There is always a gap between men and women.
It starts with emotion and ends with etiquette.
Those who study painting are divided into two distinct groups.
Zhu Jingjing sat at the head of the girls' class and listened quietly to the last class.
Zheng Xiong stood on the podium and talked without squinting.
"I can only teach you so much. It doesn't matter how much you learn."
“Painting is about talent and hard work.”
"The reason why you are being screened is to enable you to go further."
"Nowadays, if you are talented, you don't need to be proud, and if you are not talented, you don't need to be discouraged."
“Diligence can make up for weakness, nothing can’t be changed.”
"Today is my last class. I will give you an assessment. If you succeed in the assessment, you can officially join the government. If you fail, don't worry. You can continue to study here until you pass the assessment next time. Then you can join. .”
"The assessment is very simple. The first item is that I am standing here. You have to draw me within an hour."
"Start now."
The sun is shining brightly and the summer weather is getting a bit hot.
Even though Zheng Xiong cheered everyone to build a roof to provide shade, beads of sweat could not stop falling.
For an hour, I wanted to be tortured.
It was difficult to survive in a tense atmosphere.
When the sound of stopping came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and handed in the paintings with trepidation.
After casually browsing through two paintings and looking at two paintings, Zheng Xiong did not do anything extra, but stood up and continued to speak.
"Next, there is a special assessment, which is also the second one. This one is a great test of talent."
"It has no influence on the first assessment. Success or failure will not affect your joining the government."
"Now, you draw the characters based on the descriptions of our government officials and their characteristics. Again, the time limit is one hour."
The judge moved forward, first saluted Zheng Xiong, and then slowly described the character in front of everyone.
"The person I asked you to draw has sword-shaped eyebrows and a high nose, a face like bronze, and piercing eyes. He has three long beards hanging down his chest, and a majestic wind."
After the judge finished speaking, he stood quietly aside.
This is too abstract.
There is a feeling of being unable to write.
Everyone was so anxious that they scratched their heads and looked at each other.
Zhu Jingjing even had the urge to hit someone.
I can barely manage to paint Zheng Xiong. How to paint such an abstract person is a problem.
It has to be completed within the stipulated time. It is impossible to complete it.
However, Zhu Jingjing is well-informed and may not have many references for drawing a commoner.
The person described was able to find a few references from people he knew, and thought of the most suitable one. He treated a dead horse like a living horse and started painting.
Before Zhu Jingjing, someone had already started writing, and there were quite a few people writing.
Although I don’t know what Zheng Xiong’s intention is, it is no longer important.
Being able to take Zheng Xiong out alone for assessment must have a purpose, and he will naturally do his best.
While everyone was taking pictures, Zheng Xiong opened the first batch of paintings for review.
Paintings made from sketches are mainly about resemblance in form.
Add a little more expression, which means it’s richer.
For the first painting, Zheng Xiong gave him a positive review and accepted it directly.
Nothing else, the painting is quite handsome, and it depicts his own characteristics, just like the approved drawing, it must be accepted.
The second painting is much worse. Not only does it fail to express its own characteristics, but it also comes across as a bit cold and a bit sinister, so it must be rated negatively.
Zheng Xiong directly gave him a cross. Even though the name was Zhu Jingjing, Zheng Xiong showed no mercy and eliminated him.
My little sister's drawing is pretty good, she has a background in drawing comics, and she has a lot of contact with Zheng Xiong. Although the Zheng Xiong she drew is not outstanding, she is very similar to him.
Zheng Xiong also admitted directly.
For the next paintings, it’s okay to make him look more ordinary, as long as he looks close to his own appearance. Zheng Xiong will directly accept them.
As long as the paintings were outrageous, ugly, or even abstract, Zheng Xiong ruthlessly marked them with a cross and asked him to stay and continue his studies.
After reviewing and correcting, more than a thousand paintings were quickly completed under Zheng Xiong's subjective influence.
Qualified students account for 30%. The teaching time is too short and it is not easy to achieve quick success.
With these, Zheng Xiong is already satisfied and is not in a hurry.
At this time, an hour passed quietly, and everyone stopped writing.
Tong San was standing aside. Seeing that it was over, he asked people to put away all the paintings.
After bowing to Zheng Xiong, he hurriedly left with the painting.
Everyone was confused.
"I have read a thousand paintings. I will select 300 people to formally join the government office. The rest will continue to work hard. There will be an assessment every month and they will all have a chance."
"Others, there is nothing to say. Those whose names are called will follow me to the government office to enter into the roster."
"Zhu Yiqing."
"The students are here."
"Li Yiping."
"Fang Cheng, Zheng Xiu, Yang Minmin~"
Everyone, listen to the roll call.
Zhu Jingjing is no exception. She is a little excited. It is always a pleasure to be recognized.
It doesn't sound right to you.
Since I turned in my paper first, it stands to reason that I should be reviewed first. Besides, as a princess, I should be given some preferential treatment no matter what!
As a result, Zheng Xiudu showed up.
Quite a few of the little sisters who followed him were called by name, and there were quite a few.
Near the end, before she even heard her name, Zhu Jingjing's eyes were quite ugly, and the look she looked at Zheng Xiong became extremely dangerous.
"If you don't hear the name, take the painting back and look at it yourself, and discuss the shortcomings with your companions."
"Whoever hears the name, follow me."
The joy of ordinary people.
The girl who came to play with tickets was scratching her head. She looked at Zhu Jingjing and then at Zheng Xiong, not knowing how to make a decision.
"Why are you still standing there? Follow me, didn't you hear me?"
Although Zheng Xiong is harmless to humans and animals, he is not much older in terms of age.
But no one dared to ignore it. Captured by Zheng Xiong's momentum, the girls carefully moved their steps and followed Zheng Xiong away.
Seeing that Zhu Jingjing did not stop him, they all followed Zheng Xiong's footsteps and walked forward.
Watching Zheng Xiong leave silently.
Zhu Jingjing quickly ran to Zheng Xiong's position and looked through her paintings.
The first one is that there are no bells and whistles, no comments, just a big cross.
However, Zhu Jingjing was already extremely strong and bit her lip to maintain her image.
That expression of almost crying could not be hidden from anyone.
No one dared to persuade, and no one dared to touch Zhu Jingjing’s brow at this time.
Zhu Jingjing's self-esteem suffered a huge blow, and she didn't have the shame to stay here. She picked up the painting, held back the tears in her eyes, and left full of resentment.
At a loss, I don’t know where to go.
In a state of confusion, he ran to the Prince's Mansion.
Zhu Biao was not here, so Chang received him on his behalf.
Holding Zhu Xiongying in her arms, Mrs. Chang asked Zhu Jingjing.
"Jing Jing, I miss your eldest nephew! Come on, give you a hug."
Zhu Jingjing forced a smile, took Zhu Xiongying, and replied.
(End of chapter)
