"I'll call whoever is stupid?" the boy said without fear. "Young Master Qin, why don't we take a gamble, if Guo Huai can enter the main match, you can take off your clothes and walk out of the auditorium from here, dare you?"
"Gambling, why don't you dare to gamble? I dare to place such a big bet on the forum. Am I still afraid to take this bet? If Guo Huai can win the third round of the calligraphy competition, I, Qin Yulong, will take off my clothes and come out of the auditorium. Climb out. If you don’t honor it, there will be a thunderbolt.” Qin Yulong said loudly, “What if you lose?”
"If you lose, you lose. If you lose, I will invite you to the cafeteria to eat noodles with fried sauce." The boy said loudly with a hint of lewdness.
"You, good, very good, if you lose, I will let you treat me to noodles with mixed sauce, and I will eat poor you as well." Qin Yufeng said loudly.
"Student Li Gu has finished." Sun Lingling said with a smile, and asked the two students to send the two lines of poems written by Li Gu to the ten judges.
"Fifteen or sixteen years old, it's not easy to write at such a level and with such an artistic conception." Cao Xinglong said with a smile. In fact, he was selfish. Li Gu ranked ninth in the second round. Such a student entering the main match was much less threatening than Guo Huai entering the main match.
"Student Su Ye is finished." Almost a minute later, Sun Lingling said with a smile.
"There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees, and you don't know the heart." When the host read these words, Su Ye's face turned red.
"Xiao Nizi, Sichun is here." Tang Xi finished writing at this time.
"It's just because I look back at you, which makes me miss you in the morning and evening." The host continued, and the words of the two were gently put down in front of the judges by a few students. Compared with Li Gu's words, Su Ye And Tang Xi's words are a little shallow.
"If you play wild, I will accompany you with wine in this life." You Youyou looked at the dozen or so words she wrote, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, indicating that Sun Lingling had finished writing.
"When did Brother Kunlong accept a female apprentice? Why didn't you tell everyone, haha." Just as You Youyou's words were put in front of several judges, someone had already seen Ni Duan, yes, well written, better than Compared with Li Gu, he is even better.
"Four evils in Wucheng, full of five poisons." The moment Nangong Lingmo wrote the words, the whole auditorium burst into laughter. The little girl wrote eight words very directly, and she still didn't forget to look at Guo Huai after she finished writing.
"The apprentice of the lunatic, haha, the writing has the feeling of a lunatic, and the person also has the feeling of a lunatic." Everyone said with a smile, yes, lunatic Xue did stay in the Nangong family for a while and taught Nangong Lingmo some things.
"A lot of money, a lot of money, the more the better." Qian Duoduo also finished unloading the words, six more words, which made the audience burst into laughter, but when the words were placed in front of the judges, several judges looked at each other and were shocked. The characters seem to be the same, but they contain six artistic conceptions.
"Master Yufeng, I need you to come and read this word." Li Xunyu said softly to Master Yufeng.
"Xiaoyu, Kunlong, let's go and have a look together." Master Yufeng called Lin Yu and Zheng Kunlong and walked over together.
"Six words, six moods, this doll is not bad." Master Yufeng said with a smile. "Qianlong, you should know who this doll learned characters from."
"The Sixth Patriarch of Yunshan, if you read correctly, he should have learned from the Sixth Patriarch of Yunshan. Four of the six elders have gone to immortality thirteen years ago. The first two characters of these six characters are better. It should be The two teachers who are still alive, the number one in Wucheng deserves to be the number one in Wucheng." Zheng Kunlong said with a smile.
"The skin of a thousand sheep is not as good as the armpit of a fox." Zhao Min also finished writing.
"If you don't fly, you will fly to the sky; if you don't sing, you will be a blockbuster." After Qin Xuan finished writing, he nodded slightly, and his words surprised the judges again. Qin Shepherd, an expert in the imperial capital who thought he would never be born, this Qin Xuan is his great-great-grandson.
"Student Guo Huai, they have already finished writing, why don't you write?" Sun Lingling looked at Guo Huai who was still ink-inking, and asked with a smile.
"Mo is not finished, how to write?" Guo said with a smirk.
"Boy, don't play tricks here, it's not good to waste everyone's time." Cao Xinglong said loudly.
"If you want me to hurry up, why don't you give me an inkstone, it might be faster." Guo Huai looked at Cao Xinglong who was walking and said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, today, my old Cao will give you ink ink, I want to see what your handwriting looks like." Cao Xinglong said, folded his arms, and began to ink ink. "The inkstone is ready, let's do it."
"There was a madman in the past, and he called you an immortal." The first two sentences of Du Fu's poem written by Li Bai were written by Guo Huai on paper, and they were called an immortal. Li Bai was not an immortal at that time, but now he is A real exile.
"I thought it was well written, but it's just mediocre." Cao Xinglong glanced at it and said with a smile.
"Student Guo Bad, your handwriting is finished, I'll let someone take it over for the judges to see." Sun Lingling said with a smile.
"If you want to read the words, let them come and read." As he said, Guo Huai stood up, "Xiaoxi, Yoyo, Weiwei, Yezi, I'm leaving first, and I've decided where to go for dinner, please send me a text message when the time comes Haha." After speaking, Guo Huai walked straight off the rostrum and out of the auditorium.
"Did he give up? Why did he leave, haha, he gave up, he will not be able to participate in the Wendou main competition, haha." Qin Yulong said with a big laugh.
"Stupid!" The boy beside Qin Yulong said with contempt.
"Stinky boy, I've already made up my mind. After a while, the Wendou preliminaries are over. I'm going to eat golden noodles with fried sauce. By then, a bowl will cost more than 10,000 yuan. See if I don't eat you to death." Qin Yulong said fiercely.
"Big idiot, I've thought about it too. When I leave the auditorium, I'll watch you take off your clothes and broadcast the whole forum live. You are going to be famous in Wucheng." The boy said with a smile.
"Master, master, come and take a look at this painting." Sunshine Middle School Xu Wuyi looked at it for about a minute, and finally saw something, and said softly to Master Yufeng.
"Impossible, how is this possible, how old is he, Li Wendou, the Wucheng Museum has the original handwriting of Deputy Wang Xizhi, why do I feel that this painting has the feeling of Wang Xizhi." Li Zhengcheng, the principal of No. 1 Middle School, said softly.
"Let the master come over and take a look. I don't understand. The words are beyond my understanding." Li Wendou shook his head and walked off the rostrum. "Everyone, teacher, I am not a judge. Confucius said, there is a priority in asking questions, and there is a specialization in academics. The words of Guo Huai have exceeded the limit of my comprehension. I can't make any comments on such words." .”
"That's Li Wendou, the deputy curator of the Wucheng Museum and the vice president of the Calligraphy Association." Someone in the crowd recognized Li Wendou and said softly. (end of this chapter)