Reborn into a tyrant's sweet and soft petite bag

Chapter 36

When everyone heard this, they immediately sighed, "So it's the Seventh Princess! It really is a family, and they are all so good-looking."

"God owes me a sister!"

Qin Huaijin let go and let Qin Ci walk into the crowd. For a moment, everyone surrounded the little girl, boasting from her hair to the soles of her feet.

Seeing this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

At first he was worried that the little girl would be left out, but now it seems that he is superfluous.

After sending Qin Ci off, he had more important things to do, so he turned and left Class B.

Everyone was vying to sit with the little princess, Qin Jinxiu pulled the little girl over, "Let's go, let's go, Qin Ci is sitting with this princess."

One by one, Xiao Ci'er is her niece, what's the matter with them.

Seeing this, everyone immediately fell silent and returned to their seats.

The eldest princess is well-known both at home and abroad for being domineering and domineering. Who would dare to provoke her.

"Boom-"

The bell in the clock tower of the Royal Academy was rung, indicating that classes were about to begin.

Qin Jinxiu immediately felt like sitting on a blanket when he heard the bell.

Immediately, he took out the unfinished rice paper from his schoolbag, and skillfully pulled away the homework of the student behind him, "Have you finished writing it? Take it for me to copy."

Qin Ci sat aside and watched.

Hugging Buddha's feet temporarily, she was the same in her previous life.

Qin Jinxiu operated like a tiger for a while, and explained to Qin Ci after writing quickly, "Don't think that this place is far from the podium, but there are many academic masters around here. If you haven't finished your homework, you can borrow the answer at your fingertips."

To put it bluntly, it is convenient to make up homework.

The voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and Zheng Tan who was next door could hear her clearly, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

It is said that a woman's lack of talent is virtue, but now under the emperor's rule, women can also enter and leave the academy.

She turned her eyes to Xu Che who looked at her from time to time.

A fat and rude woman like Qin Jinxiu, even if she is a princess, is nothing more than an embroidered pillow.

Isn't Xu Che still in love with Zheng Tan?

At this time, the master stepped on the spot and walked in.

He stroked his beard and said, "Today we are going to paint peonies. Everyone, take out your painting tools to paint this painting of my master."

As he spoke, he placed his favorite work on the podium.

Qin Ci had already prepared the painting tools. She held the wolf hair, and her eyes were full of excitement and passion.

Xu Shi has been interested in painting since she was a child, and her painting skills have reached the pinnacle level, but after Mu Yanran took control of her, she broke her tendons and became a useless person.

She looked at her small hands that looked like suet jade.

Only trash can make the same mistakes again, she doesn't care whether Mu Yanran is reborn or not, sooner or later the blame will be settled!
On the stage.

"Next, let's pick up the painting. My master will pick one person to copy on stage. After the painting is finished, the painter will then select other students, and so on, to see who can copy the most authentically."

The master glanced around the class and settled on Zheng Tan, "Zheng Tan, your painting skills are the best in the class, why don't you start."

Hearing this, Zheng Tan was as proud as a little peacock, stood up and walked towards the podium.

In the middle of the walk, her foot slipped. Seeing this, Xu Che, who was sitting by the side of the aisle, immediately stood up and supported her.

Qin Jinxiu could see clearly from behind, tightly clutching the wolf hair in his hand, gnashing his teeth with hatred.

What a shameless couple.

Cursing in her heart, she didn't pay attention to her hand, and the wolf hair, which was about as thick as a finger, was snapped off by her!
The sawdust pierced her palm, and she burst into tears in pain, and growled, "Ci'ao——"

When Qin Ci heard the voice, she turned her head and looked over, only to see that the white and tender palm was now bleeding out.

She quickly took out a clean embroidered handkerchief, "Aunt Huang, hold the wound and I'll bandage it for you."

On the stage, Zheng Tan held the wolf hair and painted the peony so vividly that everyone took advantage of it and didn't notice anything strange about Qin Jinxiu.

After finishing the last stroke, she retracted the wolf hair, and everyone looked at the painting that was exactly the same as the master's peony painting, and praised it again and again.

"Zheng Tan deserves to be the Danqing Fairy of the Royal Academy. The peonies he painted are just like the real ones."

Hearing the continuous praise from below, Zheng Tan was delighted and began to display the exclusive skill of painting with his left hand.

Master Wei also showed appreciation in his eyes, "Zheng Tan, order a student."

Zheng Tan fixed his eyes on Qin Jinxiu, and said delicately, "Qin Jinxiu, didn't Jinxiu always say that his paintings are better than mine?"

Hasn't Qin Jinxiu always been on top?Then she will make her embarrass herself in front of everyone.

The girl broke out in a cold sweat from the pain. Hearing the words, she resisted the pain and refused, "This princess is injured, so if you don't want to draw, you can find someone else."

When everyone heard the words, they looked over in unison.

Sadly they're not concerned with the wounds, but with the gossip:

"My God, what a coincidence, did the eldest princess not want to go on stage and intentionally harmed herself?"

Immediately, someone echoed, "The eldest princess really does everything she can to avoid making a fool of herself."

Xu Che frowned slightly, his brows and eyes were full of disgust.

The voice was very small, but it didn't prevent Qin Jinxiu from hearing. She was furious and was about to stand up, but Qin Ci stood up before her.

Her voice was cold and crisp, "Aunt Huang is injured, can this princess take her place?"

Looking at her icy gaze, Zheng Tan couldn't help shivering. She was obviously a five-year-old child, but it made her feel endlessly oppressed.

"Can……"

Because Qin Jinxiu was seriously injured, she was taken down to be bandaged. Qin Ci picked up the painting tools and came to the stage to start coloring and painting.

Zheng Tan staggered back to his seat.

When he looked at Qin Ci again, the fear in his eyes disappeared without a trace.

She was so dazed that she was frightened by a child.

Hehe, the Seventh Princess is probably good at showing off her abilities. She doesn't believe that a five-year-old child can draw better than her. I'm afraid she can't even assign colors. She will be happy to make jokes when the time comes.

Thanks to Mu Yanran being repeatedly frustrated by her, it was really useless.

Qin Ci adjusted her color slowly, and began to outline the lines like a superficial touch.

Under the stage, some students persuaded, "Princess Seven, come down, let alone you, even in the entire academy, there are few people who can compare with Zheng Tan."

"That's right, Seventh Princess, don't waste your time."

Xu Che couldn't help but say, "Zheng Tan's painting skills are at their peak, Seventh Princess, even if you admit defeat, no one will laugh at you." There was a hint of pride in the words.

His Tan Er makes him proud every time.

Qin Ci said quietly, "It means that your skills are not as good as others. Before you can speak, you still have to learn to be a human being. If you can't do it, it doesn't mean that this princess can't do it."

What she drew today is not only the competition, but also the face.

Xu Che's face was flushed red by her few words, he opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.

People in the royal family are really cheap!
Everyone was waiting to see the show. At this moment, a student stood up in amazement, "Look, the seventh princess has been drawn!"

With a cry of surprise, everyone hurriedly looked at the canvas, only to see that on the rice paper of worship, peonies had already jumped out of the paper.

The blossoming is lifelike, with red flowers and green leaves, and everyone holds their breath.

(End of this chapter)