The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

All participants entered the venue, and all examiners took their places.

Today's examiners are Yan Wei, Tong You, Xiao Xu, and Li Yuan, all of whom are teachers at the academy.

Yan Wei was the chief examiner.

Yan Wei glanced at Li Yuan, who then spoke, "Welcome everyone to the painting competition hosted by Qingyun Academy. The theme of this competition is 'Winter.' Please feel free to create your own works. Plagiarism, copying, and cheating are not allowed. All works must be original and created on-site. If any violation occurs, your results for today will be canceled, and you will be permanently banned from participating in any competitions hosted by the academy."

As soon as she finished speaking, the previously noisy arena fell silent, adding a touch of tension and seriousness.

Then, Yan Wei announced, "The time has come, the competition begins!"

There are one hundred participants this time, ten vertically and ten horizontally.

As soon as the competition began, some people picked up their pens and started drawing with confidence, while others were still pondering and didn't know how to begin.

Yan Wei stepped down from the stage and walked slowly among the contestants, checking on their situation.

Halfway through the competition, Headmaster Yang Qian, along with the headmasters, lecturers, and supervisors, came to inspect the examination.

"Headmaster." Yan Wei bowed to Yang Qian.

"How was it? Were there any particularly outstanding ones?" Yang Qian glanced at the contestants, then turned to ask Yan Wei.

"Yes." Yan Wei pretended to be mysterious. "I'll keep you in suspense for now. You'll find out after the competition."

Yang Qian smiled and said, "Alright, alright, Mr. Yan is starting to keep us in suspense."

An hour later, the competition ended.

The academy organized ten teachers to begin evaluating the submitted works.

Each person evaluates ten works and selects two from those ten.

Then, the ten people selected five works from these twenty works.

Then, select three works from the five works.

Finally, the three works are ordered.

While they were judging the entries, the participants below were not idle either.

They are still on the field, but they are gathered in twos and threes, discussing their experiences and insights from the competition.

"Sister Song, how did you feel about the competition?" Jiang Hexia happened to be sitting behind Song Siyao. As soon as the competition ended, she couldn't wait to pull Song Siyao aside and start chatting.

"It's alright," Song Siyao replied calmly.

"Not bad? That's pretty good. So, do you have a chance to make it into the top ten?" Jiang Hexia asked curiously.

"Top ten? I should be able to." Song Siyao knew her own drawing skills, but she didn't know about others.

"Then it's a sure thing, Sister Song, you're amazing." Jiang Hexia smiled broadly, then, as if remembering something, her eyes darkened and her voice lowered considerably, "If Brother Siyan were still here, he would definitely have won first place in this competition."

"Is his painting skill really that good?" Song Siyao asked curiously.

"He's amazing. He's the most amazing person I've ever met." Jiang Hexia's eyes always light up when she talks about Song Siyan.

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Just then, a mocking voice came from the side, "People these days really dare to say anything. This country bumpkin is probably participating in this kind of competition for the first time, yet he dares to say he can make it into the top ten. Ignorance is bliss."

Song Siyao looked up and saw Su Qingshuang, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

“Miss Su, how can you talk like that? You look down on people who grew up in the countryside. Do you think you’re so great just because you grew up in the capital?” Jiang Hexia spoke up for Song Siyao.

In the eyes of Beijingers, anywhere else is the countryside.

Their sense of superiority is innate and ingrained in their very being.

"Miss Jiang, did I say anything to you? Don't just take everything you say so seriously, you really think you're something special!" Su Qingshuang said bluntly.

"You!" Jiang Hexia was so angry that her face turned red, and she got up to fight.

Song Siyao grabbed her and said, "Xiao Hexia, sit down."

"Sister Song, she insulted you! I just can't stand her bullying attitude." Jiang Hexia said angrily.

"What would you do if a dog bit you?" Song Siyao said calmly.

Jiang Hexia frowned. "I can't bite back, and besides, I'm not a dog, I don't bite people. Sister Song, what would you do in my shoes?"

"Just kill the dog!" Song Siyao's tone was calm, but it carried an undeniable killing intent.

Jiang Hexia was stunned.

When Su Qingshuang heard that Song Siyao wanted to kill her, she was furious. She asked arrogantly, "Song Siyao, you want to kill me? Do you have the guts?"

"I just said I wanted to beat the dog to death. Is Miss Su a dog?" Song Siyao asked with a smile.

"Don't try to argue! You're just being unreasonable. You were clearly insulting me just now. You're making veiled accusations!" Su Qingshuang said fiercely.

"Why are you taking this personally? What evidence do you have to prove that I'm insulting you?" Song Siyao remained calm and composed.

Su Qingshuang was speechless.

Song Siyao continued to press, "Miss Su, could it be that you insulted me first, and now you feel guilty, so no matter what I do or say, you think I'm targeting you?"

Su Qingshuang's face turned ashen. She was good at being sarcastic and insincere, and if she were to actually name names and curse directly, it would make her seem very ill-mannered.

Unexpectedly, Song Siyao used the same tactics against her, leaving her defenseless.

"Song Siyao, stop with the empty talk. If you have the guts, let's try a different way of playing." Su Qingshuang said provocatively.

"I'm available anytime." Song Siyao said nonchalantly, not taking Su Qingshuang seriously at all.

"Fine!" Su Qing Shuang was successfully provoked. "When the competition results come out, if you don't make it into the top ten, you'll kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize."

"What if I make it into the top ten?" Song Siyao asked.

Su Qingshuang scoffed, "Ha, what a pipe dream! How could you possibly make it into the top ten?"

“Since it’s a game, there should be winners and losers. If I lose, I’ll be punished, and if I win, I’ll punish you. That’s fair,” Song Siyao said.

Su Qingshuang was certain that Song Siyao wouldn't make it into the top ten. Who is all-around talented? Song Siyao's medical skills are unparalleled, and her musical skills are superb. How could her painting skills be so amazing as well?

"Let's bet! Song Siyao, if you lose, you'll kneel down and kowtow to apologize to me. If you win, I'll kneel down and kowtow to apologize to you."

"Miss Su won't go back on her word, will she?" Song Siyao smiled.

"I, Su Qingshuang, always keep my word! And there are so many people watching, all of whom can testify, how could I possibly go back on my word?" Su Qingshuang said, looking as upright and indomitable as ever.

"Okay, I'll take it!" Song Si shook his head, his eyes icy cold.

"Sister Song!" Jiang Hexia said with a worried expression. Although she trusted Song Siyao, she didn't actually know Song Siyao's true strength.

"Don't be afraid, it's alright." Song Siyao smiled.

"Song Siyao, you won't be laughing for long." Su Qingshuang's face was full of malice.

Because of Song Siyao, she lost Hu Luo, and now she doesn't even have anyone to confide in.

She hated Song Siyao to the core!

Just then, the ten judges who were in charge of determining the competition results came out.

Yan Wei began, "Everyone, the results of the competition are in. Now, I will announce the results..."