who fail, don't worry. You can continue to study here until the next time you pass the assessment, you can join the government office." .”

"The assessment is very simple. The first item is that Benhou is standing here. You have to draw Benhou within an hour."

"Start now."

The sun is shining brightly, and the summer weather is a bit hot.

Even though Zheng Xionghe and everyone covered the roof to shade the sun, beads of sweat still couldn't stop falling down.

For an hour, I wanted to be tormented.

In a tense atmosphere, it was difficult to get through.

When the sound of stopping came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and handed in the painting with trepidation.

After casually flipping through the pages twice and looking at two paintings, Zheng Xiong didn't do anything extra, but stood up and continued talking.

"Next, there is a special assessment, which is also the second item. This one is an extreme test of talent."

"It has no effect on the first assessment, and success or failure will not affect your joining the government office."

"Now, you draw the characters according to the description of my government's general judge, combined with the characteristics. Similarly, the time limit is one hour."

Tong San moved forward, saluted Zheng Xiong first, and then slowly described the characters in front of everyone.

"The person I asked you to draw has sword-like eyebrows and a high nose, a face like bronze, and piercing eyes. Three long beards hang down on his chest, and his wind is majestic."

After the judge finished speaking, he stood quietly aside.

That's it, it's too abstract.

There is a feeling of being unable to write.

Everyone was so anxious that they scratched their heads and looked at each other.

Zhu Jingjing even had the urge to hit someone.

Painting Zheng Xiong can barely do it, but how to paint such an abstract person is a problem.

It must be completed within the specified time, it is impossible to complete it, okay?

However, Zhu Jingjing is well-informed, and there may not be many references for drawing a small person.

The person described was able to find a few reference objects from those he knew, and thought of the most suitable one, using a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and began to paint.

Before Zhu Jingjing, some people had already begun to write, and there were quite a few.

Although I don't know what Zheng Xiong's intention is, but it doesn't matter anymore.

Being able to let Zheng Xiong be singled out for the assessment must have his own intentions, and naturally he will do his best.

Taking advantage of everyone's portraits, Zheng Xiong opened the first batch of paintings for review.

The paintings made from sketches are mainly similar in shape.

Add a little expression, that is, more rich.

For the first painting, Zheng Xiong directly gave a good review and accepted it directly.

Nothing else, the painting is quite handsome, and I have depicted my own characteristics, just like an approved picture, and must be admitted.

The second picture is much worse. Not only did it fail to draw its own characteristics, but it also gave the painting a three-point coolness and three-point sinisterness, so it must be rated negatively.

Zheng Xiong directly crossed it, even if the signature was Zhu Jingjing, Zheng Xiong was relentless and eliminated him.

My younger sister's drawing is not bad, she has a background in drawing comics, plus she has a lot of contact with Zheng Xiong, the Zheng Xiong she draws is not brilliant, but it is very similar.

Zheng Xiong was also admitted directly.

For the next paintings, it's okay to paint yourself in a normal way, as long as it's close to your own appearance, this will be directly accepted by Zheng Xiong.

As long as the paintings are outrageous, uglified, or even abstract, they will be ruthlessly crossed by Zheng Xiong, and they will stay to continue their studies.

Under Zheng Xiong's subjective influence, more than a thousand paintings were approved and revised quickly.

Qualified accounted for [-]%, and the teaching time was too short, so it was not so easy to complete quickly.

With these, Zheng Xiong is already very satisfied, and is not in a hurry.

At this time, an hour passed quietly, and everyone stopped writing.

The general judge was standing aside, seeing that it was over, he asked people to put away all the paintings.

After saluting with Zheng Xiong, he hurried away with the painting.

It made everyone confused.

"The Marquis has finished reading a thousand paintings. 300 people will be selected to officially join the government office. The rest will continue to work hard. There will be an assessment every month, and everyone will have a chance."

"Others, there is nothing to say. Those whose names are called, follow this Marquis to the government office to enter the roster."

"Zhu Yiqing."

"The students are here."

"Li Yiping."

"Fang Cheng, Zheng Xiu, Yang Minmin~"

Everyone, prick up your ears and listen to the roll call.

Zhu Jingjing was no exception, and she was a little excited. It is always a pleasure to be recognized.

It doesn't sound right to me.

I hand in the paper first, so it stands to reason that I should be the first to be reviewed, and, as a princess, I have a bit of preferential treatment no matter what!

As a result, Zheng Xiudu appeared.

Quite a few of the little sisters who followed me were called by name, not a few.

As the end draws to a close, Zhu Jingjing's gaze is rather unsightly, and Zheng Xiong's gaze becomes extremely dangerous even before he hears his own name.

"For those who haven't heard the name, take the painting back and look at it by yourself, and discuss the shortcomings with your companions."

"Whoever hears the name, follow Benhou."

The elation of ordinary people.

The girls who came to play tickets scratched their heads a little, looking at Zhu Jingjing and Zheng Xiong, not knowing how to make a choice.

"What are you still doing in a daze, go with Benhou, didn't you hear me?"

Although Zheng Xiong is harmless to humans and animals, he is not much older in terms of age.

But no one dared to ignore it, captured by Zheng Xiong's aura, the girls moved carefully and followed Zheng Xiong to leave.

Seeing that Zhu Jingjing didn't stop him, they all followed Zheng Xiong's footsteps and walked forward.

Silently watching Zheng Xiong leave.

Zhu Jingjing quickly ran to Zheng Xiong's location and flipped through his paintings.

The first one is that there are no bells and whistles, no comments, just a big fork.

Rao Zhu Jingjing was already extremely strong, biting her lips tightly to maintain her own image.

That expression of about to cry can't be hidden from anyone.

No one dared to persuade, and no one dared to touch Zhu Jingjing's brow at this time.

Her self-esteem suffered a huge blow, and Zhu Jingjing didn't have the face to stay here. She picked up the painting, held back the tears hanging in her eyes, and left full of resentment.

At a loss, I don't know where to go.

In a daze, he ran to the Prince's Mansion.

Zhu Biao was not there, and Chang's reception was on his behalf.

Holding Zhu Xiongying in his arms, Chang asked Zhu Jingjing.

"Jing Jing, I miss your eldest nephew! Come, give you a hug."

Zhu Jingjing forced a smile, took Zhu Xiongying, and replied.

(End of this chapter)