"I will go to the Wen Pavilion after I finish handling the matters at hand in a few days." Jiang Dongyu said lightly. He did not expect to go to the Wen Pavilion so soon. It is the highest cultural treasure house in the empire and a place that all literati long for. As a reviewer,

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"You're so cunning." Tang Wenshan couldn't help but laugh.

"I guess the teacher won't report me." Jiang Dongyu chuckled. As a member of Wen Ge, guessing questions for people in the same town is against the rules. After all, Jiang Dongyu has not officially joined Wen Ge.

It's troublesome, but it doesn't matter if no one cares about it. Jiang Dongyu's move can be said to be on the edge of the rules. You can say that he violated it, but you can also say that he didn't.

"After drinking some wine, I kind of forgot what we were talking about before. Come to the Imperial City as soon as possible." Tang Wenshan said angrily, entered the space scroll, and disappeared.

After the banquet, Jiang Dongyu returned to school and sorted out the town examination questions in the past twenty years. Naturally, none of the town examination questions were the same, but there were traces to follow. Others wanted to guess the questions, even if they knew Mr. Da very well.

It’s hard to predict what questions the university students will ask this year. However, Jiang Dongyu is different. He is a Qiankun Painter.

Master, back then he didn't know the music score, but he knew the autumn leaf. He could infer the whole song from a piece of music score and evolve it based on the Tao. This is a special ability that only belongs to the painter. Tang Wenshan can also do it, so he knows what Jiang Dongyu will do.

Because of this, he knew that once Jiang Dongyu guessed a question, the probability of guessing it correctly was extremely high.

Jiang Dongyu spent seven days to deduce a thousand questions based on the evolution of Qiankun Painting Dao, which was the same number as the town examination questions. He drew Mr. Da in the shape of twenty years of town examination questions. Mr. Da in the painting was very blurry.

, but if Tang Wenshan were here, he would be able to recognize that this person is Wang Shuhan. According to the theory of painting, Qiankun Painter is not only able to draw things he has seen.

To be precise, these thousand questions were not guessed by Jiang Dongyu, but written by Mr. Da in the painting. Jiang Dongyu’s painting realm is limited, so Mr. Da’s personality portrait does not completely match Wang Shuhan himself, but he also drew

More than 50%, among the thousand questions, Jiang Dongyu can guarantee that at least 500 questions will be this year's town exam questions. As long as Tang Wenshan does not leak the matter and let Mr. Da re-set the questions, then this town exam, Jiang Dongyu

Yu is sure that all the people in Taohua Town will pass.

When Jiang Dongyu came to the school, his husband was in class.

"Jiang Dongyu!" His appearance caused a commotion in the school.

"Long time no see, classmates." Jiang Dongyu responded gently. Looking at these familiar faces, Jiang Dongyu felt a little emotional. Unknowingly, two years have passed.

"I'm here today to prepare a big gift for you. I have a set of test papers here. I hope you will swear in the name of the Blood Ancestor never to reveal this matter, and then I will give you the test papers." Jiang Dongyu said, he did not

Way to trust everyone.

"It's so serious, could it be this year's exam question?" Jiang Luyao smiled brightly and said jokingly. Of course she knew it couldn't be this year's exam question. You must know that even the prince's exam cannot open a back door.

However, Jiang Dongyu's words shocked everyone, including Mr.

"You can think so."

Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, Jiang Dongyu's face rose slightly and said: "I guessed this set of test papers based on the town examination questions in the past twenty years, but I can guarantee at least half of the compliance rate. I hope that Taohua Town will

We can all pass the town exam this year, and you are all my classmates, but I am already a member of the Wenge, and my actions are not in line with the rules, so I want you to swear that you will not leak this matter in the name of the Blood Ancestor."

Jiang Dongyu is the number one scholar in essay writing and is the first person in history to get a perfect score. His words are still very credible in everyone's minds.

Heng Hu was the first to speak and swore that he had no grudges. He knew that Jiang Dongyu didn't distrust him, but distrusted other people. People's hearts are unpredictable. Everyone in the school is a classmate, but who can guarantee that they will all be grateful people.

Li Tianyi followed closely, and under such influence, Jiang Luyao, Zhao Yanran, Jiang Tianyu and others also began to swear. When everyone swore, Jiang Dongyu took out the test paper in his hand and waved it, and the words in the test paper were printed on the wall.

On the page, the font size is enlarged so that everyone can see it clearly.

This move made Li Tianyi smile bitterly, and the gap between them became wider and wider.

"There are some questions that don't have standard answers. You need to prepare them by yourself. Among them, I divided the picture scroll questions into two types because I don't know who will set the picture scroll questions this year. There is less than half a month before the July town test.

In a month's time, I want each of you to draw two pictures

Give me the picture and let me guide you, do you have any opinions?" Jiang Dongyu's words revealed the tone of a superior, not because he was arrogant towards his classmates, but because he was positioned as a primary school teacher at this time, and now, in the audience

Not his classmates, but his students.

"No." Everyone shook their heads. It was difficult for them to regard Jiang Dongyu as their peers anymore. There was a huge gap in knowledge.

"Start painting now and finish it before dark. Time is tight in the examination room. The details in the painting do not need to be many. Prioritize. The main thing is creative composition. I hope everyone can spend more time thinking about it. This is very important."

Jiang Dongyu said, the students here are all just ink painters. Looking at it from the perspective of Wenge examiners,

I am afraid that no matter how good my paintings are, they will all be rubbish. In this case, creative composition is particularly important, and for those who take the town examination, there is not much difference in their ink painting skills. What Jiang Dongyu saves them is the time of creative composition.

, only those who have actually taken the town examination will know how tight the time for the literary examination is.

Among the titles of Jiang Dongyu's two paintings, Mr. Da's title is "A Hundred Birds Return to the Forest," and Tang Wenshan's title is "Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water."

While waiting, smelling the fragrance of ink, Jiang Dongyu couldn't help but feel his hands itching. He rolled out a large scroll that was 180 meters long and began to draw.

During the town exam, the size of the scrolls was limited and only black ink could be used, which was very restrictive. However, Jiang Dongyu was not taking the exam at this time. He mixed up 300 colors. Black alone had ten color levels, except for the thick burnt ones.

In addition to light and light, he also distinguished five color levels, between burnt, thick, heavy and light.

"A hundred birds return to the forest, and the mirror is like a flower in the water." Jiang Dongyu murmured to himself, and the battle between Huo Yanglie and Bai Yuntian in the Chiyang Forest that day began to appear in his mind.

Whoa! Jiang Dongyu picked up the largest Howling Wolf brush and laid out the colors on the scroll.

"What is Jiang Dongyu drawing?"

"It's the water surface. Is the water surface he painted the title of Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water?"

The ripples in the water surface painted by Jiang Dongyu reflect the flowers, plants and trees on the shore.

"No, no, there are reflections of birds on the water. Wow, what kind of ferocious beast is this?" Li Tianyi exclaimed, and he saw that Jiang Dongyu painted an unknown big bird with a huge size, reflecting the big tree in the sky.

Being pinned down by this giant red bird, cracks immediately appeared.

Jiang Dongyu's brush did not stop, he painted Huoyanglie, and how could he miss Baiyuntian, the two beast kings confronting each other, the atmosphere can be clearly felt through the reflection in the water.

"Wonderful." The gentleman said with emotion, "The perfect combination of Birds Returning to the Forest and Flowers in the Mirror, this painting will get full marks no matter which topic it is."

"Sir, you can't just talk nonsense just because Jiang Dongyu is the number one scholar in literature. A hundred birds return to the forest, but where are the hundreds of birds?" Jiang Tianyu was a little dissatisfied. Jiang Dongyu painted very well, but there are only two kinds of animals and birds in this painting. How can there be hundreds of birds?

When Qin Yi said it, not only Jiang Tianyu, but others were also confused.

"Look carefully." The gentleman said to Jiang Tianyu.

Everyone looked carefully and suddenly felt that they were in a world of scrolls. The whole earth was shaking, like a tide of beasts coming. The two beast kings did not move, so why did the earthquake come?

"When the beast king calls, who dares not to come? Not to mention hundreds of birds, there are ten thousand birds."

"That's it." Everyone suddenly realized, yes, who said that hundreds of birds returning to the forest must be drawn. Jiang Dongyu only drew two kinds of beasts and birds, but with this kind of body shape, who dares to say that he is not the king of beasts? When the beast king calls, all the beasts surrender.

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Jiang Dongyu changed his pen, and the imitation Ma Liang magic pen given by Tang Wenshan appeared in his hand.

The finishing touch!

An extremely terrifying pressure came from the scroll. Bai Yuntian outside the school looked shocked. He actually felt his own pressure?

Huo Yanglie was flying in the sky. Although he had returned from Sanye Town a long time ago, he was given a tour of the surrounding villages and towns. Although it was not his first time in the human world, it was his first time to sightsee so leisurely and contentedly.

, suddenly his eyes narrowed.

"Who is confronting Bai Yuntian? Is the young master in danger?" Huo Yanglie was anxious, but after a moment, he calmed down and said, "Is it my pressure?"

Jiang Dongyu's picture scroll deceived everyone. The people in the school collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely. For just a moment, they felt that they were facing two beast kings, and the next moment they would be bitten to death. That was

It was such a horror that they never wanted to experience it again in their lives. Fortunately, Jiang Dongyu put away the scroll in time.

"Sir, I have to go to the toilet."

"I'll go too."

"Let me go first."

The gentleman laughed heartily. Even though he was old, he was still a warrior in the Mortal Realm, so naturally he would not be as embarrassed as a student. However, he was still surprised by Jiang Dongyu's picture scroll.

"There are four ways of painting, one is ink, two is meaning, three is heart, and four is Tao. Which state are you in now?" the teacher asked.

"Sir, you are really well-informed. You even know that the student is now a Taoist painter." Jiang Dongyu replied. He was not surprised that he knew about the realm of painters. In terms of knowledge, Jiang Dongyu was far behind him. His

Everything I have learned in my life comes from my teacher. To say that a person is better than an expert, Jiang Dongyu dare not make any mistakes.

"It's amazing." The teacher was pleased, and then he said reproachfully, "Don't do this next time. These students of mine have almost lost their confidence after being hit by you."

"How is that possible?" Jiang Dongyu was a little embarrassed, "I should have more fighting spirit. Isn't the academic style in Taohua Town much better after I became the number one scholar?"

"You kid, it's a good thing to have a goal, but if the goal is too far away, it will be counterproductive. They are not fools. Even if they don't know the realm of painters, they don't understand that you and they are no longer on the same level." He said.

Then, the gentleman opened his palm and said, "Bring it here."

"What?"

The gentleman coughed slightly and said angrily: "The picture of the Beast King you just drew."

"I should. The teacher wants me to draw a few more pictures for you later."

"Do I still care about your paintings?" The old man blushed and said with a thick neck.
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