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Chapter 125 Dean Shen Zhishi

Ji Boyuan's calm face collapsed now.

He was familiar with Gu Jingqi before, and the two of them were often together and were very familiar with each other's handwriting.

Most of the words written by Shi Min'an looked very similar to Gu Jingqi, and they were even more energetic than him.

Gu Jingqi was also shocked. He didn't understand why Shi Min'an's handwriting looked so similar to him, even better than what he wrote.

Is she copying her own characters?

But when did it start?

After winning but not praising him, Shi Min'an was very calm and said to the disbelief Li Muhong: "There is still painting. Is Miss Li going to give up?"

"Don't be proud, now it's just flat," Li Muhong gritted her teeth and glared at her, then turned around to prepare for painting.

Li Yi stopped her, reminded her to give her a warning, so that she could understand what the consequences would be if she lost.

At this time, Li Muhong was shocked and sweated.

Until then, she never felt that she would lose.

But now, after the draw, she realized that she was naive.

Shi Min An hid her weakness, and no one noticed that she not only knew how to read, but also had good knowledge.

The handwriting is so good, so how about drawing?

If I lost, I would think that I would kneel down with Shi Min'an, and then kowtowed and said that the Li family was not as good as the Shi family, and I was completely confused.

If her father knew about it, she would probably be beaten to death.

She is spoiled on weekdays, but at the real critical moment, she is worthless.

Thinking of the elder brother's warning just now, she felt chill all over and her face became more and more ferocious.

Shi Min'an was so happy that she was calm from the beginning, she seemed to be playing. Many people who thought she knew her thought she was willing to give up.

When her words came out, everyone was shocked that she was hiding her weakness and no one knew that she had such good words.

All the tools for painting are ready, just waiting for them to do it.

"There must be a question for this painting, otherwise, whoever wins and loses, how can she decide?" She didn't want to be able to turn the tables, and she was beaten by someone with a draw, that would be too disgusting.

"I'm going to ask this question, how about it?" A group of students came over with an elder for a year, wearing a bookish spirit, but it did not damage his majesty.

"Dean," everyone saluted the people, including Gu Jingqi and others.

The person who came was the dean of the college, with a surname of Shen, and a famous scholar. He was unwilling to enter the court to become an official, but only wanted to teach and educate people. Even if the emperor saw him, he would be treated with courtesy.

As soon as Dean Shen spoke, there was no one to refute.

Everyone knows that even when the royal relatives come here, they have to follow the rules of the academy, so it is the least likely that others will be favored.

"Please give a question," Shi Min'an and Li Muhong said in unison.

President Shen thought for a while and said, "October is the season of harvest, and it will be cold winter afterwards. Why not take Xiao Ji as the title? The two girls think it is feasible?"

Even if they had any objections, they swallowed it into their stomachs. The two of them thanked them at the same time and then began to paint.

Then a big boss is here, no one dares to speak freely, just like before, chattering.

Everyone was watching the game nervously, but Mei Ruolan was the only one who made people calculate the money that won or lost...

Time passed by little by little, but the autumn was a bit bleak. But when there were too many people, I still felt bored. Many people were sweating, but they still had to be severe.

This not only affects your own winning or losing, but also affects your future...
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