"This painting of a beautiful woman gives me a feeling..." A young man who had just joined the management like Duan Jiuling and Su Changfeng laughed. He was the last one to finish viewing the painting and handed it to Duan Jiuling:

"Well, I only have a basic understanding of painting. I have heard of the perspective method mentioned by Brother Duan, but I have not studied it. I am just telling you my personal impression. This painting of a beauty is better than all the paintings of beauty I have seen before, even the paintings of people, flowers and birds, it is... better than all the paintings of beauty I have seen before..." He paused at the end, his eyes still fixed on the painting of the beauty by Zhao Rong. He wanted to say 'realistic', but Duan Jiuling smiled and continued: "Doesn't it have a stronger sense of space and is more realistic?"

"Yes, yes, yes. When I first looked at it, the three beautiful ladies in the painting were so lifelike, just like watching flowers in a mirror and the moon in water, right in front of me."

"Brother Yu, it turns out that he likes to look at the mirages and the moons on the mountain in his spare time. I wonder which family of fairies he often looks at?" A gentleman who was familiar with the relationship interrupted and laughed.

The young gentleman, who was called Brother Yu, smiled and said, "Do you want to recommend it to Brother Gao? I'll tell Brother Gao about it in detail at the dinner table tonight. My sister-in-law should be quite interested as well."

Mr. Gao: …

"Ahem." Duan Jiuling shook his head helplessly, bringing back the topic that was about to go off topic. He shook the scroll in his hand and said with emotion: "The mystery of the three beauties in the painting making people feel real is that this student named Zhao Ziyu has made unique use of light and shadow. His technique has reached the level of mastery. Although it has not yet reached the level of 'Tao', it is already a new 'art'. This is also the most amazing part of his painting technique for this beauty painting in this exam..."

Originally she was still angry with that person, but when her colleagues around her talked about and praised his painting skills, Zhu Yourong couldn't help but listen attentively. She felt happy. She had wanted to get some care and attention from the teachers in the academy for him, but she didn't expect that in the end she didn't have to do anything. He had become the focus of Jingchen Hall, and he kept "broadcasting" in Zhu Yourong's ears over and over again, and she couldn't help but listen.

Today was the first time that Zhu Yourong experienced the pleasure of the teachers gathering together to chat and praise their own 'favorite disciples'. She felt a sense of pride and satisfaction that her vision was proven. What's more, she was not only Zhao Rong's teacher... but the female... um, senior sister behind him.

Perhaps she had misunderstood him before and did not have high expectations for the exam results, and just wanted to work hard step by step. However, the contrast created by this unexpected and stunning first place and the turn of events that made her the focus of discussion among her colleagues made Zhu Yourong, who was feeling proud, almost filled with joy that was beyond words.

"This little junior brother is really...well, except for the fact that he cut corners in painting and lacks taste, I am very satisfied with everything else."

In Jingchen Hall, among the crowd discussing 'Zhao Ziyu', there was a female teacher who lowered her head slightly, subconsciously raised her arm and lightly lifted her hair. Her eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows were about to bend into a beautiful crescent moon, but she immediately lowered her starry eyes to cover it up. However, while she couldn't help but smile, her eyes couldn't ignore the 'Three Sisters' painting next to her. She couldn't help but take a sneak peek at it while Duan Jiuling was talking big with others. As soon as she saw his spirited inscription, her chest felt tight again... a little stuffy.

There was an inscription on the paper: "A beauty is as the ancients said: with cloud-like hair, delicate head, autumn eyes, almond lips, rhinoceros teeth, lotus face, soft breasts, willow waist, jade bamboo shoot steps, not fat or thin, and the right length... But I think these are all vulgar. A true beauty has posture, spirit, interest, affection, and heart... In my life, I have seen very few such beauties, less than the number on the palm of my hand. I recorded them once or twice to show you."

"I have seen so few beauties in my life... I will record one or two to show you. One or two? You have already drawn three, why not one more? It won't crowd them and get in the way." A senior sister murmured softly.

"Or, I haven't figured out my position in the painting yet..."

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Zhao Rong began to feel the atmosphere around him change on the second morning after the results of the college entrance examination were announced. As usual, he finished his morning reading, ate a piece of bread, and went to the academy with a book. He soon discovered something was wrong. In the gap before the morning class and every break in the morning, many unfamiliar students appeared in the corridor outside the Suixing Hall. Some came to look for acquaintances, while others were bolder and peeked directly into the door...

"Hello, my dear. Is Zhao Ziyu from your school here? Where is his position?"

During the last break in the morning, after the teacher left the classroom, Zhao Rong, who couldn't stand it any longer, got up and walked outside immediately, pretending to go to the bathroom, before Li Xueyu, Xiao Hongyu and other classmates had time to come over to chat or ask about homework. However, as soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by two female students who were so precise and quick in their observations that Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched.

Zhao Rong glanced calmly at the two women standing in front of him.

No one knew which school these two strange female students were from. One had a sweet look, and the other was heroic. It was the latter one who spoke at this time. She looked at Zhao Rong with her sharp eyes and asked questions, while the other sweet female student just glanced at Zhao Rong's handsome face, and then looked away. Her attention was all focused on the door, and she was peeking into the school, her little face full of curiosity and expectation.

"Um, could you please help us call him? Xiao Shuisu and I have long admired Brother Ziyu, and we have some small questions we want to ask him. By the way, my name is..."

Zhao Rong didn't continue listening and interrupted the short-haired female student's words.

He first nodded, then shook his head, then turned sideways and silently pointed behind him to a corner in the last row of the classroom.

There, Brother Yushu was still persevering and working tirelessly to catch up on sleep for the upcoming day off, calling for sleep again and again.

The eyes of the two girls who seemed to have come here because of its reputation were immediately attracted to it.

"Oh OK, thank you very much, brother..." The short-haired female student turned around, but was slightly stunned. She was originally planning to politely ask the name of this handsome, pleasing and calm student, but in the blink of an eye, there was no figure beside her, only the back of a figure not far away, who walked away hurriedly as if in a hurry.

This guy is quite handsome, but his penis seems a little small.

The dashing female student with short hair shook her head. The sweet female student next to her, who was called 'Xiao Shuisu', was waving her arms vigorously and whispered excitedly: "Hey, Ruonan, look, how come he is so handsome even when he is sleeping!"

The dashing female student with short hair: …

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