frightfiction Chapter 355 What Kind of Luck
Chapter 355 What Kind of Luck
Song Tingnan then moved to the lush and beautiful flowers and plants, examining them carefully. She didn't recognize many of them. She smelled the roses, but they didn't smell as sweet as osmanthus. The other flowers were also very beautiful, but she didn't dare to go closer.
She remembered that this was the pharmacist's courtyard. The old man was quite eccentric. If he were like Ouyang Feng, planting a whole courtyard of medicinal herbs, there would be no one to complain to if someone got poisoned by the smell.
Song Tingnan looked around, wandered around without touching anything, and even picked up a few pretty fallen leaves from the ground to take back as bookmarks.
Judging by the time, she returned to the pavilion, but instead of going over there, she waited in a place where she could see it.
It's quite lively over there. The second senior sister is drawing now, and the one who has already finished hasn't left yet. She's chatting enthusiastically with the uncle.
A moment later, Song Tingnan watched as her senior sister put down her brush before she walked over. She quickly glanced at the two paintings placed to one side: one depicted a profusion of flowers, vibrant in color and truly beautiful; the other showed a young girl painting in a pavilion, perfectly fitting the scene.
At the suggestion of the uncle who had led them in, Song Tingnan sat down at the third easel. She wondered why, if there were three easels, they couldn't all sit together? It would have saved time.
The uncle had already started the timer, so Ting Nan didn't think too much about it. She had already decided while wandering around—to play to her strengths and avoid her weaknesses. She wasn't good at painting, but she was quite good at calligraphy. Calligraphy and painting are inseparable, so this wasn't going off-topic.
Just in case, amidst everyone's astonished gazes, Song Tingnan calmly and steadily transferred the collected leaves, dipped them in orange or brown paint, onto the drawing paper, and then wrote Bai Juyi's poem "A Falling Leaf" in bold strokes:
The oppressive heat of summer has not yet subsided, but a cool breeze has already begun to rise.
Temperature and prosperity are interdependent, like the waxing and waning of the earth.
Beneath the rustling autumn woods, a single leaf suddenly falls.
Do not speak of the slightest tremor, for the fall begins from there.
The whole picture was decorated with leaves, which looked quite poetic and appropriate for the occasion. Song Tingnan put down his pen, as there were other people waiting for their interviews.
The two senior students witnessed Song Tingnan's entire painting process. After leaving the courtyard, one of them couldn't help but say, "Junior, have you never painted before? Is this how you handle a formal exam? You might as well just give up."
"Ahem, wouldn't it be a bad idea to just give up? It's because I saw their amazing work, and knowing I can't compare, I had to find another way." "Thank you for your concern, senior. I really haven't drawn anything like that before."
Another senior student curled her lip and said, "Someone like you should just accept being eliminated."
Song Tingnan smiled and said, "Thank you for your comforting words, senior!"
"Tch! Your opponent is too weak, there's no comparison." The two walked away arrogantly, and Song Tingnan wasn't annoyed. She considered the afternoon a break for herself, and it was a treat for the eyes. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses, and she accepted her shortcomings.
The results came out the next day: three people were admitted—two boys and one girl, and the girl was none other than Song Tingnan. Tingnan couldn't believe her luck; she felt incredibly fortunate. She rubbed her eyes and carefully looked at the list on the bulletin board again and again. Yes, she had indeed been chosen.
Haha, she was very happy, but the two senior students were furious. They hadn't seen how the others drew, so they had no right to comment. Why was it that a few leaf prints and a poem copying were enough to get accepted, while their carefully crafted paintings were rejected?
Young and hot-blooded, they were furious and came to cause trouble for Song Tingnan. Tingnan, of course, was not intimidated and kindly suggested that they ask the professor themselves. What did it have to do with her? It was not something she could control.
The two of them discussed it and decided that since it couldn't be their professor, they didn't need to be respectful and would go to his house to ask him directly without any fear.