MTL - Examination of the Imperial Examination-Chapter 18 painting

Seeing Alvin's back disappearing into the corner of the stairs, Forsi and Xio looked at each other and walked to a corner where no one noticed.

"What should I do now, he seems to have discovered that we are Beyonders?" Forsi looked at Xio, who was 1.5 meters tall, and asked. She knew that her friend was more experienced than herself in dealing with this, so she asked first.

Although she was found to be a little nervous, she didn't panic much, and fumbled for the bracelet on her wrist. She was confident that even if she encountered danger, she would be able to escape with her friend.

"Well, but he didn't show hostility. He should have recognized your bracelet unintentionally. I think this is an opportunity to solve your full moon babbling." Xio analyzed it with a serious expression.

Forsi also knows that people who can recognize the bracelet may know the information about this bracelet, and maybe they can take this opportunity to solve it. The full moon babble that tormented her for a long time, but she can't let her friends get involved in unknown dangers among.

"But don't be careless. It may be an illusion. I always feel that the cat gives me a very dangerous feeling." Xio frowned, recalling the cat's reaction when the conversation was silent, and said with some uncertainty. .

Fo Er Si pondered for a while, then said cautiously, "Well, about the bracelet, I haven't been in such a hurry. At least now the full moon babbling is within the range I can bear, and there is absolutely no need to take risks."

"But..." Xio knew that her friend had been tormented by the full moon babbling all the time, and this time she had a clue, and she was a little reluctant to give up.

"It's nothing, but it's decided this time. To be cautious, I will propose to the Viscountess and Mrs. Rosa Bonnard to leave first." Forth interrupted Xio, knowing that her friend was for her own good. The more she did, the less she could put her only friend in danger.

Seeing some unhappy friends, Forsi felt warm in her heart, and said again, "At least we have got a clue, so we can come back next time when we are sure, and then I will trouble you, "Arbiter" Hugh Miss."

"Hmm." Hearing Foersi's words, Xio's expression relaxed a lot, his head nodded vigorously, and he said solemnly, there were no unnecessary words.

Next, the two of them didn't want to participate in the salon. They sat in the corner and didn't go to some literary discussions in some groups, waiting quietly for their master to appear.

Going up the stairs to the second floor, Alvin stood in front of the study, tidied up his windbreaker a little, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

"Boom! Boom! Boom"

"Come in," came a mature female voice, the voice of Mrs. Rosa Bonnard.

He pressed the door handle hard, the door opened, and Alvin walked in under the watchful eye of the butler.

He glanced around the study room and saw only Madame Rosa Bonnard and the Viscountess, but no servants to serve.

The two were sitting on the sofa chatting about something. On the coffee table in front of them was the fragrant coffee. When they saw themselves coming in, the two stopped talking.

Mrs. Rosa Bonheur's gaze turned to Alvin, she pointed to the single sofa in the second seat and said:

"please sit"

"Thank you." Alvin smiled and nodded, walked over a few steps, and sat down honestly.

He didn't know what Mrs. Rosa Bonnard was asking him to do at this time, so he didn't speak first.

There is another meeting with Miss Magician and Miss Judge.

"Misunderstand"

"Black tea," Mrs. Rosa Bonnard motioned to the butler at the door.

"Wait, ma'am, if you can bring some milk, it's best to prepare a small bowl." Alvin got up and said to the housekeeper who was about to turn around and go downstairs.

"Of course." The housekeeper glanced at the cat on his shoulder, her expression did not change, she bowed slightly, and gently closed the door.

"It's called Yumi. It used to be a stray cat. I adopted it in the last two days. It's very clingy." Alvin smiled apologetically to the two of them.

The two ladies looked at each other, smiled and shook their heads lightly, indicating that they don't care.

"Your kindness is admirable," the Viscountess said, looking at Alvin's actions just now.

"Thank you for your compliment." Alvin slightly lowered his head and responded.

The Viscountess lifted the coffee on the table lightly, looked at Alvin with beautiful eyes, and continued: "Mrs. Rosa hopes that more people can see your work, she thinks you are buried, this time The main purpose of the salon's invitation to me is to ask me to evaluate your paintings."

Alvin turned his head to look at Mrs. Rosa Bonnard in a bit of astonishment. Seeing that the other party just smiled and nodded to him, he didn't say much.

"Why does the other party take so much care of him? For this reason, he specially invited a noble lady in Backlund. What are the other party's plans?" These questions filled Alvin's heart with doubts.

"However, although I promised Mrs. Rosa, I also need to be responsible for the reputation of the critics." The Viscountess put the coffee cup in Xiaochou gently, straightened her back, and her tone was full of seriousness.

Looking at Mrs. Rosa Bonheur with a smile, the Viscountess continued: "On the contrary, I believe in Mrs. Rosa's academic and vision. You only need to be able to come up with works that impress me. I prefer literature with profound meaning. Works, not simple portraits, as long as the work is good enough, the Backlund Morning Post the day after tomorrow may have a review of your work.”

"Backlund Morning Post!" Alvin thought.

"One of the three conditions in the Sequence 8 promotion ceremony is that you need to produce an article that requires the approval of officials above rank 6."

"The ceremony does not limit whether the article is a poem, a theory, or a national policy. You can write a poem for the painting."

"As long as you use the viscountess's evaluation and publish it in the Backlund Morning Post, I believe there is a high chance that it will be seen by some nobles, parliamentarians, or imperial officials."

"As long as one official approves his article, one of his own rituals can be completed."

At first, he also wanted to publish in the newspaper, but he was unknown, and occupying a good page in a newspaper with good sales would be a huge expense, and he could not afford it now.

Casting an anonymous letter will be distasteful, not getting effective feedback, and worrying that the ceremony will not be successful.

His plan to write a treatise or poem is to let her father Earl Hall read it through Miss Justice of the Tarot Society. He can also use the knowledge he knows to exchange some gold pounds from the justice shareholders, and also use gold pounds Can hit a good board to achieve the desired effect.

Since he had such an opportunity this time, he certainly didn't want to let it go, and decided to give it a try.

"Ma'am, I think I can try it," Alvin replied after thinking about it.

Mrs. Rosa Bonnard also cast an encouraging look at him.

At this time, the personal maid, Mary, was carrying a delicate silver tray, knocked on the door and walked in, walked to Alvin and put it down, put down the black tea, milk and a small bowl.

During the whole process, she seemed very nervous, her gaze towards Alvin was dodging, she put too much force on the small bowl, and made a lot of noise.

Mrs. Rosa Bonnard, who was next to her, glanced at Mary, frowned slightly, and said nothing in front of the guests.

The Viscountess was very restrained and did not speak to such a rude behavior.

Alvin just doesn't understand these etiquettes at all.

When the maid Mary closed the door, Alvin took a sip of black tea and stood up, and brought over the easel that was on the side.

"May I begin now?" said politely to the Viscountess and Mrs. Rosa Bonnard.

"Of course." The Viscountess smiled and nodded.

Alvin put down the easel in the center of the room, and put Yuumi's milk at his feet. The little guy didn't want to be too far away from Alvin.

"My painting this time may be a bit rude, please don't take it offense." After everything was ready, Alvin explained with a smile that he might be in a special situation while waiting for the painting.

After speaking, he turned around, put his hand directly into the ink, grabbed a handful, and waved the yellow-brown paper on the easel, and a little ink appeared.

The two ladies who were still sitting up didn't care when they heard what Alvin said, because the Viscountess had heard from Mrs. Rosa that Alvin would use a special pen to paint, so he thought that Alvin would use a special pen this time. Will use the previous method to paint.

Unexpectedly, Alvin put his hand directly into that special ink, and with a wave of his arm sprinkled the ink on the paper, the Viscountess glanced at Mrs. Rosa Bonnard with an interrogating look, and the latter's eyes were a little dazed. I do not know how it is.

At this time, they thought that what Alvin said at the beginning~www.novelbuddy.com~ The Viscountess was very curious about this way of painting, stood up and came behind Alvin to watch, Mrs. Rosa Bonnard followed. After that, her eyes were more worried, worried that Alvin would screw up and miss this opportunity to enter the literary circle.

Alvin was completely focused and devoted himself to the painting. He now paints directly with his hands, without using a pen. His ten fingers are his paintbrushes. The room was very quiet for a while, and Yuumi raised her head and looked at the **** shovel officer curiously.

Time passed by minute by minute. As the fingers kept in contact with the paper, the picture on the yellow-brown paper took shape little by little. This was a villa with a garden. There were carriages coming from the street outside. Having a banquet.

Ten minutes later, when the painting was completed, Alvin got up and saw the two ladies behind him, motioned them to wash their hands, and then walked to the bathroom, during which Yuumi climbed onto his shoulders again.

When he came back, he saw the Viscountess smiled and shook her head at him: "Although the way you paint with your hands is very special, its content is still not enough to impress me."

Alvin didn't care and said with a smile, "Madam, please wait another minute and let me finish it."

In fact, the Viscountess had already given up any hope for this young man. For the sake of her friend, she decided to wait a few more minutes.

Alvin picked up the quill from the side and wrote in the Ruen language at the bottom right of the painting:

"Feast"

Never been a poor adult

Always innocent without setbacks

Human affection is as thin as a sheet of paper

The world is like a new chess game

Poor in the busy city, no one asks

Rich has distant relatives in the mountains

Don't believe it, but watch the wine at the banquet

Cup cup first to the rich

Author: painter