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Chapter 485 Open the door and move the bamboo again

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    Zhangfu Academy.

    After the break, it was time for the exam, which the students loved to see.

    Wang Wuyang distributed the papers drafted by Hua Shuyang and revised by Teacher Zhao to the Zhang brothers and sisters, and the exam officially began.

    Next to the rockery outside the school window, the elegant and refined Xiangfei bamboo is planted. The breeze rustles the bamboo leaves, making people feel peaceful.

    Seeing the elegant scenery and beautiful sunshine outside, Mr. Zhao, who loves to bask in the sun, was immediately moved.

    After returning to the south where it is humid all the time, there is no such warm and dry sun to bask in.

    If your heart beats, take action.

    Zhao Hao asked the eldest disciple to sit in front of the podium to invigilate the exam. He picked up a copy of "Zuo Zhuan" and went outside to bask in the sun.

    Under the warmth of the genial sunshine, Mr. Zhao felt so comfortable that he wanted to sleep.  But this is in an idol's house, so you still have to maintain a good image.

    So he sat down at the stone table and read seriously.

    In my heart, I silently recalled the martial arts novels I had read.

    “Hey, I’ve been working really hard lately, so I need to take the time to change my mind.

    Although he could recall those novels verbatim, he felt they were boring.

    "Because Mr. Zhao's poor brain capacity is limited, he just calls up the memory and has no room to expand his imagination.

    You still have to read the book with your own eyes to enjoy it.

    When I turned back, I had time to ask Secretary Ma to copy out all the ‘Ancient Golden Yellow Liang’.

    Well, let’s do it!  Why didn't you think of it earlier?

    Mr. Zhao was happily thinking wildly when he suddenly heard a sound in his ears.

    "Brother Zhao."

    "Ah." Zhao Hao raised his head in fright and almost threw out the "Zuo Zhuan" in his hand.

    "Did you surprise your elder brother?" It turned out that Zhang Xiaojing stood next to her at some point.

    "No, Brother Yu was too focused on reading." Zhao Hao put down the book as if nothing had happened and asked, "What's the matter?"

    Zhang Xiaojing then raised her hand with a sweet smile and sent the paper to him.

    "You finished the answer so quickly?" Zhao Hao was slightly surprised, but he still said that he was distracted for too long.

    "It's almost half an hour." Zhang Xiaojing pointed to the sundial in front of the school with her green fingers.

    "Really? Sure enough, happy reading makes people feel that time flies by." Zhao Hao smiled and took the paper.  It was probably too early for Jingxiu and the others to finish their answers, so he asked her to get a pen and start correcting them on the spot.

    Zhang Xiaojing stood aside, twisting the silk handkerchief with her hands, her little face full of nervousness.

    If I make too many wrong questions, will Brother Zhao look down on me

    Zhao Hao has already done the paper himself, so he can correct it very quickly.

    After a while, the last question was marked, and then Teacher Zhao marked the score on the top of the paper.

    One hundred percent!

    There are no additional questions.

    "Xiao Jing is awesome" Zhang Xiaojing secretly clenched her pink fist.

    "Everything was done right." Zhao Hao also nodded with satisfaction and took a look at this beautiful girl with picturesque features.  "Sister Xiao Jing is really solid in her studies."

    "Brother Zhao is joking, the stupid bird will fly first." Zhang Xiaojing shook her head and said modestly: "My little sister is not like my brothers, she has more free time."

    The implication is that I spend all my time studying science.  Why don't you praise me quickly?

    "Okay! With this energy, you will definitely become a real scientist." Zhao Hao naturally gave the teacher's encouragement, and then looked at her strangely.

    Why are you still standing here and not leaving?

    "Sister Xiao Jing, is there anything else?"

    Then I saw Zhang Xiaojing twisting the handkerchief tightly with both hands, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Isn't there any reward for getting 100 points in the exam?"

    "Oh?" Zhao Haoxin said, forgetting to ask Ma Xianglan to draw a few certificates of excellence.

    "Then what reward do you want?" He looked at Xiao Jing with a smile.

    "I would like to ask Brother Zhao for a favor" Zhang Xiaojing's porcelain-white cheeks showed two blushes: "My little sister has drawn a few bamboos. Can I ask Brother Zhao to write a poem?"

    "Is this it?" Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Sister, as soon as I put that word on it, your painting will be ruined."

    In fact, Mr. Zhao has been practicing calligraphy from time to time this year.  The handwriting has improved a lot compared to the original, at least it is eye-catching.

    But it’s still far from the level of being able to write inscriptions on other people’s paintings.

    "I'm happy." When Zhang Xiaojing agreed, she hurriedly entered the class and took out a painting tube and the pen and ink for writing poems.

    It was obviously premeditated.

    Zhao ?Then he helped her and carefully spread the rice paper in the painting tube on the stone table.

    A painting of "Youhuang Xiushi Picture" appeared in front of Zhao Hao's eyes, and the desolate and elegant atmosphere in the painting immediately hit his face.

    Zhao Hao looked at the lake stone in the picture, which stood dangerously and was exquisite and clear; behind the stone, there was a thin and strong black bamboo, with upward-looking bamboo leaves, graceful and colorful, and there were several pairs of young bamboo shoots interspersed among the bamboo clusters, giving a feeling of spring.

    The painting is exactly the scene in front of me.

    "My sister's brushwork is strong, with suitable shades and shades, and she has the style of everyone." Zhao Hao actually couldn't say what he was doing, so he would just praise her if he caught her.

    "My brother is so complimentary, but my little sister is following her mother in drawing blindly." Zhang Xiaojing naturally changed her title, twisting her Guangxiu in one hand, and holding a piece of gold-painted Hui ink on the inkstone to grind the ink for him.

    She just heard her smile softly and said: "How can the graffiti be worthy of my brother's poem? It's just a shameless nonsense based on my brother's connivance."

    "My brothers and sisters are not so particular." Zhao Hao also closed his sleeves with one hand, picked up the brush with the other, and asked with a smile: "What poems does my sister want?"

    "That song "Bamboo and Stone" is excellent" Zhang Xiaojing said softly.

    "Bamboo and stone." Zhao Hao pondered for a while and said: "It's too hard, it's more like giving it to your father"

    Zhang Xiaojing said in her heart, I had originally planned to hang this painting in my father's study.

    She was about to say it was okay, but then she heard Zhao Hao say: "How about I give you another song?"

    "Really?!" Zhang Xiaojing was so excited that she immediately reached out and covered her mouth.

    After she saw Zhao Hao come to Beijing, she refused to recite poems and write lyrics.  I thought he had given up leisurely life in order to concentrate on promoting science.

    “I didn’t expect that Brother Zhao would actually break the vow for me

    Xiao Zhuzi was so happy that he was almost dizzy.  She felt like she was going to become a moon.

    "If brother can compose a new song for my little sister, I will be lucky for the rest of my life!" Zhang Xiaojing suppressed her excitement and nodded emphatically.

    "Okay." Zhao Hao picked up his pen and wrote in the blank space:

    ‘The light smoke and ancient ink are scattered across the length and breadth, and half of this gentleman’s face is written.

    There is no need to report peace, Shi Xian Xiang Fei has seen her before!  ’

    After writing down the signature, he took out his personal seal from the sachet, dipped it in some ink pad, and put the seal on it with both hands.

    "It's embarrassing." Mr. Zhao said with a smile, and took a step back to take a closer look.  Well, the writing is not bad, and it is considered to be a superb performance.

    "Light smoke and ancient ink are spread across half of this gentleman's face. There is no need to report peace, Concubine Shixian Xiang has seen" Zhang Xiaojing stood there fixedly, reciting Zhao Hao's poem in a low voice, and her beautiful little face turned even redder.  .

    Brother Zhao’s poem seems to be about painting, but it is actually saying goodbye to Xiao Jing

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