The sound of the gong's beating reached his ears. Xiao Yueming lowered his arms, took down the paintings on the wooden drawing board in front of him, and walked slowly to the stage.

Standing on the stage, looking around, I found that there were only a small number of people in the examination room who had not yet passed the test. They looked at me nervously, with worries about gain and loss on their faces. The rest of the people were crowding around the examination room, all of them who had failed.

The losers who passed the test did not leave directly. After all, the White Moon Meeting was only held once a year, and every time there were some talented people. If they could witness it with their own eyes, they would be able to brag to the neighbors when they went back.

Seeing Xiao Yueming carrying a long sword on his back, dressed as a knight-errant, but his temperament and clothing were truly extraordinary. Examiner Lin was quick-thinking and rolled his eyes. After thinking for a while, he concluded that the handsome man in front of him might be a direct disciple of a major martial arts sect.

Ordinary Jiang Hu Cao Mang does not have such a noble demeanor. Even the clothes are worth a lot of money. Ordinary people do not have such financial resources.

With his thoughts flowing, the examiner stood up and stepped forward. His expressionless expression suddenly changed, and his indifferent tone disappeared:

"Master, can you show the painting to me for appreciation?"

Examiner Lin had a kind attitude and a slight smile.

Everyone was in awe after seeing this, and they were all wondering who the big shot the man on the stage was.

Examiner Lin was originally just a handyman in charge of organizing calligraphy and paintings in the Painting Pavilion, but with his ability to observe people's emotions and be eloquent, he won the favor of the third prince. From a hard worker, he became a fifth-rank inspector.

Examiner Lin is very familiar with this method of interpersonal communication.

Xiao Yueming was a little surprised. Naturally, he didn't know what the other party was thinking. "In addition to the third prince and the old man who entered the painting pavilion, Examiner Lin didn't have a good look on anyone. How come he is so warm to me?"

Searching his own memory, Xiao Yueming confirmed that he and Examiner Lin had never met before. He slowly unfolded the rolled-up rice paper in his hand, handed it to the other party, and saluted: "Then I'll trouble Examiner Lin."

Taking the painting with both hands, Examiner Lin looked at the rice paper in his hand with a smile. But with just one look, his original smile froze in an instant, and slowly turned into a look of shock. Examiner Lin's eyes protruded, and he almost pressed his whole head against it.

After sitting on the painting for a long time, he raised his head stiffly and held Xiao Yueming's painting with trembling hands. He could not speak for a long time.

Xiao Yueming frowned slightly. He didn't know why, but he hadn't shown the essence of the painting yet. How could this person have such an expression?

"Examiner Lin, is there anything wrong with this painting?"

When Examiner Lin heard this, he was suddenly startled while he was in a daze. He recovered, looked at Xiao Yueming who was saluting him, and murmured to himself: "Yes, yes, Pavilion Master, go find the Pavilion Master first!"

Examiner Lin muttered some incoherent nonsense, then ran down the wooden platform anxiously and ran towards the direction of Baiyue Tower.

When everyone in the audience saw this, it could be said that water droplets fell into the hot oil, and the pot completely exploded. They were communicating in twos and threes. They all knew that an extremely important event had happened, and they all left the scene to call their companions. After a while, woo woo.

The huge crowd filled the examination room.

"Well, what can we do? The artistic conception of martial arts cannot be tested. It will be troublesome if the foundation of magic is discovered. I am only superficially proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If I had known better, I would have listened to my aunt and it would have been better to practice piano well.

As for traveling all the way here but not even being able to enter the gate, I will definitely be laughed at mercilessly by my senior sister when I go back."

Su Lan tugged at the fake beard around her mouth and wandered in front of the examination room where she was responsible for the guqin, feeling extremely depressed.

"Come on, it's said that a unique painting has appeared in the examination room where the painting is tested!"

"What? A masterpiece?" A scholar dressed in shabby clothes asked with a smile.

I walked out of the examination room where I was testing the guzheng. Judging from the appearance, I must have passed the exam. Suddenly I heard someone shouting that a masterpiece had appeared. I immediately ran away and ran to the painting examination room.

"Let's go and have a look. This is your only chance to see famous paintings."

Suddenly, someone shouted, and the crowd around them all ran in the same direction. Not only the literati, but even some martial arts warriors heard the sound and rushed there.

Looking at the hurried crowd in front of her, Su Lan's curiosity was aroused. Just when she was about to follow the crowd to watch the excitement, what happened downstairs in Wutong came to mind. She shook her head and Su Lan secretly said:

"No matter how bad I am, I can still be regarded as the proud daughter of Huaqing Pool. How could I have such bad luck? What happened last time was just an accident. Yes, it was an accident. Besides, I can't enter the Baiyue Tower. If

I can witness some sensational events, and I can also silence my senior sister after I return."

After convincing herself mentally, Su Lan no longer hesitated and followed the crowd.

The painting examination room was already crowded with people. The soldiers responsible for defense had already been dispatched to maintain order. Su Lan squeezed through the crowd.

Most of them are just scholars with weak bodies, so naturally they cannot stop Su Lan, who is a warrior.

Reluctantly, I came to the front and saw a group of literati curiously surrounding a man with a pockmarked face.

"Humph, I have been following my son since I was a child. When he was two years old, my son showed extraordinary talent in painting. He has already surpassed the level of local painters and is a genius that only happens once in a thousand years."

With a proud look on his face, Er Mazi was surrounded by everyone, his vanity was greatly satisfied, and he began to brag at will.

When everyone onlookers heard this, some people said in disbelief: "Impossible, I'm afraid a two-year-old can't even hold a pen."

When other people heard this, they also agreed, suspecting that Er Mazi was bragging.

When he heard that someone was doubting himself, although it was true, Er Mazi didn't blush or his heart beat. He said calmly: "They are just a bunch of frogs in a well who have never seen the world."

Upon hearing this, a distinguished noble man from an aristocratic family, wearing a luxurious robe, sneered with some disdain: "A peerless painting? That is rated as Class A and is included in the highest level of the painting pavilion. How can such a treasure be appreciated by ordinary people like you?"

Just seeing it? Only I can take a look at it occasionally, let alone create one on the spot."

"Now that Examiner Lin has not returned and the grades have not yet been graded, you are just talking nonsense like this. You are just a bunch of frogs in the well."

Er Mazi's face turned red with anger when his sarcastic words were retorted, but at first glance, the person seemed to be a person of some status. Er Mazi did not dare to refute directly and could only swallow his anger in his stomach.

Although Mr. Jinyi's words were a bit hard to hear, it makes sense if you think about it carefully. The painting has not yet been rated, and I don't know who said that the peerless painting has been created. Everyone came to watch in shock.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the man in brocade became even more arrogant. He flicked the folding fan in his hand and looked quite cool. He looked at Xiao Yueming on the stage and said: "If this man's paintings can be rated as first-class, I will go into the filthy place of the latrine."

, Drinking feces on the spot."

After making the bold statement, Mr. Jin Yi looked at the people around him and smiled confidently, secretly saying, "I have never seen anything like this in the world. In the past hundred years, there have only been three masterpieces by Liao Liao. If I want to paint a masterpiece, the right time, the right place, the right person, and the right person are all missing."

No, are they really like cabbages that can be seen everywhere?"

Su Lan followed the gaze of the man in brocade clothes to the stage, and immediately remembered who he was: "I said that pockmarked face seemed familiar. Isn't that the man in black standing on the stage that he met at the Hongjiao Restaurant at noon?
Chapter completed!