The prince glanced at Xie Qiao's body.

"You seemed to order Miss Xie just now, so please ask Miss Xie to compare your paintings?" The prince said a gentle spring breeze, "Miss Xie, are you willing?"

If Xieqiao is an ordinary Taoist priest, he would not rashly invite her to paint.

But she...

It's Li Shiyan's big disciple.

It's his master sister.

The number one scholar in this world is his teacher Li Shiyan!

The teacher knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he is still a very picky person. If Xieqiao has no talent and good posture, the teacher will never accept as an apprentice, let alone the first apprentice!

Moreover, over the years, he has not listened to the teacher's praise, saying that Mo Chusheng is just painting a bug, and he can see that her painting skills are extraordinary. He also said that her painting style is changeable and her right and left hands are very good at it. Can do two purposes with one mind.

In short, in the teacher's mouth, Mo Chusheng, no one can compare and stand out.

At this moment everyone looked at Xie Qiao.

There are not many calligraphy and painting classes in Xie Qiao. The calligraphy and calligraphy exams did well in the earlier tests, but they were all about theoretical knowledge.

She seldom handed in painting and calligraphy assignments, and it seemed that she was in poor health and lacked energy.

It might be a bit embarrassing for her to be in front of everyone at this moment.

"If I win, he won't be a sir?" Xie Qiao asked slowly in a very soft voice.

When I said this, many people felt that Xie Qiao did not want to compare with Zhao Xu, nor did he want to let Master Zhao go.

But there was no surprise in my heart. After all, Master Zhao was young and good-looking. If he came to be a master, he would be a lot more interesting.

Zhao Xuzhi was also overjoyed when he heard Xie Qiao's words, saying, "Miss Xie, don't worry. I started to learn painting at the age of five. Since I dare to be your master, I naturally have this ability."

The prince shot Han Xing and snorted softly, and a bit of slaying anger emerged from his laziness.

Xie Qiao stood up, looking carelessly: "Then I will be better than you."

If she wins, Zhao Xuzhi will roll far away, which is pretty good.

Zhao Xuzhi is in a good mood right now.

It seems that his master is settled.

And this Xieqiao is also in the bag.

This woman should also have some good feelings for him. She looks good. Although her father and brother were born as bandits, Xie Pinggang is very promising and will not hinder him.

In particular, she and Na Mo Chusheng may still have a master-disciple relationship. So, after Na Mo Chusheng, she will treat him a bit more courteously.

Mo Chusheng is an expert, if this class of people can get it under his own hands, in the future...whatever they do, it will be much more convenient.

Moreover, since Xie Qiao is familiar with Mo Chusheng, he should have some yin and yang skills.

Zhao Xuzhi felt much more relaxed at this moment.

Change the depression just now.

The prince asked people to prepare drawing paper, and let them arrange two larger desks for them to paint.

"This time I will use the landscape as the topic, and it must be completed within an hour." The Prince said concisely and concisely.

Xie Qiao is honest, there is not much to say at this moment, sitting in his position, he began to conceive.

The Shuiyue Temple is in the mountains, and it still occupies a condescending position. On weekdays at the Taoist Temple, you can see the mountain scenery, the flying clouds and the mist, the green Tianchi, which is so beautiful.

She did not paint much of this landscape.

It's just that Yun Wei's name is her money bag, and the vest must not be lost.

So the best painting method still needs to converge.

Fortunately, when she painted with Yun Wei's famous head, she didn't paint many landscapes, or it was a small one. At this time, she only needs to restrain herself a little, and she should not be able to see it.

Xie Qiao writes.