Chapter 262
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The two of them first had a painting competition and asked the man to come up with the question anonymously. When the question was brought over, Wei Ziyao just opened it and knew who came up with the question.
The question was "Tiger Sniffs the Rose".
If he didn't guess wrong, it should be from Old Seven.
The painting time was half an hour, which was also one hour.
It could be said that the time was very tight. How could a good painting be done in such a hurry?
But both of them finished within the time limit.
Wen Wan's painting was a very realistic big tiger. It had to be said that the painting was really good.
But it was not to the extent that Qi Jianning could not raise her head.
The tiger was lying on the edge of the rose, as if it was dozing off. In short, it was in a very satisfied state. With the rose as a foil, the tiger was less wild and more gentle.
It was very good to be able to complete the painting in such a short time.
But when everyone saw Wei Ziyao's painting, everyone knew that Wen Wan had lost.
Because Wei Ziyao did not draw a tiger, but a human.
The background was a battlefield. On the battlefield, a woman was sitting on the back of a tall horse. Under the horse, a man in armor grabbed the back of the woman's hand and pressed it against his face.
That kind of attachment and love was expressed incisively and vividly.
This was the real tiger sniffing the rose.
Behind him was his country and brothers who needed the tiger to protect. Beside him was the entanglement with his lover.
The choice was to either let himself and her down, or let his brothers and country down.
Everyone who saw this painting was worried about the tiger in the painting.
"Your Highness, what do you say? Does your hand hurt? Do you still want to compete? "
Looking at Wei Ziyao's painting, Wen Wan did feel that she had lost, but so what!
"Compete! Why not? What's the next round? "
"I'll listen to you. I'll compete with anything."
Killing! It was a brutal slaughter!
This was too much of a slap to the princess's face.
Wei Ziyao could easily compete with anything. She was simply playing with the princess like a clown.
It was like an old cat catching a mouse. It would first get tired of playing with the mouse, then eat it.
The mouse always felt that he was playing with the cat, but in fact, he was the funny one.
"Then let's compete in music."
"Music?" This time, Wei Ziyao was a little embarrassed.
However, she was not troubled by the competition, but because she missed her musical instruments. She did not know if she would be caught as a monster if she took out a musical instrument in front of everyone.
Most importantly … geniuses were tired.
Ever since she was very young, she only slept for four hours a day. Every day, she took pleasure in washing away all kinds of knowledge.
But … why did she only think about sleeping every day after she transmigrated? Could it be that her transmigration had made her stupid?
At this moment, Wen Wan interrupted her thoughts.
"What? Does the Princess Consort feel embarrassed? If it's too much for you … I can let you go. "
"Please don't. Even if you let me go, I don't want to let you go. It's just that I don't have a suitable instrument that I need …"
"I have it!" someone shouted excitedly.
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