The champion is my son

Chapter 209
Yun Ji didn't care about the ridicule around him, turned around and put the painting in front of the lecturer.

I saw a woman drawn on the paper. From the outline, it can be seen that the woman is smiling and playing with the fishing rod. In the distance, two children are holding a carp in their hands.

Only outline with lines, no color matching, this painting can only be regarded as the level of illustrations in enlightenment books.

But if you look closely, you can see the artistic conception in the painting.

Although Yun Ji's painting level is not as good as that of a master, he still has his own understanding of painting.

In addition to a poem on this painting, there is a line of explanation below: "The mother is happy when she catches the koi".

Looking at Yunji's poems, what is expressed is the happiness of mother and child.

Looking at the painting carefully again, there is a sense of lifelikeness.

The meaning in the poem and the meaning in the painting correspond so brilliantly that it cannot be regarded as an inferior work.

After whispering to each other, several teachers gave Yunji a good evaluation.After all, this painting is not good, it is not the mainstream, and it is just a wild way to pass the test.

"Leave the poems and paintings, and you go down." Mr. Lecturer said to Yunji.

Mrs. Chi was puzzled. Yun Ji told him the morning before yesterday that he painted his mother's fishing picture, and discussed the color matching and composition with him. How did it turn out to be such a bad painting today?
There must be a reason for this.

And ask in private.

"Teacher, I don't agree. Why can Jiang Yunji's paintings pass the test? What's wrong with him? Is it because the husband is partial to him?"

Some students stood up and asked.

All the faces present were frozen, there really was someone who dared to stand up and question the judgment of Mr.

"We didn't say it was good, it just barely passed the test." The lecturer looked up at the student and explained without anger.

His eyes were full of comfort, and he hoped that this scholar would have one thing more than one thing less, and stop picking bones.

"However, Jiang Yunji is a talent that can be seen among the students of the academy. Why did he show such a painting today? Is it true that what is revealed on weekdays is all false? If you don't give an explanation, wouldn't it be difficult to convince the public?" the scholar said. Still relentless.

Before Yunji could speak, Guan Shangxuan stood up and said, "Of course it's not an illusion, it's just someone..."

"Brother Xuan!" Yun Ji shouted, stopping him.

Guan Shangxuan looked at Yunji with puzzlement in his eyes.

"Why, is there something shameful that you can't tell?" Xie Fangheng said calmly.

Lu Yinzhuo almost rushed in, but the moment he saw Yunji, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them up.

They must have known about it, but they still defended me...

At that moment, Lu Yinzhuo wished he could tear Xie Fangheng to pieces.

A big mistake has been made, even if there are thousands of sharp mouths, I can't explain it clearly.

"I'm just not good at drawing." Yun Ji shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Brother Xuan and I have never learned to draw, and it is not easy to be able to draw outlines. After all, geniuses are not omnipotent. What you say about being talented doesn’t mean that my painting skills are innate, right? Don’t you think so, Senior Brother Xie?”

Yunji recalled carefully that neither he nor Guan Shangxuan had shown painting skills in the academy, so they could get by.As long as he doesn't admit it, who dares to punish him.

Guan Shangxuan understood what Yunji meant, took the bamboo tube and walked up to open his drawing paper.The above was painted in the same way as Yunji, but the technique is a little clumsy, so that people can see that it is not done by the same person.

"It's true that we haven't learned painting. Didn't there be people like us before? It's just that our techniques are different."

Guan Shangxuan said as he put the drawing paper in front of the teacher, waiting for the evaluation of the top three.

After looking at it, An Moxi said: "The poems and paintings are all created according to one's heart. No matter what the painting is or what the poem expresses, it should not be a final conclusion, so from what angle do you object? ?”

As soon as these words came out, the mouth of the scholar below was sealed.Mr. Lecturer signaled the two to go back and discuss in private.

Next came the presentations of other students.

until the end.

"Ninth 190th place, Lu Yinzhuo."

After all, he still couldn't escape, he had to go forward and face the eyes of everyone, most of them didn't know, and it was his heart that hurt.

Laughing behind his back is the despicable person who persecuted him.

"This is a student's painting." Lu Yinzhuo lowered his head halfway, took out the drawing paper from the bamboo tube, and showed it to everyone.

There was silence below.

what happened?

Lu Yinzhuo looked at the drawing paper, but there was nothing on it.

He was already nervous, and now his back felt chills. He stared at Xie Fangheng with wide eyes, and saw Xie Fangheng smiling, watching him make a fool of himself under the eyes of everyone.

Such a vicious plan.

Let him be dumb to eat Coptis chinensis, he can't tell the pain, it really is a good plan to kill two birds with one stone.

"Enjoy it." Xie Fangheng smiled and mouthed to Lu Yinzhuo.

There was an undercurrent in Fu Guangde's eyes.

"Senior brother Lu is in trouble, help him out." Yun Ji whispered to Guan Shangxuan as he stood up.

Guan Shangxuan grabbed Yunji's wrist and said, "If he stole ours..."

"Then he must have a reason." Yun Ji pulled Guan Shangxuan and ran out of the gate, leaving Huang Zhuyu and others looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Why help him?" Guan Shangxuan broke free from Yunji's hands and asked very unhappy.

Yun Ji raised his eyes and met Guan Shangxuan's face, "Until the truth comes to light, everyone is innocent." Yun Ji took out the paper and pen in his arms and spread them out on the stone table in the four-corner pavilion.

Seeing Guan Shangxuan standing numbly, he said loudly: "Hurry up and sharpen the ink!"

"...you!"

Reluctantly, Guan Shangxuan dipped a touch of water from the small pond beside him, found a broken tile to make an inkstone, and wet the small piece of ink wrapped in his arms to grind it.

This is what they carry on their bodies just in case.

It was too late, so I could only draw casually.So Yunji drew a mountain with a tree growing on it.Then two strokes outline the river.Then draw a small boat on the river surface, click on the boat, and it becomes the shape of a person.

With the fastest speed in his life, he wrote a fairly good little poem on weekdays, and signed Lu Yinzhuo's name.

"Fan the wind quickly, take it in when it's dry earlier."

The two were busy outside, but inside they were full of condemnation.

"Teacher, last time Jiang Yun and Guan Shangxuan still had something to show, Lu Yinzhuo handed over a blank sheet of paper, so I'm afraid we can't be forgiven lightly!"

"Yes, yes, this is a flagrant violation of the Academy's regulations, and must be punished severely according to the Academy's regulations."

Lu Yinzhuo looked at the students below who were booing one after another, wishing he could be expelled from the hospital immediately, the fire in his heart was extinguished bit by bit.

What did he do wrong to make them hate him so much?
"Quiet!" An Moxi rubbed her ears, so obviously targeted, did they think they were all blind?

(End of this chapter)