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Chapter 676 Window, Beauty and Womanizer
Chapter 676 Window, the Beauty and the Womanizer (3200 words compensation)
When the forest wind in the morning pushes the dull bell of the ancient bell on the top of Linlu Mountain into Dongli Xiaozhu.
Zhao Rong has opened his eyes.
He jumped out of bed like a carp.
Pushing open the window, facing the vibrant morning sun on the hilltop in the distance, squinting your eyes, and taking a deep breath.
Full of energy.
Zhao Rong rubbed his stomach, muttered something, then put on a cardigan, and ran to wash up.
Not long after, he cooked a pot of Hoto, which is noodle soup, in the kitchen. Most of it was filled, and the remaining half was well served. Zhao Rong put it on the stone table in the courtyard.
After tidying up, Zhao Rong hooked a small bookcase with two fingers and went out after eating and drinking.
Jia Tengying, who was still sleepy, poked his head out of the door, staring at the steaming bowl of Hoto in the empty courtyard and the lightly closed courtyard door.
Why do I feel that a certain roommate has been a little different since he came back...
Zhao Rong didn't know that he was so handsome that he came and went like the wind. If he knew, he would probably smile in embarrassment.
After a full night's sleep, he activated the activation state of his heart lake early, stepped on the fallen leaves, and rushed to the Mochi Academy.
I didn't feel much mental hunger when I woke up this morning. The two tubes of well water I drank yesterday are still effective, and I don't need to replenish them. They can last for two days.
Zhao Rong was quite satisfied.
He went out too early, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, and it was even more so when he arrived at the Mochi Academy, the corridor was empty.
But don't say that the king is early, and even the king is early.
The academy is close to the lakeside of Mochi, and from a distance, some hard-working students who are kings of introversion can be seen pacing and endorsing their books.
Zhao Rong smiled and went to the Renzihao examination room.
He was one of the first batch to arrive. He took out a chess book from his seat and looked down. As time went by, the examination rooms in the academy gradually became lively, and there were many people who came here because of Zhao Rong's incident yesterday. Students from other halls stopped outside the gate of Renzichang to 'look at the holy face'.
In this regard, Zhao Rong kept his ears to the outside world and turned over the chess records by himself.
In this way, when the bell rang at the second quarter of Chenzheng, the calligraphy assessment in the morning officially began.
Zhao Rong got the paper, spread it out on the table, took a rest, and smiled.
At the same time, in the Renzihao examination room, there was a burst of subconscious whispers among the candidates.
"Silence!" the new invigilator whispered.
The audience fell silent, and most of the students except Zhao Rong began to study ink and think with bitter faces.
Zhao Rong had already studied the ink, and his movements were methodical, and he began to lay down the paper and write the pen.
With a calm expression on his face, he glanced at the test questions again.
This time, Zhu Yourong did not test the students' copying of classic inscriptions on the spot like the last mid-month exam that Zhao Rong had heard about, but instead tested the students' free play on the spot.
The requirement for this scene was to improvise a calligraphy, and the theme given by the orchid lady was very simple: window.
Calligraphy only needs to have the word "window".
No wonder all the candidates lost their composure after getting the papers just now.
Zhu Yourong's requirements for students' calligraphy are already strict, and the correction of the papers is also known for being strict. For the students, the words in this assessment must be 'too many mistakes and many mistakes'. If you write too much, it is easy to leak flaws.
If the number of words required for the paper is less, around a dozen or so, they can use their best few words and some of the words that Zhu Yourong has taught them to make up a short sentence and try their best to put the best words together. A good level of presentation.
It's a pity that now, thirty different characters are tested...
Zhao Rong's complexion did not change, no surprise.
He had already guessed that betting on questions was almost useless, so he focused on teaching the basic skills of Yongzi and Bafa last night in Zhengyi Hall and Zhixing Hall.
It's just that I don't know how much the students of the two schools have listened to.
"window……"
Zhao Rong, who was sitting in the open-air examination room, turned his head to look in the direction of Dongli Xiaozhu, and then turned his head to look in the direction of Yilanxuan.
A dark window slowly appeared in his mind.
Zhao Rong leaned over the desk and waved his pen directly.
The pen walks like a dragon, and it is done in one stroke.
More than 30 characters, less than [-] breaths, will appear on the paper.
According to the old rules, without wasting time, Zhao Rong went directly to the stage, handed in the papers and left.
I didn't even bring back the bookcase test kit, because there was another test in the afternoon, and I had to come back to continue the test.
So, under the eyes of the invigilator in the Renzihao examination room who raised his eyebrows, Zhao Rong turned his head and left, leaving only the invigilator and all the candidates including Li Xueyou to look at their backs.
Then Zhao Rong, who left the Renzihao examination room, once again set foot on the empty lakeside promenade, passing by Xin, Geng, Ji, E, D, C, B, and A in turn outside the eight examination rooms.
Many students in the eight examination rooms turned their heads in a daze, looking at the back of the student who was the first to hand in their papers and leave the hall on the corridor, and began to wonder if they were taking the same set of papers...
Zhao Rong carried out the principle of being a man like the wind, and left Mochi Academy without looking back, and returned to Dongli Xiaozhu.
At noon, after Zhao Rong had a hearty lunch, he didn't take a nap. He found that the sleep supplement at night was enough to activate the heart lake during the day to consume mental and physical energy, as long as the nutrition of three meals a day could keep up.
Zhao Rong continued to review the weakest chess skills at noon, looking at the chess records and recalling Li Xueyou's chess remedial lessons and betting questions last night.
So noon passed in the blink of an eye.
In the afternoon, Zhao Rong arrived at the Renzihao examination room on time, and a group of bored students from other schools came here admiringly, with strange eyes wanting to watch the 'monkeys', Zhao Rong also ignored them as 'monkeys', bowed his head and flipped through the book.
Before the second quarter, the painting art assessment in the afternoon started on time.
Zhao Rong got the test paper, reviewed the questions, and found that it was another question for free play.
In short, it means that the examinees can draw almost anything, and the masters of painting can improve their marks.
This degree of freedom is great.
Zhao Rong thought of the burly gentleman who taught the arts of painting, his temperament was really carefree and forthright, just like the questions he posed.
Zhao Rong smiled and took out the painting tools.
After thinking for a while, he decided to draw figure paintings, and it was the "beauty portrait" in figure paintings.
The painting of beautiful women is called under the mountain, and it is called fairy painting on the mountain.
Because at the foot of the mountain, painters mainly paint ladies, noble ladies, and princesses; while on the mountain, painters mainly paint fairies, goddesses, fox goblins, etc. The titles change for different audiences.
Therefore, it can also be called beauty painting, which is simple and easy to understand, but it is one of the art forms of beauty painting, not all of them.
What, you ask, there are other kinds of beauties?
Zhao Rong suggested that this question should be asked to the knowledgeable Fan Yushu instead of asking him. As we all know, he is a decent person and only paints decent beauties.
At this time, Zhao Rong said in his heart: "You have to draw three, and you can't treat one more than another."
A purple-clothed sword spirit suddenly asked curiously, "What do you want to draw?"
Zhao Rong answered honestly, "Beauty."
"Nonsense, I am asking who you want to draw."
Zhao Rong nodded seriously: "The painting of beauties, of course, is to paint the most beautiful women."
Jian Ling glanced at her mouth, "Tsk tsk, the most beautiful woman? Her cultivation level is not high, and her tone is not small. Are you sure you have seen it before? I have seen many beauties. As for the most beautiful one... well, of course there are, you Would you like me to provide it to you?"
Zhao Rong immediately shook his head, "No, I already have three of the most beautiful women in the world, and the ones I'm already familiar with can't be more familiar, don't say that beauty is hard to draw, even..."
He quickly shut up.
Gui curiously asked, "What is it?"
"Nothing." Zhao Rong nodded sincerely.
But quietly swallowed the sentence "I can draw it in detail even if it's hair".
Gui muttered in dissatisfaction, "Pretending to be a ghost."
Zhao Rong smiled, did not explain, bowed his head and conceived carefully, and decided to use the perspective method he had learned in his previous life to draw this "Picture of the Beauty of the Qi Family"...
Zhao Rong rolled up his sleeves and began to compose the picture.
The sword spirit in the heart lake was a little bored, ready to rest, but suddenly noticed that there seemed to be murmurs in the heart lake.
It listened to God.
It was a guy subconsciously murmuring while immersed in the scroll of beauties:
"A person with a lotus face and a distant mountain must be Qing Jun, a person with a cherry mouth and a small waist must be small, and a person with golden lotus feet and peach blossoms who laughs must be Qian'er..."
"Beauty should have attitude, spirit, fun, affection, and heart..."
"Beauties have attitude. The starry eyes are slightly angry, and the black eyebrows are dizzy. I love Qingjun's thin anger; pear blossoms are raining, and cicadas are showing their autumn skills. I love the little weeping; clouds are scattered on the temples. The embroidered screen is reclining, I love Qian'er's lazy sleeping state."
"Beauties have affection. Sitting in the small window of Qingjun is quiet affection; Qian'er's delicate words are tenderness; stupid little ignorance and no night, laughing and crying are infatuation..."
Sword Spirit, who was about to sneer at "boring", couldn't help but opened his eyes, and continued to listen.
"Beauties are interesting. The face in the mirror, the shadow under the moon, the shape of the curtain... Empty and interesting, it is Qing Jun; Slightly drunk, half-removed make-up, just back from sleep... Don't be funny, it is Qian'er; Wind sweats, lovesickness tears , Yunyumeng...it's so interesting, it's stupid."
"Beauties also have spirits. Qing Jun, the expression is like a jade pot of ice; Qian'er, the spirit is as sleepy as nephrite; Xiaoxiao, the spirit floats lightly like the fragrance of tea, like a wisp of smoke, scattered and quickly collected..."
Gui eavesdropped for a while, then curled his lips and poohed to express his disdain:
"Zhao Rong, you are a womanizer, you can do so much work by drawing a picture of a beauty in the exam, if you spend half of this energy on the practice, you will already be awe-inspiring... You really are not doing your job properly."
After complaining, he deliberately didn't wait for Zhao Rong's reaction, and the sword spirit slipped away without giving him a chance to fight back.
Zhao Rong smiled inwardly, didn't care, and continued to focus on outlining the paintings:
"Well, the costumes of the three beauties are also indispensable...Clothes are also suitable at times. Spring clothes should be bright, summer clothes should be cool, autumn clothes should be elegant, and winter clothes should be colorful; when you meet guests, you should wear clothes in villages, and when traveling far away, you should wear light clothes. Plain clothes are suitable for flowers, and beautiful clothes are suitable for snow; even if you don't wear these, the hairpin and thorn skirt cloth is also very elegant..."
"Also, the places where the three 'beauties' live in this picture...the bonsai and the vase with branches are indispensable. The covered flowers are the shadows of the beauties, and the beauties are the real flowers, and they complement each other..."
Zhao Rong leaned back and smiled knowingly.
An exam that was supposed to be decided quickly, but Zhao Rong became more and more leisurely and happy, and he was not in a hurry. He gradually completed the picture of "The Beauty of the Qi Family" in his mind. ".
So it was rare for Zhao Rong not to be the first to hand in the paper for the painting art test, which made many students in the examination room secretly relieved. After all, it is too cruel to be the first to hand in the paper every time...
……
PS: Arrived despite being late.Brothers, Xiaorong passed his thesis defense!Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'm finally going to lose my job, no, I'm graduating!
(End of this chapter)
When the forest wind in the morning pushes the dull bell of the ancient bell on the top of Linlu Mountain into Dongli Xiaozhu.
Zhao Rong has opened his eyes.
He jumped out of bed like a carp.
Pushing open the window, facing the vibrant morning sun on the hilltop in the distance, squinting your eyes, and taking a deep breath.
Full of energy.
Zhao Rong rubbed his stomach, muttered something, then put on a cardigan, and ran to wash up.
Not long after, he cooked a pot of Hoto, which is noodle soup, in the kitchen. Most of it was filled, and the remaining half was well served. Zhao Rong put it on the stone table in the courtyard.
After tidying up, Zhao Rong hooked a small bookcase with two fingers and went out after eating and drinking.
Jia Tengying, who was still sleepy, poked his head out of the door, staring at the steaming bowl of Hoto in the empty courtyard and the lightly closed courtyard door.
Why do I feel that a certain roommate has been a little different since he came back...
Zhao Rong didn't know that he was so handsome that he came and went like the wind. If he knew, he would probably smile in embarrassment.
After a full night's sleep, he activated the activation state of his heart lake early, stepped on the fallen leaves, and rushed to the Mochi Academy.
I didn't feel much mental hunger when I woke up this morning. The two tubes of well water I drank yesterday are still effective, and I don't need to replenish them. They can last for two days.
Zhao Rong was quite satisfied.
He went out too early, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, and it was even more so when he arrived at the Mochi Academy, the corridor was empty.
But don't say that the king is early, and even the king is early.
The academy is close to the lakeside of Mochi, and from a distance, some hard-working students who are kings of introversion can be seen pacing and endorsing their books.
Zhao Rong smiled and went to the Renzihao examination room.
He was one of the first batch to arrive. He took out a chess book from his seat and looked down. As time went by, the examination rooms in the academy gradually became lively, and there were many people who came here because of Zhao Rong's incident yesterday. Students from other halls stopped outside the gate of Renzichang to 'look at the holy face'.
In this regard, Zhao Rong kept his ears to the outside world and turned over the chess records by himself.
In this way, when the bell rang at the second quarter of Chenzheng, the calligraphy assessment in the morning officially began.
Zhao Rong got the paper, spread it out on the table, took a rest, and smiled.
At the same time, in the Renzihao examination room, there was a burst of subconscious whispers among the candidates.
"Silence!" the new invigilator whispered.
The audience fell silent, and most of the students except Zhao Rong began to study ink and think with bitter faces.
Zhao Rong had already studied the ink, and his movements were methodical, and he began to lay down the paper and write the pen.
With a calm expression on his face, he glanced at the test questions again.
This time, Zhu Yourong did not test the students' copying of classic inscriptions on the spot like the last mid-month exam that Zhao Rong had heard about, but instead tested the students' free play on the spot.
The requirement for this scene was to improvise a calligraphy, and the theme given by the orchid lady was very simple: window.
Calligraphy only needs to have the word "window".
No wonder all the candidates lost their composure after getting the papers just now.
Zhu Yourong's requirements for students' calligraphy are already strict, and the correction of the papers is also known for being strict. For the students, the words in this assessment must be 'too many mistakes and many mistakes'. If you write too much, it is easy to leak flaws.
If the number of words required for the paper is less, around a dozen or so, they can use their best few words and some of the words that Zhu Yourong has taught them to make up a short sentence and try their best to put the best words together. A good level of presentation.
It's a pity that now, thirty different characters are tested...
Zhao Rong's complexion did not change, no surprise.
He had already guessed that betting on questions was almost useless, so he focused on teaching the basic skills of Yongzi and Bafa last night in Zhengyi Hall and Zhixing Hall.
It's just that I don't know how much the students of the two schools have listened to.
"window……"
Zhao Rong, who was sitting in the open-air examination room, turned his head to look in the direction of Dongli Xiaozhu, and then turned his head to look in the direction of Yilanxuan.
A dark window slowly appeared in his mind.
Zhao Rong leaned over the desk and waved his pen directly.
The pen walks like a dragon, and it is done in one stroke.
More than 30 characters, less than [-] breaths, will appear on the paper.
According to the old rules, without wasting time, Zhao Rong went directly to the stage, handed in the papers and left.
I didn't even bring back the bookcase test kit, because there was another test in the afternoon, and I had to come back to continue the test.
So, under the eyes of the invigilator in the Renzihao examination room who raised his eyebrows, Zhao Rong turned his head and left, leaving only the invigilator and all the candidates including Li Xueyou to look at their backs.
Then Zhao Rong, who left the Renzihao examination room, once again set foot on the empty lakeside promenade, passing by Xin, Geng, Ji, E, D, C, B, and A in turn outside the eight examination rooms.
Many students in the eight examination rooms turned their heads in a daze, looking at the back of the student who was the first to hand in their papers and leave the hall on the corridor, and began to wonder if they were taking the same set of papers...
Zhao Rong carried out the principle of being a man like the wind, and left Mochi Academy without looking back, and returned to Dongli Xiaozhu.
At noon, after Zhao Rong had a hearty lunch, he didn't take a nap. He found that the sleep supplement at night was enough to activate the heart lake during the day to consume mental and physical energy, as long as the nutrition of three meals a day could keep up.
Zhao Rong continued to review the weakest chess skills at noon, looking at the chess records and recalling Li Xueyou's chess remedial lessons and betting questions last night.
So noon passed in the blink of an eye.
In the afternoon, Zhao Rong arrived at the Renzihao examination room on time, and a group of bored students from other schools came here admiringly, with strange eyes wanting to watch the 'monkeys', Zhao Rong also ignored them as 'monkeys', bowed his head and flipped through the book.
Before the second quarter, the painting art assessment in the afternoon started on time.
Zhao Rong got the test paper, reviewed the questions, and found that it was another question for free play.
In short, it means that the examinees can draw almost anything, and the masters of painting can improve their marks.
This degree of freedom is great.
Zhao Rong thought of the burly gentleman who taught the arts of painting, his temperament was really carefree and forthright, just like the questions he posed.
Zhao Rong smiled and took out the painting tools.
After thinking for a while, he decided to draw figure paintings, and it was the "beauty portrait" in figure paintings.
The painting of beautiful women is called under the mountain, and it is called fairy painting on the mountain.
Because at the foot of the mountain, painters mainly paint ladies, noble ladies, and princesses; while on the mountain, painters mainly paint fairies, goddesses, fox goblins, etc. The titles change for different audiences.
Therefore, it can also be called beauty painting, which is simple and easy to understand, but it is one of the art forms of beauty painting, not all of them.
What, you ask, there are other kinds of beauties?
Zhao Rong suggested that this question should be asked to the knowledgeable Fan Yushu instead of asking him. As we all know, he is a decent person and only paints decent beauties.
At this time, Zhao Rong said in his heart: "You have to draw three, and you can't treat one more than another."
A purple-clothed sword spirit suddenly asked curiously, "What do you want to draw?"
Zhao Rong answered honestly, "Beauty."
"Nonsense, I am asking who you want to draw."
Zhao Rong nodded seriously: "The painting of beauties, of course, is to paint the most beautiful women."
Jian Ling glanced at her mouth, "Tsk tsk, the most beautiful woman? Her cultivation level is not high, and her tone is not small. Are you sure you have seen it before? I have seen many beauties. As for the most beautiful one... well, of course there are, you Would you like me to provide it to you?"
Zhao Rong immediately shook his head, "No, I already have three of the most beautiful women in the world, and the ones I'm already familiar with can't be more familiar, don't say that beauty is hard to draw, even..."
He quickly shut up.
Gui curiously asked, "What is it?"
"Nothing." Zhao Rong nodded sincerely.
But quietly swallowed the sentence "I can draw it in detail even if it's hair".
Gui muttered in dissatisfaction, "Pretending to be a ghost."
Zhao Rong smiled, did not explain, bowed his head and conceived carefully, and decided to use the perspective method he had learned in his previous life to draw this "Picture of the Beauty of the Qi Family"...
Zhao Rong rolled up his sleeves and began to compose the picture.
The sword spirit in the heart lake was a little bored, ready to rest, but suddenly noticed that there seemed to be murmurs in the heart lake.
It listened to God.
It was a guy subconsciously murmuring while immersed in the scroll of beauties:
"A person with a lotus face and a distant mountain must be Qing Jun, a person with a cherry mouth and a small waist must be small, and a person with golden lotus feet and peach blossoms who laughs must be Qian'er..."
"Beauty should have attitude, spirit, fun, affection, and heart..."
"Beauties have attitude. The starry eyes are slightly angry, and the black eyebrows are dizzy. I love Qingjun's thin anger; pear blossoms are raining, and cicadas are showing their autumn skills. I love the little weeping; clouds are scattered on the temples. The embroidered screen is reclining, I love Qian'er's lazy sleeping state."
"Beauties have affection. Sitting in the small window of Qingjun is quiet affection; Qian'er's delicate words are tenderness; stupid little ignorance and no night, laughing and crying are infatuation..."
Sword Spirit, who was about to sneer at "boring", couldn't help but opened his eyes, and continued to listen.
"Beauties are interesting. The face in the mirror, the shadow under the moon, the shape of the curtain... Empty and interesting, it is Qing Jun; Slightly drunk, half-removed make-up, just back from sleep... Don't be funny, it is Qian'er; Wind sweats, lovesickness tears , Yunyumeng...it's so interesting, it's stupid."
"Beauties also have spirits. Qing Jun, the expression is like a jade pot of ice; Qian'er, the spirit is as sleepy as nephrite; Xiaoxiao, the spirit floats lightly like the fragrance of tea, like a wisp of smoke, scattered and quickly collected..."
Gui eavesdropped for a while, then curled his lips and poohed to express his disdain:
"Zhao Rong, you are a womanizer, you can do so much work by drawing a picture of a beauty in the exam, if you spend half of this energy on the practice, you will already be awe-inspiring... You really are not doing your job properly."
After complaining, he deliberately didn't wait for Zhao Rong's reaction, and the sword spirit slipped away without giving him a chance to fight back.
Zhao Rong smiled inwardly, didn't care, and continued to focus on outlining the paintings:
"Well, the costumes of the three beauties are also indispensable...Clothes are also suitable at times. Spring clothes should be bright, summer clothes should be cool, autumn clothes should be elegant, and winter clothes should be colorful; when you meet guests, you should wear clothes in villages, and when traveling far away, you should wear light clothes. Plain clothes are suitable for flowers, and beautiful clothes are suitable for snow; even if you don't wear these, the hairpin and thorn skirt cloth is also very elegant..."
"Also, the places where the three 'beauties' live in this picture...the bonsai and the vase with branches are indispensable. The covered flowers are the shadows of the beauties, and the beauties are the real flowers, and they complement each other..."
Zhao Rong leaned back and smiled knowingly.
An exam that was supposed to be decided quickly, but Zhao Rong became more and more leisurely and happy, and he was not in a hurry. He gradually completed the picture of "The Beauty of the Qi Family" in his mind. ".
So it was rare for Zhao Rong not to be the first to hand in the paper for the painting art test, which made many students in the examination room secretly relieved. After all, it is too cruel to be the first to hand in the paper every time...
……
PS: Arrived despite being late.Brothers, Xiaorong passed his thesis defense!Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'm finally going to lose my job, no, I'm graduating!
(End of this chapter)
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