It's Easy to Win, But Hard to Lose
Lin Shu's choice of painting was simply making things difficult for Ji Yunshu.
It was not because she was not as skilled as him, but because her painting skills were too good.
However, in order to get rid of this sticky candy, she had to let Lin Shu gain the upper hand. But painting?
It was easy for her to win, but it was too difficult to lose without leaving a trace.
Seeing that she was still hesitating, Lin Shu smiled and continued to provoke, "What, you don't dare?"
"There is no fear. Since I said to let you choose, and you chose the painting, then it is a painting."
"Good!" Lin Shu shouted to the people around him, "Put the things on the table."
Thus, the crowd dispersed to the sides. Some people went in and moved the tables to the side, freeing up eight tables that were joined together. They prepared the paper, brush, and ink and spread them on the table.
It really looked like a competition!
Lin Shu raised his brows, "Do you know the painting of Jiangbei Huainan?"
Ji Yunshu replied, "Yes."
Come on, the painting of Jiangbei Huainan was unearthed in a tomb in Pingqiu County, Shaanxi Province. Coincidentally, she was also involved in that project, and she even saw the restored painting displayed in front of her.
On the screen was a picture of a battlefield. The general was leading the soldiers on a battlefield that was filled with smoke and blood.
At that time, she did not know how shocked she was!
Lin Shu said, "It's good that you know. How about using Jiangbei Huainan as a reference and make a painting?"
"Up to you."
Lin Shu thought again, "Since it is a competition, it cannot be without a referee." As he said this, he turned his gaze to Shang Zhuo, "Shang Zhuo, everyone in the academy knows that you are good at copying and painting. Every time Teacher examines the paintings, he lets you be by his side. In that case, you will be the referee for the competition between me and Teacher Ji. What do you think?"
After helping Ji Yunshu, Shang Zhuo originally wanted to hide in the crowd and watch silently. Now that he was called out to be the referee, he could not refuse.
He could only say, "Okay."
In fact, everyone knew that Lin Shu's painting skills were second only to Shang Zhuo's in the academy. Sometimes, Teacher Yu even praised his paintings for having more charm than Shang Zhuo's.
Thus, he thought that Ji Yunshu was asking for trouble!
Lin Shu picked up his brush and started drawing on the paper. He was full of energy and confidence.
Compared to him, Ji Yunshu was much more indifferent. She wasn't thinking about how to win, but how to lose.
It took a long time for him to pick up his brush and start painting.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the two of them finished painting!
The surrounding students all gathered around and gathered forward.
Lin Shu's painting was a scene that echoed "Jiangbei Huainan". It was also a scene of slaughter on the battlefield. In the painting, a general was riding on the back of a horse with its front hooves raised high. The general's armor was stained with blood, and he held a long sword in his hand as he ruthlessly stabbed at a soldier. The expression on his face was well drawn, but due to the lack of time, it was not detailed.
However, it could already be considered a masterpiece.
When everyone's gaze slowly shifted to Ji Yunshu's painting …
A wave of roaring laughter filled with ridicule!
They pointed at it and asked, "What painting is this?"
"You call this a painting? Stop joking. "
"Even a baby who just learned how to hold a brush is better than this."
…
In any case, all kinds of bitter and unkind paintings had been produced.
Ji Yunshu smiled and didn't care in the slightest. Looking at the messy lines on the paper, she was very satisfied. She could only blame the others for not understanding it.
But it was fine, it was the effect she wanted!
Lost!
When the two paintings were placed side by side, even a child could tell who was better. Whether it was from the original topic or the painting skills, Lin Shu won.
Lin Shu's face was full of pride. He raised his chin at Shang Zhuo and said, "You're the judge. Tell me, who won?"
Of course I won!
Shang Zhuo's eyes slightly darkened. He looked at the two paintings for a long time before he said.
"Lin Shu won."
Lin Shu finally let out a sigh of relief. He straightened his back, his eyes full of arrogance, and looked at the painting full of lines with contempt. "I thought that Teacher Ji's painting skills were outstanding, but it turns out that it's only so-so."
He picked his tone!
Ji Yunshu, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief. "This humble one has lost. I also admit that my painting skills are clumsy and have dirtied everyone's eyes. I can't help but admire Young Master Lin's painting. In just the time it takes to burn a stick of incense to burn, this humble one sincerely admits defeat."
She put her hands together and bowed politely.
"Actually, it's not that your painting is bad. At least, the lines are smooth."
"Now that the competition is over and this humble one has lost, I will take my leave."
When she finished speaking, she prepared to leave. However, Tang Si wasn't so easily dismissed.
She straightened her body and stood in front of Lin Shu. "Your painting can't compare to Ah Ji's. I've seen Ah Ji's paintings before. The portraits she draws are just like the real thing. That's what I call superb. What you've drawn is not in her eyes at all. Can't you see that she's letting you win?"
"Little girl, if you continue to spout nonsense, I'll pull your tongue out. So many pairs of eyes clearly saw whose painting is better. Are you trying to say that we're all blind?" Lin Shu was furious.
"That's right. You're all blind. My Ah Ji doesn't want to compete with someone like you."
Ji Yunshu immediately pulled her over. "Miss Tang, we should go."
"Ah Ji, your painting is clearly better than his. Why did you let him win?"
"It's my own fault for being inferior."
"That's not it. It's not like I haven't seen your previous paintings. They're clearly better than his."
"You …" Ji Yunshu was truly speechless.
Big Sister, can't you just give me a way out?
You can't even tell if a painting is good or not. You're still boasting shamelessly here. So what I said is right. Women should stay in their rooms, embroidering, weaving, supporting their husbands, and raising their children. How dare you show your face in public and get so close to a man? "Lin Shu sneered," How dare you be so close to a man? "
Tang Si might not have understood the meaning of "only women are difficult to raise", but she understood the three words "shameless", and heard them all.
Her eyes turned red the moment her anger reached her head.
Coupled with the laughter of the people around her, it was like a drug that stimulated the impulse in her brain.
She gritted her teeth and roared, "I'm not a genteel person like you who only knows how to talk."
At the end of her speech!
The silver whip that was wrapped around her waist was pulled out!
As the whip was pulled out, it brought with it a cold gust of wind.
The long whip was flung out, shining with silver light.
According to the customs of Hou Liao, the first whip was ruthlessly lashed to the ground.
Smack!
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