0p0 Chapter 275 Daji is a male fox
Chapter 275 Daji is a male fox
The second section mainly focuses on practicing questions.
Youhuang gave out twenty-four typical questions and asked everyone to answer them based on the ideas from the previous class.
The original intention was to be lazy, save voice, and not let people find fault, but the result was just changing the name and numbers, and these people had no idea what they were talking about.
Youhuang had no choice but to explain each question one by one to everyone. After two classes, his throat was sore. As soon as the get out of class was over, he immediately drank a large cup of tea and stared at Shen Huaiyue.
Shen Huaiyue was frightened by her stare, and realized that he had said too much, so he quickly slapped his mouth and said, "Next time, next time I will definitely control my mouth and never cause you any trouble."
"If you do that again, I will cast a silencing spell on you and keep you from speaking for a month."
You Huang gave Shen Huaiyue a cold warning, and she was so scared that she quickly covered her mouth, fearing that she would really make her unable to speak for a month.
Lin Xiya came over and comforted him, "Don't worry, the next class is about painting, so you don't have to speak. But if you have time, go see my cousin. She is almost going crazy because of Chen Jinnan's case."
"I heard from my second brother that Chen Jinnan died of that vile disease. What's there to investigate?"
"Look, look..." Lin Xiya said excitedly, "Everyone knows this, but General Zhenyuan's Mansion refuses to believe it. They want the government office to sentence the woman to death. It's obviously their own fault, but they are blaming an innocent person. Isn't that ridiculous?"
"The bitch will get her comeuppance..." You Huang said disapprovingly, "I said long ago that he would die under a woman, but I didn't expect it to come true so soon."
"Chen Jinnan has brought this upon himself. If they want to make trouble, let them do so. Captain Lin can just ignore them. If they really go too far, report them to His Majesty. Your Majesty will not condone them to flout the laws you have established, will you?"
As soon as You Huang finished speaking, Lin Xiya clapped her hands and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, how can you overturn the law you made? Let my cousin say so when you go back."
"Don't be impatient." Shen Huaiyue quickly stopped him and said to Youhuang, "I heard that there was a lot of fox hair at the crime scene. They insisted that it was a fox spirit who killed her. They believed that the prostitute was a fox spirit in disguise, and they insisted that the government office catch the fox spirit."
"We need to ask a Taoist priest to catch the fox spirit. The people in the government office don't know how to catch monsters." You Huang felt more and more that there was something wrong with the people in General Zhenyuan's mansion.
"They suspected that it was Daji who did it..."
"Isn't Daji the demon in Investiture of the Gods? Could it be that she came out of the book and killed Chen Jinnan?" The female student sitting in front of Shen Huaiyue turned around and asked.
"They are referring to the fox that Huang'er raised." Shen Huaiyue looked at You and snorted coldly, "They want to force the government to settle this case. It was you, Huang'er, who sent the fox spirit to kill people to vent your anger. Fortunately, Captain Lin insisted that you had nothing to do with this matter."
"What a joke, Daji is a male fox." You Huang sneered disdainfully, "She is also a male fox who cultivates immortality, how could she seduce a scumbag and ruin her cultivation?"
"What did you say? Daji is actually a male fox. My brother was so fascinated by the description in the storybook." Suddenly a voice interrupted from the side, and there was even a hint of evil taste in the tone.
You Huang was stunned for a moment and then explained: "The fox in the storybook is a female fox, and the one I raise at home is a male fox. They just happen to have the same name."
"Is it just a coincidence?" Shen Huaiyue smiled mischievously, "Didn't you get inspiration from Daji to write the masterpiece "Investiture of the Gods", and people got to know Su Daji, the vixen who brought disaster to the country and the people?"
"Stories are stories, reality is reality, how can the two be compared?"
General Zhenyuan's Mansion wanted to pin the crime of murder on her, so she let them be drowned in the saliva of the world.
The bell for class interrupted the conversation of several people, and Youhuang slowly took out his painting supplies, and also took out the painting he had done in the previous class, which was themed Late Autumn.
Shen Huaiyue came over to take a look and exclaimed, "I thought autumn chrysanthemums against frost were the best portrayal of late autumn, but I didn't expect your red maple leaves to be more dazzling than the chrysanthemums I painted, and have more of the flavor of late autumn."
"Sister's boneless painting of chrysanthemums is also very beautiful and elegant." You Huang looked at Shen Huaiyue's painting and said, "If you pay more attention to the layout, it will be more perfect."
"Does painting also require layout?" Shen Huaiyue asked in surprise, as if he had heard it for the first time.
"Of course it has to be done with care. There must be a theme and supporting objects, so that the picture can have a main and subordinate, and a center of gravity." You Huang picked up the pen and took out the paintbrush, dipped it in ink, and followed Shen Huaiyue's painting, simply outlining the general outline on the blank paper, but the position was changed.
"Look, sister, with this arrangement, doesn't the picture look more harmonious?"
Youhuang handed over the finished sketch, Shen Huaiyue took it, compared it with his own painting, and quickly put it in his book box.
He turned around and smiled mischievously: "This painting is also mine."
"boring……"
The bamboo grove is silent, and a sketch is also worth a work of art.
Fang Mo came in with a bunch of painting supplies in his arms and hands. He put them down and said directly, "Put your homework from last class on the table. I want to see how you apply your techniques."
Everyone spread out their paintings on the table. According to the convention, he would start from the front to check everyone's homework. However, Fang Mo glanced at Youhuang and said, "I will change the order today and start from the last student..." Then he successfully saw Youhuang's defensive expression.
Fang Mo walked over and quickly scanned the entire picture and said, "The color matching, layout, primary and secondary, virtual and real, and blank space are all fine. The only shortcoming is that there is no poem."
"Sir, I had the poem before I painted." You Huang immediately explained: "When the next issue of Min Bao comes out, you will see the poem with the same name as the painting. You can think of it as a surprise prepared by my students for everyone."
"Mountain Travel." Fang Mo read out the name of the painting and said, "You missed the summer, and we have no chance to see the poetry of summer."
"It's so hot in the summer that all the poems have dried up." Youhuang played a pun, thought for a while and then recited: "The bright moon on a branch startled a magpie, and the breeze made cicadas sing in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs can be heard. Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three drops of rain in front of the mountain. The old thatched house is beside the community forest, and the road turns to the creek bridge and suddenly appears."
"You actually wrote a poem." Fang Mo looked at You Huang in surprise and said, "After listening to your poem, I can see a painting. How about you make a painting of summer?"
"No." You Huang refused immediately, picked up the letter and wrote quickly, "I'll write it down quickly and give it to Mr. Murong this afternoon as a contribution to the next issue of Min Bao."
Picking up the pen, Youhuang hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Fang, shouldn't students give others some chances?"
Fang Mo didn't expect You Huang to ask this. After thinking for a while, he said, "I can't make the decision on this matter. You should discuss it with Mr. Murong and Mr. Yan Rong later."
"Actually..." Fang Mo hesitated and said, "It depends on whether the Min Bao agrees."
"It's so exaggerated." Youhuang found it unbelievable.
Shen Huaiyue immediately said: "It's not an exaggeration at all."