"The feeling this beauty painting gives..." A young teacher, who had just joined the academy like Duan Jiuling and Su Changfeng, spoke with a smile. After being the last one to observe, he handed the painting to Duan Jiuling:

"Well, I'm only slightly acquainted with the art of painting, and I've heard of the perspective method Duan is fond of, but I've never studied it. Just to share my personal view, this painting of beauties surpasses all the beauty paintings I've seen before, even figure and bird-and-flower paintings, it's just too... too..." He paused at the end, his eyes still fixed on Zhao Rong's beauty painting, wanting to say 'lifelike', but Duan Jiuling had already taken over with a smile: "Is it a more spatial feeling, more realistic?"

"Yes, yes, yes, at first glance, the three beauties on the painting seemed so vivid, just like observing Mirror Flowers Water Moon, right before my eyes."

"Brother Yu, so you like to watch those Mirror Flowers Water Moon on the mountain in your spare time? Which Fairy in particular do you often see?" a familiar teacher interrupted with a laugh.

The young teacher, addressed as Brother Yu, smiled in response: "Are you suggesting it for Brother Gao? I'll elaborate at dinner tonight, even your wife would be quite interested."

Mr. Gao: ...

"Ahem." Duan Jiuling shook his head helplessly and steered the conversation back, shaking the painting scroll in his hand, he remarked: "The magic that makes the three beauties on the painting so realistic lies in the student named Zhao Ziyu. His innovative use of light and shadow technique has reached a level of proficiency. Although it hasn't reached a level of 'Dao', it's already a new 'Art'. This aspect of his beauty painting in this major exam is what amazed me the most..."

Originally still mad at that person, Zhu Yourong couldn't help but listen with joy as her colleagues admired his painting skills. She had planned to fight for some teachers' care and attention for him at the academy, but unexpectedly, in the end, she didn't have to do anything. He had already become the focus of Jingchen Hall, broadcasting in Zhu Yourong's ear repeatedly, making it impossible for her not to hear.

Today, Zhu Yourong also experienced for the first time the joy of teachers chatting and praising their 'favorite students'. It was with a sense of pride and gratification that her vision was validated. Moreover, she was not just standing in the teacher's position over Zhao Rong... but as his female... uh, senior sister.

Perhaps she misunderstood him before, and she did not have high expectations for the exam results, only planning slowly. But this unexpected turn, with the stunning first place and his position as the focus of colleagues' discussions, made Zhu Yourong's heart almost overflow with joy from the contrast.

"This little junior, truly... except for cutting corners in drawing and lacking perception, everything else the senior sister is very satisfied with."

Inside Jingchen Hall, among the crowd discussing 'Zhao Ziyu', a female teacher slightly lowered her head, instinctively lifting her lotus-like arm to gently brush her temple. Her willow-leaf eyebrows arched, her eyes like lacquer dots wanting to curve into crescent moons, but she quickly lowered her starry eyes to disguise herself. However, even as her vermilion lips couldn't help but smile, her eyes couldn't ignore the 'Three Yimei Painting' beside her. Taking advantage of Duan Jiuling's chatter, she sneaked a peek. Just glancing upon the radiant calligraphy of his inscription, her chest felt tight... slightly suffocated.

On the paper was inscribed: "A beauty, as the ancients said: cloudlike hair, a beautiful forehead, eyes like autumn water, apricot lips, polished teeth, lotus-like visage, delicate chest, slender fingers and a waist like willow, steps as graceful as of jade shoots, neither fat nor thin, of proper proportions... Yet I think, these are all common stereotypes, true beauties have posture, spirit, charm, emotion, and heart... In my whole life, I've seen such absolute beauties but scarce few, not even a handful, of which I record a couple to show you all."

"In my whole life... absolute beauties... to record a couple to show you. A couple? You've drawn three already, why not draw another? They aren't crowding each other." A senior sister murmured lightly.

"Or perhaps, she hasn't decided... my place in the painting..."

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Zhao Rong started to feel the change in the surrounding atmosphere on the morning after the exam results were released. As usual, after morning reading, he ate a piece of bread and took a book to the academy for class. He quickly noticed something was off. During breaks before the morning class and every free moment in the morning, more unfamiliar students were seen in the corridors outside Shuaixing Hall. Some came to find acquaintances, while others were bolder, directly peeking inside the door...

"Hello, my friend, may I ask if the student Zhao Ziyu from your academy is here? Where is his seat?"

During the last break of the morning, after the teaching teacher left the classroom, Zhao Rong, unable to bear it any longer, took advantage of Li Xueyou, Xiao Hongyu, and other classmates not having rushed to chat or ask questions yet. He immediately got up and walked out, pretending to use the restroom. As soon as he reached the main entrance, he was blocked by two female students who were waiting for him and whose precise ambush made Zhao Rong's eyelid twitch.

Zhao Rong calmly glanced at the two girls in front of him. The two unfamiliar female students, who did not know which academy they were from, one had a sweet appearance, and the other looked heroic and energetic. It was the latter who spoke, fixing his gaze on Zhao Rong and questioning, while the sweet girl, after quickly surveying Zhao Rong's handsome face, shifted her attention to the interior of the academy, peeking inside with a face full of curiosity and expectation.

"Uh, could you please ask him to come out for a moment? My friend Xiaoshui Su and I have long admired Brother Ziyu and have a few small questions to ask him, by the way, I'm called..."

Zhao Rong didn't continue to listen. His actions directly interrupted the words of the short-haired, energetic female student.

He first nodded, then shook his head, and then simply turned aside to indicate a certain corner at the back of the classroom over his shoulder.

There, Brother Yushu was persistently, tirelessly, dedicatedly continuing the great cause of catching up on sleep for the upcoming rest day, snoring repeatedly.

The two young women, seemingly coming in admiration, were immediately attracted by the sight.

"Oh, okay, thank you, brother..." The short-haired, energetic female student turned her head back, momentarily stunned. She had been about to politely ask the handsome and calm student his name, but in the blink of an eye, he was no longer beside her, only a departing figure in the distance, walking quickly as if in urgent need.

This brother is quite handsome, just perhaps his bladder is a bit small.

The short-haired, energetic female student shook her head. Beside her, the sweet girl known as 'Xiaoshui Su' vigorously shook her arm, whispering excitedly: "Hey, hey, Chuonan, look, how does he even look handsome while sleeping!"

The short-haired, energetic female student: ......

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