The three of them were sitting in their own seats, and there was plenty of space inside. The three of them didn't feel crowded at all when they were together, and they could even take a few steps back and forth. There is a table in each class of Jiajia. On the table are pens, inks, paper and inkstones, some fruits, and pastries. Next to the table is a piano. I have to say that the preparation alone is really impressive.
Yiyi was very curious and could feel the people coming and going around her. She couldn't control her heart and stretched out her hand to open the bamboo curtain to take a look at the scene outside.
Yingping looked at it and quickly held his sister's hand, fearing that she would open the bamboo curtain and let people outside see him. Seeing her brother being so cautious, Yiyi couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She complained: "I've brought people out and I still don't let them have fun... It's really boring..."
Seeing his sister's dissatisfied face, Yingping blushed. He found a reason and said: "I...I don't want to be recognized."
Hearing what Yingping said, Yiyi snorted lightly and didn't know what to say, so she returned to her seat honestly.
Yingping looked around and seemed to still feel uneasy. He simply took out a handkerchief from his arms, tore it open and wrapped it around his face.
Seeing Yingping's exaggerated behavior, Ye Changshan couldn't help but laugh or cry, but before he could start teasing, he heard Dao Yingping say seriously -
"If anyone sees me later, they'll say I'm disfigured."
"Pfft-" Ye Changshan couldn't help but laugh.
Seeing that Ye Changshan still had no formal appearance, Yingping was a little anxious and solemnly emphasized: "I'm not joking with you! Did you hear me?"
"Yes...yes..." Ye Changshan agreed while suppressing a smile.
Seeing Ye Changshan nod, Yingping felt relieved.
At this time, Yingping finally had time to think about what the young man said along the way. The young man just introduced that this conference seemed to be sponsored by Lan Qiufang, but it caused quite a sensation in Chang'an. Each academy sends out its most talented students in order to make a splash and make the name of their academy even more famous——
That's right, showing off your talents in front of so many people is indeed a good opportunity to become famous. It's no wonder that these first-class seats, except for a few recognized talents in Beijing, have already been occupied by some larger academies.
On the way here just now, Yingping learned that this conference will conduct competitions in four categories: piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and even invited some of the most famous masters in Chang'an to come. The evaluation at this conference is more professional and authoritative. Since Ying Ping came late, the 'chess' and 'painting' games were over, so it was better to decide the winner in the chess game. I heard that the winner was Mr. Su. As for the painting competition, all the talents collected their works together. , handed it over to several painting masters invited by Lan Qiufang for tasting. Listening to the young man's vivid description, I am afraid that the first place in the 'painting' competition will also be won by Mr. Su. If two of the four competitions are successful, Being captured by Mr. Su, it seems that this person does have some talent.
However, Yingping was not very interested in the so-called title of 'Number One Talent'. His purpose this time was to learn about Tang Dynasty.
Suddenly, there was a commotion not far away, and then the voices of several women reached my ears——
"Look! It's Mr. Su!"
"Where is it, where is it——"
"Over there! The one in the white robe -"
"Young Master Su is indeed a talented person! I'm afraid Young Master Jiang is just like this, right?"
"Mr. Jiang? Let me tell you, Mr. Jiang's appearance is probably worse than Mr. Su's..."
Listening to the nymphomaniacs and gossips of these women, Yingping felt a chill. Fortunately, Cui Qinglan is not here for the time being. If she heard you chattering here, she would tear you apart.
However, despite his contempt, Yingping was really curious about Mr. Su. He followed the sound and saw that the originally crowded crowd suddenly made a way, and then several young men walked out of the crowd. The leader among them was His face showed confidence, his steps were steady, and his white robe was extremely clean. At first glance, he looked really elegant and graceful. The young master seemed to be used to being surrounded by stars, and he also enjoyed being the center of attention. Feel.
Is this man what people call Mr. Su? Ying Ping guessed in his mind.
The people watching were naturally very curious about this influential figure in Chang'an City, and they all wanted to have a glimpse of his style. For a while, the people standing in the back row were jostling each other, and the people in the front row kept rushing forward after being hit.
Seeing this situation, several attendants following Mr. Su suddenly shouted loudly——
"Stay back, stay back! Do you hear me?"
"Get out of the way! Get out of my way!"
"Why are you squeezing!? If you bump into my young master, be careful and beat you!"
Amidst the scoldings of these followers, the restless crowd gradually calmed down, making the originally harmonious atmosphere a bit awkward.
Mr. Su didn't seem to mind that his followers were so cruel to everyone. His expression didn't change at all, he still kept a calm smile and walked straight to the pavilion.
Yingping couldn't help but frown. Dogs rely on human power. If their owners hadn't let them go, how could these dogs dare to bark so arrogantly? Due to this incident, Yingping's impression of Mr. Su was extremely bad.
Su Gongzi came to the pavilion with the support of his entourage. At this time, many people had come to the pavilion one after another. These people could appear in the center of the conference. Naturally, they were all famous talents and talented women in the capital, as well as other people who wanted to be famous. The leader of the academy. Seeing Mr. Su arriving, these people stood up to greet each other and greeted each other——
"Mr. Su, I am so happy and congratulated that I won the first prize in the chess competition this morning!"
"The concession is just a sign of mercy from Brother Chen." Mr. Su said with a smile.
"Hey - Mr. Su is so humble! I work hard, why should I be merciful?" said the young man named Chen.
"It's just a win. If Brother Chen is more lucky next time, I'm afraid I will be the loser——"
"Hahaha--"
Mr. Su seems to have a good relationship with Mr. Chen. The two joke with each other and are not competitive at all.
"I just heard Master Wang say that Mr. Su is probably the most talented in painting," another young man next to him agreed.
"Brother Huang, please don't say anything nonsense. The results of this competition have not yet come out. How dare Su be praised like this?"
"Haha, who in Chang'an doesn't know Brother Su's superb painting skills?"
"yes--"
"As soon as Mr. Su takes action, you will know if there is any."
"Master Su has won the second place in the four competitions. Let's see, let's not compete in the next one -"
Everyone flattered him with every word, as if Mr. Su had really embraced the title of 'The No. 1 Talented Man in Chang'an'.
Mr. Su humbly said, "Don't you dare, don't you dare", "Where is that?", but how could there be any hint of humility in his expression? He obviously took great advantage of the admiration from everyone.
After greeting everyone, Mr. Su noticed a trace of disharmony - everyone present, whether they were familiar with each other or not, came forward to congratulate each other in a friendly manner, but there was no movement at all in the northeast corner. , and also lowered the bamboo curtains on all sides to completely cover the inside, as if they were incompatible with the outside world.
Mr. Su's sudden silence attracted the attention of many people. Everyone followed his gaze and looked in that direction, also showing doubts.
"Who is this..." someone asked in a low voice.
"I don't know, there's no one there this morning..."
"Since everyone is here, why don't you come out and say hello to everyone? How about making yourself familiar?"
"Perhaps I feel that I am not talented enough and I am embarrassed to show up..."
"Hahaha--"
"It makes sense, hahaha——"
Everyone was talking and laughing without restraint, and did not take Yingping and the other three people too seriously.
Mr. Su listened to everyone joking with each other and didn't pay much attention to who was over there. However, he turned around with a slight smile and continued talking and laughing with everyone.
Yingping couldn't help but feel bored listening to these people praising each other. In recent years, his temperament was far from being as impetuous as before. Faced with these contemptuous remarks, he had no interest in fighting back. It was past noon. , the heat gradually came up, the breeze blew slightly, and Yingping felt sleepy. But at this moment, there was a sound of light footsteps from the end of the corridor. Before Yingping could turn his head to look, a voice that haunted him came -
"The results of the painting competition are out, I have kept you waiting for a long time——"
Yingping's expression suddenly cleared away the sleepiness just now. Looking through the bamboo curtain, he saw a beautiful figure faintly appearing in the line of sight, walking calmly towards everyone, elegant and graceful.
A slight sound of hairpins clinking against each other reached Yingping's ears, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up. Yingping mustered up the courage to stretch out his fingers and quietly separate the leaves of the bamboo curtain into a finger-wide gap - and then the beautiful face that he had thought about so much and often appeared in his dreams finally appeared in front of him. In a place of frivolity, she is so dignified and beautiful, unstained by mud.
For a moment, everything around him became dim——
When I recall, the three thousand beauties were all mediocre and vulgar——
Perhaps because Yingping was so excited that the bamboo curtain shook slightly, Zhidang noticed the movement on Yingping's side and turned his head to look over.
Upon seeing this, Yingping quickly pulled his hand back.
Faced with such a minor incident, Zhi Tang didn't seem to pay too much attention. After making sure that he couldn't see the person behind the bamboo curtain clearly, he withdrew his gaze and walked straight towards the center.
"Miss Zhitang——"
Faced with the woman who rejected him countless times, Mr. Su still maintained his grace. In his opinion, the woman in front of him would be taken into his arms sooner or later. He also hoped to use this conference to prove his worth to her and everyone in Chang'an. scholarship.
"Master Su——" Zhi Tang responded with a slight bow.
"Miss Zhi Tang, who won the painting competition?" the young man surnamed Chen next to him asked impatiently.
"Everyone, please be patient. Please take a seat first, and then the little lady will announce the result——"
After everyone heard this, they walked to their seats.
Mr. Su was no exception. He walked to his own seat in the east and sat down. As for his followers, they stood behind him in an orderly manner, always guarding their master.
