Chapter 676 Window, Beauty and Womanizer (3200 words compensation)
When the forest wind in the early morning pushed the dull chime of the ancient bell on the top of Linlu Mountain into Dongli Xiaozhu.
Zhao Rong has already opened his eyes.
He suddenly jumped out of bed.
Open the window, face the vibrant morning sun on the distant hills, squint your eyes, and take a deep breath.
Full of energy.
Zhao Rong touched his stomach, muttered something, then put on a cardigan and ran to wash up.
Not long after, he made a pot of fufu, or noodle soup, in the kitchen. Most of it filled his stomach, and the remaining half was filled up and placed on the stone table in the courtyard by Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong, who had packed up, had enough to eat and drink, went out with a small bookcase hooked between his fingers.
Jia Tengying, who was still sleepy-eyed, poked his head out of the door and stared blankly at the steaming bowl of buns in the empty courtyard and the lightly closed courtyard door.
Why do I feel that a certain roommate has become a little different since he came back...
Zhao Rong didn't know that his handsome appearance made Brother Teng Ying so handsome. If he knew, he would probably smile sheepishly.
After a full night's sleep, he activated the Heart Lake activation state early, stepped on the fallen leaves, and rushed to Mochi Academy.
I didn't feel much mental hunger when I woke up this morning. The effects of the two tubes of well water I drank yesterday are still continuing, and I don't need to replenish them. It can last for two days.
Zhao Rong was quite satisfied.
He went out too early, so there weren't many people on the road. When he arrived at Mochi Academy, he found it even more so. The corridor was empty.
But if you don't do it early, you should do it early.
The school is close to the lakeside of Mochi, and from a distance you can see some hard-working students walking around and endorsing books.
Zhao Rong smiled and went to the Renzihao examination room.
He was one of the first to arrive. He took out a chess book at his seat and flipped through it with his head down. As time went by, the examination rooms in the academy gradually became lively, and there were many people who came here because of what happened to Zhao Rong yesterday.
Students from other halls stopped outside the gate of Renzichang to pay homage to the Holy Face.
In response to this, Zhao Rong ignored what was going on outside the window and continued to read the chess records on his own.
In this way, when the bell rings at the second quarter of the morning, the morning calligraphy assessment officially begins.
Zhao Rong got the paper, spread it out on the table, took a moment, and smiled.
At the same time, in the Renzihao examination room, there was a burst of subconscious shouts among the candidates.
"Quiet!" the new invigilator shouted softly.
The audience fell silent, and most of the students except Zhao Rong began to study ink and think with grimaces.
Zhao Rong had already finished grinding the ink, and in an orderly manner, he began to lay out the paper and put pen to paper.
His expression was calm and he looked at the test questions again.
This time, Zhu Yourong did not test the students' on-site copying of classic inscriptions like the last mid-month exam that Zhao Rong had heard about, but instead tested the students' free play on the spot.
The requirement for this scene was to improvise a piece of calligraphy, and the theme given by the orchid lady was very simple: window.
As long as there is the word "Window" in the calligraphy, there is no limit on the font size, no less than 30 characters, and repeated words are not counted.
No wonder the candidates just lost their composure after receiving the papers.
Zhu Yourong has strict requirements for students' calligraphy, and he is also famous for being strict in correcting papers. For students, the assessment of words must be "the more you write, the more mistakes you make." If you write too much, it is easy for flaws to leak out.
If the number of words required in the paper is less, about a dozen words, they can also use the best words they have written and some words that Zhu Yourong has taught in key words, piece together a short sentence, and try their best to put the best words together.
Good level display.
It's a pity that now, I have to test thirty different words...
Zhao Rong's expression did not change, and he was not surprised.
He had already guessed that answering questions would be almost useless, so last night in the calligraphy class at Zhengyi Hall and Suixing Hall, he focused on teaching the basic skills of Yongzi and the Eight Methods, and teaching them how to fish.
I just don’t know how much the students in the two schools listened to it.
"window……"
Zhao Rong, who was sitting in the open-air examination room, turned his head to look in the direction of Dongli Xiaozhu, and then in the direction of Yilanxuan.
A dark window slowly appeared in his mind.
Zhao Rong leaned over the desk and waved his brush directly.
The pen moves like a dragon, and everything is done with just one swipe.
More than thirty words appeared on the page in less than thirty breaths.
According to the old rules, without wasting time, Zhao Rong went directly to the stage, handed over the papers and left.
I didn’t even bring back the bookcase and exam materials because I had another exam in the afternoon and I had to come back to continue the exam.
Ever since, under the raised eyebrows of the invigilator in the Renzihao examination room, Zhao Rong turned around and left, leaving only the invigilator and all the candidates including Li Xueyou looking at their backs.
Then Zhao Rong left the Renzihao examination room and once again set foot on the empty lakeside promenade, passing by the eight examination rooms of Xin, Geng, Ji, Wu, Ding, C, B, and A in sequence.
Many students in the eight examination rooms turned their heads blankly, looking at the back of the student who was the first to hand in his papers and leave in the corridor, and began to wonder if they were taking the same set of papers...
Zhao Rong followed the principle of a man like the wind and left Mochi Academy without looking back and returned to Dongli Xiaozhu.
At noon, after Zhao Rong finished a sumptuous lunch, he did not take a nap. He found that the sleep supplement at night was enough to activate Xinhu's consumption of mental and physical energy during the day, as long as the nutrition of three meals a day kept up.
Zhao Rong continued to review his weakest chess skills at noon, looking through the chess records and recalling Li Xueyou's calligraphy lessons and puzzles last night.
So noon passed in the blink of an eye.
In the afternoon, Zhao Rong arrived at the Renzihao examination room on time. A group of bored students from other schools came over and wanted to watch the monkeys with strange eyes. Zhao Rong also regarded them as monkeys and ignored them, lowering his head to flip through the books.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the afternoon painting skills assessment started on time.
Zhao Rong got the paper, reviewed the questions, and found that it was another free-form question.
In short, it means that the candidates can draw almost anything, and the painters can improve their scores.
This degree of freedom is quite large.
Zhao Rong thought of the burly gentleman who taught Lushingtang how to paint. He was really carefree and bold, just like the question he asked.
Zhao Rong smiled and took out his painting tools.
After a brief thought, he decided to paint figure paintings, and this was the 'lady painting' among figure paintings.
Paintings of beautiful ladies are called paintings at the foot of the mountain, while paintings of fairies are called paintings at mountains.
Because at the foot of the mountain, painters mainly painted ladies, ladies, and princesses; while on the mountain, painters mainly painted fairies, nymphs, foxes, fairies, etc. The names would change depending on the audience.
Therefore, it can also be called beauty painting, which is simple and easy to understand, but it is one of the art forms of beauty painting, not all of it.
What, you ask, are there other types of beauty paintings?
Zhao Rong suggested that this question should be asked to the knowledgeable Fan Yushu. Don't ask him. As we all know, he is a serious person and only paints serious paintings of beauties.
At this time, Zhao Rong said to himself: "You have to draw three, don't favor one over the other."
A certain sword spirit in purple suddenly asked out of curiosity: "What do you want to draw?"
Zhao Rong answered honestly, "Beauty."
"Nonsense, I'm asking you who you want to draw."
Zhao Rong nodded seriously: "In beauty paintings, of course, we have to draw the most beautiful women."
The sword spirit glanced at his mouth and said, "Tsk tsk, the most beautiful woman? Her cultivation level is not high, but her tone is not bad. Are you sure you have seen it? I have seen many beauties. As for the most beautiful one...well, of course there is one, you
Do you want me to provide it for you?"
Zhao Rong immediately shook his head, "No, I have three of the most beautiful women in the world, and they are already familiar with each other. Don't say that it is difficult to paint the skin of a beauty, even if..."
He quickly shut up.
Gui curiously asked, "What is it?"
"Nothing." Zhao Rong nodded sincerely.
But I quietly swallowed the sentence "Even if I draw hair, I can draw it in detail."
Gui muttered with some dissatisfaction, "I'm pretending to be a ghost."
Zhao Rong smiled and did not explain. He lowered his head and thought about it carefully, and decided to use the perspective method he learned in his previous life to draw this "Picture of Beautiful Women in the Qi Family"...
Zhao Rong rolled up his sleeves and began to write and compose the picture.
The sword spirit in the heart lake was a little bored and was about to take a rest, but suddenly he noticed that there seemed to be a murmur in the heart lake.
It listened carefully.
It was a guy who was immersed in the beauty picture who was subconsciously murmuring:
"Those with hibiscus-shaped eyebrows and distant mountainous faces will be a green king; those with cherry-shaped lips and small waists will be small; those with golden lotus feet and peach-blossom smiles will be beautiful..."
"Beauty should be beautiful, spirited, interesting, affectionate, and thoughtful..."
"Beauty has attitude. Starry eyes are slightly angry, dark eyebrows are dizzy, I love Qingjun's angry attitude the most; pear blossoms bring rain, cicadas reveal their autumn skills, I love the little crying attitude; clouds on the temples are scattered,
Reclining on the embroidered screen, I love Qian'er's lazy sleeping state the most."
"Beauty has love. Qingjun's sitting at the small window is the quiet love; Qian'er's coquettish whispers are the tenderness; the stupid little ones are ignorant and nightless, and their smiles and cries are infatuation..."
The Sword Spirit, who was originally about to scoff "boring", couldn't help but open his eyes and continued to listen.
"Beauty is interesting. The appearance in the mirror, the shadow under the moon, the shape of the curtain... The empty interest is also the Qingjun; the wine is slightly drunk, the makeup is half removed, the first time you fall asleep... The other interesting is the Qian'er; the wind makes you sweat, and you shed tears of lovesickness.
, Yunyu Meng... Qiqi is also stupid Xiaoxiao."
"Beauty also has a spirit. Qingjun, his expression is like ice in a jade pot; Qian'er, his spirit is as sleepy as nephrite; Xiaoxiao, his spirit is floating and light like the fragrance of tea, like a wisp of smoke, which is scattered and then recovered..."
Gui eavesdropped for a while, then curled his lips and pouted to express his disdain:
"Zhao Rong, you are a lustful person. You can do so much to draw pictures of beauties in the exam. If you spend half of your energy on rest, you will be too busy... you are really not doing your job properly."
After complaining, the sword spirit deliberately ran away without waiting for Zhao Rong to react, without giving him a chance to fight back.
Zhao Rong smiled inwardly, didn't care, and continued to focus on sketching the painting:
"Well, the clothes of the three beauties are also indispensable...the color of clothes is also appropriate. Spring clothes should be elegant, summer clothes should be cool, autumn clothes should be elegant, and winter clothes should be bright; when meeting guests, it is better to wear elegant clothes; when traveling far away, it is better to wear light clothes.
It is better to wear plain clothes under the flowers and beautiful clothes in the snow; even if you don't wear these, the hairpin skirt and cloth are still unique and elegant..."
"Also, the place where the three 'beauties' in this picture live...the pots are full of scenery, and the vase with cuttings is indispensable. The cover flower is the shadow of the beauty, and the beauty is the true body of the flower, so they complement each other..."
Zhao Rong leaned back and smiled knowingly.
It was an exam that was supposed to be completed quickly, but Zhao Rong became more and more leisurely and happy as he painted. He was no longer in a hurry, and slowly completed the "Picture of a Beautiful Family" in his mind.
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Therefore, it was rare that Zhao Rong was not the first to hand in the paper in this painting art exam in advance, which also made many students in the examination room secretly relieved. After all, it was too cruel to hand in the paper first in every exam...