"What kind of competition is this? Calligraphy can still be copied. If the painting style is different, it will be a joke." A young lady immediately exploded, and she said something that many young ladies dare not say.

"How you understand it is your business. Now go and choose your test questions. By the way, the test questions are all sealed. What kind of test questions you choose depends on your fate." After explaining the rules, the old mama turned around and left.

Come on, many ladies are standing there blankly.

"Sister, what kind of competition is this?" Bai Wan'er asked miserably. She didn't feel aggrieved when she got a point in the competition just now. In this competition, she didn't even have the confidence to get a point.

"Sister Wan'er, haven't you seen it by now? The competitions in all events take into account the girls' ethics, moral character, and their ability to observe, judge, and analyze things." Bai Yang said this.

I didn’t avoid everyone during the show, and many ladies nodded secretly after hearing it. They had a new understanding of the finals.

"Sister, it's time to choose the test questions. How long are you going to stay here? When you don't get the questions, everything is unknown. Have some confidence in yourself and work hard to do your best." Bai Yang gave the two of them a sincere instruction.

The maid then went to the long table. Shan Zao said that her stomach was not feeling well, so Bai Yang asked her to go back and rest for a while.

"Miss, we are the first to come here to choose the test questions. I don't even know which one to choose." Shan Xing became worried when she saw the test questions sealed on the long table.

"This is calligraphy, and there is painting. You can just go and get two of them for me. Don't worry, who is your lady? Is there anything else that can be rare for me?" Bai Yangfeng Qingyun said.

He looked at the two maids calmly and said.

"Miss, I have the best luck. I'm going to help you get the test questions." Shanhua was infected by Bai Yang, so she volunteered and walked to the long table, and randomly selected two sealed paper bags and handed them to Bai Yang.

"Let's go over to the table over there. Are all the pens and ink ready?" Bai Yang asked easily as he took the test questions.

"Miss, everything is ready. We have also prepared our secret weapon according to your instructions."

With Bai Yang taking the lead, the ladies participating in the finals also took away the test questions one after another. They found a table and sat down. The ones with maids and wives were all nearby helping their ladies serve tea and snacks. They all looked the same.

Be prepared for a long-term battle.

"Miss, I'll go get a pot of hot tea too. Miss, you take your time and watch first."

"Shan Zao, why did you catch a cold if you didn't go to the toilet? I think it's not the lady who needs hot tea, but you. Okay, you stay here with the lady. I'll prepare hot tea and snacks for you."

"Shan Xing looked at Shan Zao strangely and said.

"Well, you go ahead, Shanhua, be more energetic." Bai Yang glanced at Shanhua, then looked at Shanzao and said.

"You're here, where are the children?" It turns out that this Shan Zao is Poison Lord in disguise.

"Don't worry, my prince brother-in-law took him away." Rockery Zao said in a low voice.

"I know you are not easy-going people. What's the latest situation? Where is he now?"

"He has been here for the past two days, and now he has sent his two children back. The latest news is that there was a fire in the backyard of your husband's house, and your parents-in-law were affected by the smoke. I guess I will look for you if you can't find him."

"Who did it?"

"They are fighting with each other and making trouble."

"What's his opinion?"

"Save if you can, but you can't save in vain. My brother-in-law said you understand."

"Go back and tell him that even if he gets angry, he has to wait until the finals are over."

"That's necessary. Let's see what your test questions are. Can I help?"

Bai Yang and Du Zun were chatting in a low voice, and Bai Yang also opened the test questions. There was a seven-character poem in a paper bag, and Bai Yang took a rough look at it. Regardless of the artistic conception and wording, it was perfect. But the paper seemed to have been wet with tea. There were a few

The writing in the place was blurry, or even just a big ink dot. When I opened the scroll and looked at the painting, I saw that it had the same flaws as the poem. The painting showed a horse grazing leisurely by the river. There were some wild flowers blooming on the green grass.

, the colors are not complicated, but dotted with the green grass, full of artistic conception of the alternation of spring and summer. There should be a weeping willow tree by the river, but now there are only trunks, branches, leaves and leaves soaked with water. It is like splashing on it casually.

Ink. The artistic conception of the whole painting should be the moment when the morning sun bursts out. Obviously, the person who painted this painting must be in a good mood at that time.

"Sister, Miss, I have seen this seven-character poem. It was hanging on the wall at that time. It is said to be the calligraphy treasure of the Prime Minister of the Yan Kingdom. It is very valuable to take it out." Du Zun almost lost his mind, Bai Yang also said

Got it.

"That's right, otherwise why would it be hung on the wall where you can see it? It seems like this is a fake prepared for the finals."

"It's a pity that I was in such a bad mood at that time that I couldn't remember all of this seven-character poem. Otherwise, I can help you." Du Zun was frustrated.

"It doesn't matter, I'll finish copying it later, miss. Just give me a long look." Bai Yang said, brushing his hand over the paper, and the cheating space started to copy. Soon a complete seven-character poem appeared in the

In Bai Yang's mind.

Du Zun also acted as the ink grinder, watching Bai Yang spread out a few pieces of white paper prepared in the paper bag. He picked up the pen and silently wrote the seven-character poem on the paper. The handwriting was beautiful and flying, and each stroke was full of sassiness.

His grace is as delicate as a girl's handwriting, but also as heroic as a man's.

"Miss, your handwriting is really good. Did you learn it from Master Yama?" Du Zun, who was standing next to him, praised and teased her sincerely.

"I'll settle the score with you when I go back without serious business. Do you think the original poem is like this?" Bai Yang asked casually, but in fact it was to cover up himself.

"That's probably it. Actually, I don't remember it very clearly. How did the lady come up with it?"

"Can you believe that your young lady has a bookstore in her bookstore?" Bai Yang joked, putting the poem aside.

"Believe it, miss, you said there is a city in your belly, and all the servants believe it." Du Zun also said with a smile.

The seven-character poem was copied, and after the ink was completely dry, the Shanhua on one side was carefully put into the paper bag together with the original paper. The calligraphy and painting competition was partially completed. Shanhua had already seen that Shanzao was no longer the original Shanzao.

I had a vague guess that it was Sister Ling whom my young lady suddenly met. At this time, Shan Xing also came back, poured a cup of hot tea and put it into Shan Zao's hand with a smile.

"You have frostbite. Drink this cup of tea first to warm yourself up. New snacks have been made in the kitchen, and it will be your turn to run errands later." Shan Xing made a pun.

"I know, I'll leave after the lady has finished copying the painting." Du Zun didn't want to go back so early. On the one hand, he wanted to help Bai Yang, and on the other hand, he wanted to remember his apprentice. He didn't expect that the finals of the five-year general election would be like this.

, how Ling Cai'er broke into the top ten all the time. She got her wish and entered the palace, and met her unlucky master. In the end, she died of her own poison. The more she learned about the finals of the five-year general election, the more she learned about it.

Her heart ached more and more. The emperor and the queen were both poisoned by each other, which could not reduce the pain in her heart. She also knew that Bai Yang and King Xiaoyao had not accomplished their great cause, and those two scum could not die now. Just for the sake of this palace, she was still alive for the time being.

You can't go back. If you don't add some more poison to them, you've already done your best to be benevolent and righteous. How can you detoxify them?

Bai Yang also knew that Du Zun's mood was complicated, so he let her watch him from the side. If she could feel better because of this, Bai Yang would not object to her participating early. The original plan was to wait until the last martial arts competition.

She replaced Shan Zao. On the one hand, she helped herself and on the other hand, she helped Lin Wei.

Bai Yang was thinking about his thoughts, and brushed the painting with one hand as before, and the space copy mode also started to work. It turned out that the thing beside the river was not a weeping willow, but a poplar tree, and the artistic conception of the whole picture was not that of the rising sun.

In the early morning, it was the setting sun. The bay-red horse was not gnawing grass leisurely, but was tied to a poplar tree. In this way, the artistic conception of the whole painting was completely different. It turned out to be

A portrait of returning from the war. Looking at the entire painting, the seal had been torn off. Bai Yang originally thought that this painting was also a fake prepared for the finals, but now she saw that this painting was not painted by Dayan people. Although the horse

There was no sign of fatigue, but he could tell from the lowered head and unkempt mane that he had traveled a long distance. Bai Yang had a bold guess in his mind that this painting was painted by someone from Beiling Continent. I have never heard of it.

There is a war over there, and the only possibility is to come back from hunting.

According to the copy of the painting in his mind, Bai Yang began to copy it carefully. His brain controlled his hands, and the hand holding the brush followed his heart. Although the copy was not a perfect replica, at first glance, the artistic conception of the painting could be seen.

This is also the most difficult question that Bai Yang has done in the finals so far.
Chapter completed!