You rascal, stop right there!

Luofu Gardens.

Luo Wenqi sat upright in the middle of the hall, his originally sturdy beard exuding a hint of majesty.

In fact, his eyebrows, eyes and facial features are still deep and three-dimensional, but they are concealed by his straight eyebrows and beard, making him look a little murderous.

After what happened yesterday, the painters around were all depressed and sighing.

Not to mention the drunken man in white who was just carried here on a stretcher by the brothel people. There was also a thing next to him that came from nowhere.

Luo Wenqi raised his hand gently: "Hey, prepare some hangover soup for them."

He knew very well that Bai Wan, who had learned to paint for so long, must have received a great blow when encountering such a thing.

If only Brother Zichen were here, he would definitely be able to persuade him!

Ling Shumo would definitely encourage this person to put everything aside and start over as soon as he saw the burnt test paper.

And now, all I can see is this guy drinking and joking...

That day,

Because of a fire incident during a painting exam...

The Zhengzhou provincial government ordered a thorough investigation into the Danqingyuan fire.

Finally, it was discovered that a night-drying man accidentally caused a spark...

Afterwards, the entire state government stopped investigating the matter. All the painting students could only swallow their loss for the exam that year. They all prepared to take the exam again next year...

……

Zhengzhou provincial capital.

Luo Qingbi, the court painter of Daying Painting Academy, sat in the study.

He was checking the only remaining paintings after the fire, and then he frowned and looked at each painting carefully.

Although peacock painting is a relatively complex category among birds, most painters will be exposed to painting it.

It can be seen that many of these people taking the test should have learned from famous artists and have many years of experience in painting.

However, he was the best at painting flowers and birds in the painting academy, and he observed the peacocks very carefully and demanded perfection.

"No, they are all drawn wrong!"

Luo Qingbi said this as she put the painting aside.

Cheng Su behind him picked up the painting that was discarded by this man, very puzzled.

In his opinion, the brushwork and colors were of the highest quality and the peacock looked lifelike, so what was wrong?

I was really surprised and didn't know why.

So, Cheng Su looked at Luo Qingbi in confusion: "Luo Shizhao, these paintings are very good, why are they all wrong?"

But Luo Qingbi didn't even raise her head to look at him. She just carefully selected the paintings that met the requirements one by one and put the others aside.

In the end, he selected only five paintings.

According to the assessment of the provincial painters, one must be in the top three to enter the provincial examination.

Even though this fire caused many test papers to be lost or damaged, we cannot let them off the hook.

Sometimes, destiny is also a kind of test.

Cheng Su took a look at the five selected paintings. They were not very sophisticated in style, and most of them were just average in composition. She really didn't understand why they were selected.

After a while, the person on the other side said, "You idiot, do you still remember what our exam question is called?"

Cheng Su was stunned for a moment: "A peacock taking off? What's the big deal! It's just a painting of a peacock flying."

Luo Qingbi raised the tip of the pen in her hand and poked the back of the man's left hand: "If a peacock wants to fly, it lifts its left foot first!"

what?

Cheng Su suddenly realized after taking a look at the five paintings that they were all peacocks with their left legs raised. The others that were not selected were all right feet.

Looking at the meticulous look of the person in front of me.

He burst out laughing. Is it really that serious?

"In addition to the exquisite composition and coloring of a painting, the most important thing is the details! These five people are meticulous observers and have the potential to become painters!"

Luo Qingbi stroked a strand of hair on her temples.

"Wow, you are so meticulous!" Cheng Su couldn't help but sigh.

When he looked carefully at the five selected paintings, he found that one of them was a painting by Bai Wan.

It was a picture of a peacock leaping under the lychees. As it climbed the vine, the bird's body was agile and its feathers were full of color.

Judging from his painting ability, it doesn't look like Zuo Shou has only learned it for more than half a year.

Suddenly, he was delighted.

"Then Luo Shizhao, who are the top three?" Cheng Su asked cautiously.

Luo Qingbi picked up the pen and ink and said calmly:

"I think the first place is Ke Yisheng, the second place is Cai Jiang, and the third place is Bai Wan. Their brushwork is pretty good, and their colors are bright! Their observations are also very careful."

Cheng Su was slightly startled: "White pea?"

"What's wrong with this name?" Luo Qingbi looked at him puzzled.

Then, he saw the man in front of him staring at another picture, and realized something was wrong: "So this is the painting that Cheng Zhiyuan is in love with?"

"No, I don't understand painting. You know that!" Cheng Su suddenly felt guilty.

Once these words are spoken, no one will not understand.

So, Luo Qingbi took the painting from him, and the expression on his face seemed to be constantly changing.

He was silent for a long time, but then he smiled and said, "This person is Bai Wan! His painting skills are decent and his ideas are quite interesting!

"Interesting?" Cheng Su asked.

"In addition to his painting skills, his talent for painting is very different from others, and his ideas can make up for his painting skills." Luo Qingbi nodded.

Cheng Su naturally understood.

Because he knew that Bai Wan was Han Miaoran, who was once one of the painting masters of Daying Painting Academy. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the number one painter in Daying.

Even though he has lost his memory and his right hand is disabled and he has to start over using his left hand, his talent is still extremely high.

After all, Han Miaoran entered the Painting Academy at the age of twelve.

I had worked as the royal painter for three years and was always by the late emperor's side!

Looking at the man's appearance, Luo Qingbi pointed to the painting and showed it to him:

"The court painters pursued luxury. All other peacock paintings were accompanied by exquisite utensils or charming and gorgeous flowers. Only his paintings were accompanied by lychees and straw hats!"

So he sighed again and again:

"No matter how spiritual and elegant the brushwork of others is, or how good their paintings are, he is the only one who is not thinking about painting the prosperous things in the palace, but the things themselves..."

This kind of talent is very rare among candidates.

To be exact, I've only heard of one person saying this.

Han Miaoran from Daying Art Academy is such a person.

I heard that the man was often criticized by the previous emperor because he did not paint the beauties in the palace all day long, but went out of the palace to paint every day.

If he had not been so talented, he would have been thrown out by the late emperor long ago.

Cheng Su felt like he understood it, but he didn't really understand it. He was a direct descendant of a school and had never been involved in painting. From an outsider's perspective, he just thought the painting looked like the real thing and was fine.

"Cheng Zhiyuan, if you know this painter, let him hone his skills and give some pointers..." Luo Qingbi smiled slightly, "It will be more difficult to enter the provincial examination of Anfusi Road."

"Yeah!" Cheng Su nodded with relief.

Losing my memory and my left hand and starting over is not easy...

But he was once a painting saint after all...