Chapter 252 Bragging and creating your own small regular characters
I heard that two people had already spoken, and the other girls also had this idea.
After all, these two paintings are definitely classics.
This is pleasing to the eye when taken out. If it is hung at home, wouldn't it be even better to see the appearance of the Seventh Prince in his golden age?
"Shen Wanxue, you are so shameless. You actually painted the Seventh Prince as a woman, and you even wore a phoenix crown and harem..." Hong Qian was so angry that he admitted that the two portraits painted by Shen Wanxue were really good.
Looking at this portrait of myself again, I feel that it is indeed unsightly.
"Tch! The hand is mine. I can paint however I like. Besides, did I say that the person in this painting is the Seventh Prince?
It's just your own imagination. You are mentally unhealthy and you think of people in such a nasty way... I am also impressed by Miss Hong!"
"you……"
"Okay, stop nagging me here, everyone should hurry up and comment!"
Shen Wanxue ignored her.
Su Yi stared at Shen Wanxue's portrait, gritted his teeth and clenched his hands tightly into a fist.
Although it was drawn by her, she had to admit that the painting was really very good.
She wanted it too, but she knew that once she spoke, she would lose.
At this time, the people below had already started to stand up one after another to get the red slips.
Hong Qian stood there, clenching his hands tightly into fists, and looked nervously at the people below. He saw those people took the red notes and passed him, heading directly in the direction of Shen Wanxue.
Before long, the entire painting shelf was covered with red paper strips.
After waiting until the last red note fell, Hongqian didn't have another note.
"How's it going? It turns out you lost!" Shen Wanxue said with a smile.
"You, what are you so proud of? There are so many more behind you!" Hong Qian quickly took down her painting, and even tore it up in anger.
Shen Wanxue shook her head, carefully took down her painting, blew it on and prepared to put it away.
But at this moment, a little maid came to her side.
"Miss Shen, my princess likes this painting very much. I wonder if Miss Shen can part with her love?"
Seeing that it was the little maid next to the eighth princess, Shen Wanxue looked at the painting in her hand, then rolled it up and handed it to the little maid.
"Since the Eighth Princess likes it, I'll give it to her!"
"Thank you, Miss Shen!" The little maid took the portrait and hurried back.
After the eighth princess opened the portrait on the street, she smiled when she saw the vivid seventh brother painted inside.
"Go, give this painting to the Seventh Prince's Mansion, and tell him that it was painted by Miss Shen. Oh, by the way, Miss Shen also has a unique painting in her hand. Ask the Seventh Prince if he is interested!"
The eighth princess handed the painting in her hand to a guard behind her.
The guard took the painting, bowed and left quickly.
Feng Jingyun was called into the palace early in the morning, and finally came out. Thinking that there were still some documents at home that had not been processed, he went straight home.
He was still thinking about going to Wenshu Monastery. As soon as he returned to the study, before he had finished reading the documents in his hand, a report came from outside the house.
Hearing that it was his sister's bodyguard, he let someone in.
When the guard placed the portrait in front of him and saw that he was painted inside, he was slightly startled.
"This is……"
"Your Majesty, the princess said that this was painted by Miss Shen. And Miss Shen also has an excellent painting in her hand. She said that you will be interested in it, Lord Seventh Prince!"
Feng Jingyun stared at himself in the portrait. He didn't expect that someone could paint himself so vividly.
The most important thing is that the painting is so majestic. It is as if I am standing in front of the other person like this.
"Okay, I understand. Go back!"
After the guards left, Feng Jingyun stared at the painting for a long time before carefully putting it away.
Unexpectedly, the portrait painted by that little girl was so amazing. He should go take a look today so as not to miss more interesting things.
Put down what you were doing and go straight to Wenshu Monastery.
The second item is calligraphy.
Calligraphy is too simple for Shen Wanxue. In order to learn the calligraphy of this era in space, she practiced a lot.
"Wait!" Hong Qian stopped Shen Wanxue from writing.
"I think you should be able to practice calligraphy since you can do it. I think it's too simple to practice calligraphy like this. It's better to do something more complicated.
Let's ask the text manager to randomly select a page from a book. You and I only have 20 breaths.
Just record all these words within these twenty breaths, and then do the competition after writing them down... How about adding a little more difficulty to make it fun!"
The eyes of the people below lit up when they heard this.
"This is a good idea..."
After hearing Miss Hong's words, Manager Wen's eyes lit up, so he stepped forward and searched among the pile of books for a long time before pulling out the bottom book.
"Two of you, I've made my choice, which one of you will come first?"
"Let's go together! Otherwise, someone will lose and say I'm cheating!" Shen Wanxue said calmly.
"Together, let's be together, no one is afraid of whom!"
The two people stood in front of Manager Wen and stared at the content on the page and began to read.
Twenty breaths are neither long nor short. But it is still a little difficult to remember all the words in these twenty breaths.
Shen Wanxue doesn't care. She can remember these words just by reading them once. Why does it take twenty breaths?
There are only a dozen words in total on a piece of paper.
"Okay, it's time!" Manager Wen closed the book.
Hong Qian smiled proudly, returned to her seat, quickly took out her brush and started writing.
Shen Wanxue thought for a while, walked to the table, picked up the brush with both hands, dipped in some brush words and started writing.
The people below were a little surprised when they saw her writing with both hands.
It is indeed very rare to write with two hands. But their competition this time is calligraphy, not skills.
This made the people below look forward to her competition even more.
Shen Wanxue wrote in small regular script, and the words written by both hands were exactly the same.
What I wrote is not very big, but it can be seen clearly.
A piece of paper with more than ten characters, actually arranged in an orderly manner.
Hong Qian instinctively turned her head when she heard the discussion below, and saw Shen Wanxue's actions. She was stunned.
But when she turned her head, she found that her paper was smudged by a piece of ink.
Angry, she tore up the paper and started writing again.
After less than a quarter of an hour, she stopped the pen in her hand, put the brush down, and moved her wrist.