The moon was setting in the west and the sun was rising in the east. This eventful night was finally over.
Nangong Yue got up early again, and everything was as usual. When the girls arrived at Jingzhe Residence, it was just a quarter before the hour, and they still had time to do some preparations before class.
Nangong Yue put her calligraphy and paintings on the desk in a leisurely manner. Yesterday, Mr. Fang asked them to finish a calligraphy and painting, but only Nangong Yue knew that what she brought was an old painting that she had drawn before. She curled her lips sarcastically, the eldest aunt didn't like her being in the limelight too much, but she didn't know that she didn't care about such things at all!
Nangong Yue looked at the others calmly, Nangong Cheng was always high-spirited and confident, Nangong Yan was still cowardly and inferior, Nangong Lin looked proud, and Su Qingping...
Nangong Yue looked at Su Qingping playfully. If she remembered correctly, Su Qingping in her previous life only knew little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but now she looks confident...
At this time, Fang Ru arrived on time. She was always serious and expressionless, and the first sentence was straight to the point: "Girls, spread your calligraphy and paintings on the desk."
As always, Fang Ru was the first to look at Nangong Cheng's paintings. Nangong Yue remembered that Nangong Cheng's paintings were always good, but her handwriting was relatively weak.
Sure enough, after seeing Nangong Cheng's painting, Fang Ru nodded appreciatively, "This painting is in harmony with the mountains and rivers, harmoniously matched, freehand and freehand. It's a pity that the artist is immature, but if you can reach this level at your age, it's considered excellent." Suddenly, she glanced at Nangong Cheng's painting again, feeling that something was missing, "Why didn't you mention the words?"
Nangong Cheng showed a hint of embarrassment, and explained: "The student's handwriting is three points short, fearing that it will affect the overall aesthetic feeling, so I didn't mention the handwriting."
Fang Ru nodded, with regret in her eyes, she didn't speak any more, and went to look at Nangong Yan's painting.
Nangong Yan painted a picture of a chicken pecking at rice. A few crooked lines barely form the shape of a chicken. The four slender claws support the whole body askew. Under the chicken claws are a few drops of thick ink, which are regarded as Making rice, the style of painting is simple and childish, like that of a five-year-old child.
But even so, Fang Ru still looked normal, and said lightly: "Practice more."
"Yes, sir." Nangong Yan blushed and almost curled up into a ball.
The third one is Nangong Yue. What she brings is a painting she made a month ago by her pre-rebirth self, a sunset photo-of course, at the age of nine, her painting skills are very ordinary.
Fang Ru frowned, a little disappointed. Nangong Yue's piano skills made her overestimate the second girl. Fang Ru raised his head to look at Nangong Yue, but saw that the other party was calm, with a hint of free and easy. She froze for a moment, then looked at Nangong Yue, and saw that the other person's face was cramped, which was not inconsistent with the immatureness that should be at this age, so she was a little funny, and she was dazzled too.
"The inch is short, but the ruler is long." Fang Ru did not directly comment on Nangong Yue's painting skills, but said euphemistically, "The third girl should spend more time practicing the piano on weekdays. If there is one that excels, it will be good."
Hearing the words, Nangong Cheng on the side couldn't help but straighten his waist, put a confident smile on his face, and secretly made up his mind.
Of course Nangong Yue understood what Fang Ru meant. Although she didn't care about the other party's comments, she still pretended to be modest and said, "Yes, sir, the students will practice the piano well."
Then it was Nangong Lin's turn. Different from others, what Nangong Lin brought was not a painting, but a pair of characters. The beautiful plum blossom seals appeared vividly on the paper, exuding a faint fragrance of ink.
"That's right." Fang Ru nodded slightly, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes. When she was invited by Mrs. Zhao, she said that it was enough to focus on teaching Nangong Teng. She also met Nangong Teng at that time, and after she really felt that she was a malleable talent, she agreed. But she didn't expect that the young ladies of Nangong Mansion have their own strengths. Nangong Cheng is good at painting, Nangong Yue is good at piano, and Nangong Lin is good at calligraphy. It's beyond her expectation!
The last one is Su Qingping.
At the first glance, Fang Ru's eyes flashed a hint of admiration, but then her eyes became more and more wrong, and her sharp eyes narrowed slightly. She did not look at Su Qingping, neither said yes nor no, and walked directly to the podium.
interesting. Of course, Nangong Yue did not miss the turbulent relationship between Fang Ru and Su Qingping, so she couldn't help being a little interested. Although she doesn't know much about Mr. Fang, she also knows that he is not a lowly person, so there must be a reason for what happened...
Nangong Yue's eyes flashed, and she quickly glanced at Su Qingping's desk at the rear left. It was a picture of looking at the river. The river flows between the mountain peaks. The artistic conception is elegant and the painting skills are extremely sophisticated. , lifelike, and the beauty of the atmosphere! As far as she knew, Su Qingping absolutely did not have such skills!
At this moment, Su Qingping's hands were tightly clenched into fists under the desk, and she felt that Fang Ru must have deliberately humiliated herself. She blushed and said angrily, "Sir, why didn't you read my homework? Could it be that Qing Ping didn't do well enough?"
Hearing this, Fang Ru just glanced at her lightly and said, "If it's fake, it can't be true."
Clenching her teeth tightly, Su Qingping pinched her palm tightly, remembering how hard it was for her to enter this boudoir school, and she couldn't just give up so easily. She suddenly said: "... sir, the student is wrong!" Her voice choked slightly.
Fang Ru didn't look back, Su Qingping gritted her teeth again, knelt down resolutely, and sobbed: "Sir, the student was confused for a while, and the cousins and nieces were beside him, making the student feel ashamed, so I thought Li Daitao was stiff. Please forgive me, sir." Once a student, a student will never dare again..."
With her performance, Nangong Cheng and others knew what was going on, their expressions were a little weird, and Nangong Lin laughed directly.
Nangong Yue admired Su Qingping, but she never expected that she would have such courage to admit her mistake in court. This woman is really extraordinary, able to bend and stretch, no wonder she lived smoothly in her previous life. It's really not that easy to deal with her!
At this time, Fang Ru finally turned around, and looked at Su Qingping with softer eyes, "If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing better." Afterwards, Fang Ruo no longer ignored Su Qingping, and simply commented on her Calligraphy homework also means that Su Qingping's previous mistakes were so easily taken away...
Nangong Yue was not surprised by this result. After all, Mr. Fang was just a gentleman invited by Nangong's family. Why should he be serious with the master's family? It seemed that he was narrow-minded and could not tolerate others.
After class, Nangong Yue took Yimei back to the Mozhuyuan, but when she entered, she found that Mrs. Lin was also there, and Yu Yixuan from Yu Baozhu's house was standing beside her.
Seeing Nangong Yue coming back, Lin smiled and beckoned to her, "Sister Yue, come quickly."
Nangong Yue walked up to her mother as she said, Su took her little hand, and said with love on her face: "Sister Yue, this belongs to Yu Baozhu's family, the steward of the kitchen, and also Yixuan's mother. Today, Yu Baozhu's family came to ask me something, saying that Yixuan is not too young and wants to take her home and find a marriage. Yixuan is your girl, so mother brought them here and asked did you mean."
It was Nangong Yue's intention to let Yixuan leave, so why would she have any objection, and said with a smile: "Mother is the one who decides everything." After finishing speaking, she leaned into Lin's arms with a face of dependence, but her eyes were sharp Looking at Yu Baozhu's family.
Yu Baozhu's family was exquisite, and immediately put on a look of joy, and saluted together with Yixuan: "Thank you, Second Madam, and Thank you, Third Miss."
"You don't need to be too polite." Lin raised her hand, "Yixuan, you have served the third girl for many years, and you have worked hard without any credit. I have prepared some things for you, which can be regarded as the fulfillment of your master-servant relationship." Then, her maid Linglong came in with a red wooden box.
"Thank you, Second Madam." Yu Baozhu's family hurriedly saluted again, and pushed Yixuan, "Silly girl, I still don't kowtow to your girl."
Yixuan hurriedly walked up to Nangong Yue, kowtowed heavily, Nangong Yue was about to help her up, but found that a note was stuffed into her hand, and quickly hid it in her sleeve.