Dear,Don’t Be Heartbreaker - Chapter 464

Her painting today is chanting chrysanthemum by Bai Juyi of Tang Dynasty.

One night, the new frost is shining on the tile, and the banana is falling on the lotus.

Only Dongli chrysanthemum is hardy, and the Golden Millet is clear at the beginning.

The first frost gently attached to the tile, banana and residual Lotus can not withstand the cold, or broken, or skew, only the chrysanthemum near the East fence, standing in the cold, Golden Millet like stamens blooming, let the morning more fragrance.

Although it seems that Qiuju stands proud of the frost, in fact it means that the poet is determined in the face of severe cold.

In fact, most of the literati wrote poems to express their feelings when they were not satisfied with their official career, and most of the literati who rated Huabang were not ranked in the imperial examination, so this painting is very to their taste.

Immediately the voice of the field all day long, are cheering for Bixia, and those who support Qinse, see Qinse motionless, worried, complaining, and even called her to roll.

Hearing this, Bixia looks at Qinse with pride, but Qinse also looks at her painting seriously, and seems to be impressed by her painting skills.

Have you taken it?

Bixia is more proud, and her writing is more like God’s help.

Several chrysanthemum paintings are lifelike and vivid.

When she was about to finish ordering the last chrysanthemum, her hand trembled and suddenly felt itchy.

She didn’t want to pay attention to it, but the more she ignored it, the more uncomfortable it was. It seemed that she itched on her heart and wanted to be scratched.

She put down her pen and scratched it. As soon as she picked it up, she felt the itching even worse.

Scratch again.

This time, the place that didn’t itch before also itched up, two hands like ten thousand insects gnawing, itching bite heart.

Scratch here, scratch there.

I scratched and scratched, but the itching was even worse.

In the end, she can’t even hold a pen. She holds her wrist hard. She stares at Qin se angrily, “is that you?”

Qin se imitates her tone, “what is my sister saying? Why can’t I understand?”

Damn it!

But she didn’t touch herself. How did she poison herself?

At the moment, she can’t bear to think about it. The most important thing in the competition is that Bixia clenches her fist hard and pinches her fingernails into her palm. The tingling sensation comes and slightly relieves the itching.

She grabs the pen hard, dips the paint hard and goes on with a stroke –

“Oh ~”

a cry of disappointment.

She itched badly, that stroke immediately deviated, destroyed those elegant chrysanthemums.

The painting is useless!

It’s over, she’s over!

Bixia cried in her heart. She only felt that the situation was gone and she had no chance to turn over.

She hates to stare at Qin se, all is her!

It’s all her fault!

When her eyes were scarlet, she was caught by the itching. Somehow, the itching spread all over her body, itching everywhere and suffering everywhere.

She scratched her face in pain –

“I advise you not to. If it’s broken, it will be more painful!”

Qin se light a remind, called to stop the action of Bixia.

She stares at Qin se, angry, unwilling, puzzled, running in the eyes.

Knowing what she meant, Qin se said with a faint smile, “because something happened to my Qin before, I was afraid that someone would touch me, so I put some itching powder on the paint!”

“You, you!”

The itching and hate were intertwined, which made Bixia’s eyes red. “I’m going to report you! I’ll tell them

“You go, I also want to ask about my paint!”

A light words, said Bixia paralysis back.

If she said it, others would know that she had done it first, and I’m afraid that she would be disqualified at that time.

If you lose now, at least you still have a place, but if you are disqualified, then

Bixia gnashes her teeth with hatred, but she has nothing to do. However, looking at Qinse, she is still comforted. “Even if I can’t draw, you are the same. Today we are even!”

“Even? You can’t draw, but I can beat you if I draw! ”

The delicate eyes of Qin and Se pick up, and the lips smile.

See her smile, Bixia heart unexpectedly inexplicable emerge a word – look down on the world.

She seems to understand why Qin and se have been on the flower list for many years, not only because of their beauty and talent, but also because of their selfishness.

“But I don’t believe what you can draw when your paint is destroyed?”

Bixia a smile, and then look at the hourglass, schadenfreude way, “and time is coming, you have no time!”

Qin se turned a deaf ear, picked up the brush, from Duan Inkstone full of ink.

The crowd thought that Bixia was going to win, but they saw that Bixia stopped writing and seemed to admit defeat. They thought that both of them had given up. But Qinse took the pen again and seemed to be painting again. She took a breath and looked at it seriously for a moment.

The host looked at the hourglass and said, “Qinse girl, it’s too late for you to draw now.”Put all the voices out, Qin and Se concentrate on the pen.

A few strokes.

I saw a few ink marks of different depths on the paper, and I couldn’t see what they were drawing.

And the sand in the hourglass is almost gone.

Qin se suddenly got up, looked at the crowd, spread out her fingers and bit them hard.

People see a surprised color, do not understand what she is doing.

She raised her sleeve and quickly nodded her bloody fingers.

“Time is up!”

When the sound fell, Qinse’s men stopped.

She put her finger in the mouth and gave a reassuring smile to those who worried about her.

Bixia didn’t know what she had painted, but in such a short time, there was no pigment, only black and red, what could she draw?

But I don’t want the sound of exclamation when the painting unfolds.

Everyone is thumbing up!

What did she draw?

Despite the itching, Bixia quickly came around to have a look –

the painting was only black and red, but it complemented the white of the paper.

In the vast expanse of white, the snow covered everything, the black branches were covered with snow, looming, revealing mottled bark, it seemed that everything was only white, only a few points of red were standing on the branches.

Although it is cold and snowy, plum blossom is still in full bloom, red like fire, is the only bright color in this winter.

What a beautiful picture of red plum.

Although the autumn chrysanthemum frost and stand, is for integrity, but compared to the red plum not afraid of the cold, snow blooming, it is natural than.

Besides, this time the zither and zither were compared with Mei Zi. At this time, this painting is very suitable!

After the scene was silent, there was a flood of applause and cheers.

For the sake of this painting, but also for the quick wit of Qin and se.

In the absence of pigments, it is her wisdom to skillfully paint with the existing colors, but more importantly, it is her courage.

Just then, the scene of her biting her fingers to paint shocked the hearts of many people.

In the deafening applause. The clear eyes of Qin se swept all the people one by one, including Hua Ni, Qin Yan, her mother, all the people in baihualou. There were so many faces, but there was no one she wanted to see.

During the competition just now, she felt a strong sense of vision, just like last night in baihualou, so she deliberately approached Lu Yuan to force him out.

But, last night till now, he has not.

Is it really an illusion?

When she heard that she had won, Qinse made a smile and blessed everyone.

When she looked back, she looked at Bixia jealously and resentfully.

Qinse came up to her and said in a voice that only two people could hear, “since you have tampered with my Qin, should you think that I am not on guard? How dare you do it yourself? ”

Listen to Bixia stare round eyes, disdain way, “what are you talking about? Is it right to kill for the sake of a chieftain? ”

Bixia said something arrogant, not like lying.

It seems that the person who wants to kill her is not Bixia.

Qin and Se are not disappointed. A person who is so stupid that he can’t think of doing so secret things on Qin.

Since it’s not Bixia, who will it be?