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Chapter 225 Sister?

The woman's words made Su Ping'an stunned for a moment, "Do we... know each other?!"

The woman smiled lightly and said: "Although we have never met, I have already seen Su Wenshi's paintings. His sketching techniques are indeed outstanding, and Qianxue has long wanted to ask for advice!"

"Have you seen my paintings?!"

Su Ping'an became even more confused after hearing this.

The woman smiled faintly, but did not explain any more. Her eyes also missed Su Ping'an, and suddenly fell on a fat guy behind him. Then she said in a somewhat reproachful tone: "The college is not letting you

You were in charge of greeting guests at the door, why did you come with me..."

Hearing the sound, everyone couldn't help but follow the woman's gaze and look at the figure. Even Su Ping'an was curious about who the woman was greeting, but when he looked back, he was surprised.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bai Hao slowly moved out in embarrassment, and then said coquettishly: "Sister..."

"sister?!"

Su Pingan was stunned when he heard this title.

Looking back at the woman's peerless grace, and then at the chubby Bai Hao in front of me, neither of them looked like they came out of the same mother's womb.

Is this a kiss?!

Luo Feng then quietly slipped to Su Pingan's side and reminded in a low voice: "I never found a chance to tell you before that Bai Hao has a sister named Bai Qianxue, one of the two outstanding figures of the Painting Taoist Branch, and a ninth-level scholar.

Peak. It is said that the elders of the Hua Dao branch have already given orders. This time, Bai Hao’s sister will deal with you personally in the competition of the Hua Dao branch. Just wish yourself well!"

"hiss……"

Su Ping'an couldn't help but take a breath after hearing this.

The pinnacle of the ninth realm of scribes?!

Is this serious?!

Then he raised his head and glanced at Bai Qianxue again. Judging from her appearance, it was hard for people to believe that such a young girl in front of him could actually be at the peak of the ninth realm of scribes.

From this we can see how extraordinary the latter's attainments in painting would be.

It's no wonder that Xiyinting was willing to be the vanguard and let Bai Qianxue take over.

"It seems like this is another tough battle!"

Su Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little pressure in his heart.

When Su Ping'an learned about Bai Qianxue's information, Bai Hao had already been taught a lesson by his sister. It could be seen that Bai Hao was quite in awe of his sister, and he was always fearless when being lectured.

His fearless personality was so suppressed that he didn't dare to break out at all. This is really in line with the saying, one thing will bring another thing down!

But after seeing this, Su Ping'an finally understood why Bai Qianxue said what he said before. It was probably because of Bai Hao, so it's no wonder.

Bai Qianxue gave Bai Hao a brief scolding, then looked up at Su Pingan and said, "Wenshi Su, since the first game ended in a draw, how about I ask you for advice in the second game?"

Although Su Ping'an knew that Bai Qianxue might be stronger and it would be stressful to deal with it, he was not afraid, so he responded with an unchanging expression: "Of course, but if Second Young Master Xi doesn't mind,

If so, we can come together, anyway, having him one more will not affect the result."

When Xiyinting heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you trying to say that you can definitely win against me?!"

"You can understand it this way!" Su Pingan said calmly.

"you……"

Xiyinting couldn't stand Su Pingan's arrogance and arrogance, but in front of Bai Qianxue, he didn't seem to want to be too rude, so he sneered and replied: "Okay, then I'll wait and see!"

In front of the Holy Table, with the appearance of Bai Qianxue, the morale of the students in Huadao Branch has obviously improved. It seems that in their eyes, as long as Bai Qianxue takes action, the situation will be stable.

This made Su Pingan look forward to the next showdown.

"Okay, now the second painting test has begun. There is no limit on subject matter or time. It is only based on the judgment of the final holy table. Now all literary students who want to participate in the competition can start painting!"

As the student in charge announced, hundreds of painters and writers on the scene immediately began to polish their brushes.

This time, not only the students from the Hua Dao Branch participated in a particularly large number, but also many people from the folk literature cultivators in Daming Prefecture joined in.

After all, if you can get a good result in front of so many experts, it will be quite a show-off.

But just when all the painting and literary cultivators were busy scratching their heads and splashing ink on the drawing board, Bai Qianxue, Xi Yinting and Su Ping'an were next to them. However, none of the three of them were in the first place.

Time to take action.

For a painting master, especially an extremely experienced painting master, if they want to draw a painting well, they don't just have to think about what to draw first, they sometimes even consider

The layout of the entire picture, even factors such as weather and light.

In short, the more expert you are, the more you will work hard on some extremely subtle things.

This is the kind of person the book "Knowing the Small Things" talks about.

Bai Qianxue is a talented literary cultivator from the Painting Branch, so she naturally understands this. Therefore, after the competition started, she walked out of the crowd alone with a drawing board and paints, and then found a quiet pavilion facing a

In the rockery and lake, I began to meditate and paint alone.

Xiyinting seemed to be serious about it. After Bai Qianxue left, he also took his drawing board to the other side to conceive and draw a picture.

Su Ping'an smiled when he saw their actions, "It seems that I have to show some real skills this time!"

Then he revitalized his muscles and bones, but he did not follow the example of the two people and stand out from the crowd. He still stood in front of the holy table, looked at the drawing board in front of everyone, and began to meditate.

Since we want to be serious about it, we can't be careless.

"Now that we've started, it's time to complete this painting, but it may take some time..." Su Pingan looked at his first painting, and he seemed to be typing something on it.

idea.

But he quickly came up with an idea, a light flashed in his eyes, and then he started grinding, laying out paper, and writing, all in one go.

Others also changed their usual carefree attitude and became focused and serious, as if they were a different person.

At this time, the morning sun was shining slantly from under the eaves of the hall, and the light hit him, adding a soft brilliance to him, making him look more hazy and mysterious.

"This guy actually looks pretty good-looking when he's not quarreling with people."

Tao Waner looked at Su Ping'an at this time, little stars appeared in her eyes unconsciously, and then her ears turned red unconsciously.

Spring is indeed a season of spring...


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