After making all the preparations, Liu Yan began to move the knife from the upper right corner of the wooden table one by one.

She even could engrave letters!!

This is probably the only thought in everyone's hearts at this moment.

The old friends around Su Yi said,

"This little apprentice you accepted is really not an ordinary person. ”

"You're a good teacher!"

"I really envy you for meeting such a talented and good seedling. ”

……

In the interview session, they saw with their own eyes how Liu Yan wrote "Yunyang Ding" in two fonts, and their shocked mood was the same as that of Cheng Zikun and Chen Jianqiu at that time. Moreover, the small seal version of "Yunyang Ding" is now hanging in the outer hall of the exhibition center, where Su Maolin's "Broken Kiln Fu" was originally hung, for countless visitors to watch.

Su Yi said with rare modesty, "I have only been teaching her for a few months? It was her previous teacher who enlightened her, and that Mrs. Xu is like a god! If she lives, I am afraid she can also become a pivotal figure in today's calligraphy world." ”

Yu Zhan, who was standing next to Su Yi, heard the words "Mrs. Xu", and his heart ached, and he remembered the words of the girl in his dream,

Xiao Zhao, Mrs. Xu......

Zhou Buyan looked at Liu Yan's skillful use of the carving knife in astonishment, since he was a child, he has been praised for his intelligence and genius, but when he met Liu Yan, a freak, there was no comparison and no harm, he wanted to cry without tears...... Can she give them a little leeway for people of 'mediocre talent'?

Wu Qu didn't look at Liu Yan at all, it was one thing to be grateful to her, and it was another thing to be afraid that she would affect his performance, this girl was beyond his understanding of genius, if he looked at it more, he would be unbalanced in his heart!

The 20 people who originally belonged to the seal carving and lettering group were also a little surprised, why did the people in the calligraphy group come to compete with them?

Cheng Zikun, who liked Liu Yan the most among the judges, was so excited, he didn't expect the little girl to keep a hand, and every once in a while, Cheng Zikun would swing next to her to see how she carved it.

Vice Minister Guo and the mayor went upstairs with Ouyang Cen to drink a cup of tea halfway, and when they came back, they found that the attention of several judges and even all the onlookers was on a little girl, and Vice Minister Guo had a little impression of Liu Yan, because she was the only girl in the audience, and she was the only young person.

He couldn't help but ask Ouyang Cen curiously, Liu Yan's origin.

"She is a closed disciple of Su Yi, and there is nothing worth talking about her origin," Ouyang Cen implied that Liu Yan was just an ordinary girl, "It's just that she was transferred from the regular script group to the seal script group during the interview, and now she has only a cup of tea, and she has transferred to the lettering group again." It's really strange, it is not uncommon to master calligraphy and seal carving at the same time, under normal circumstances, it is to master a skill first, and then learn another skill, no matter how good the talent also needs time to sharpen, can both to the extent of mastery, at least 40 years old. ”

The mayor was surprised, "This little girl is amazing!"

"My son is a few years old with her, but he can't even write with a pen," Vice Minister Guo looked at other people's children, and then thought about his own son, he really hated iron and steel.

Ouyang thinks that Vice Minister Guo's son is the norm for young people today, and Liu Yan can reach such a level at this age, unless she has been learning words since she was a child, she has not heard anything outside the window, has no distractions, has a dull life, is not tempted by any Internet, does not go out to play with her friends, opens her eyes to learn words every day until she closes her eyes, and can't wait to treat the pen as her own toy.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Cen touched his beard and smiled, how is it possible! Now the monks in the temple can't do this, and Liu Yan is still an Internet celebrity, and she can't do without the Internet. Probably because he didn't know enough, there are always exceptions in the world, in case she is a rare peerless genius.

The people on the TV station wanted to give Liu Yan a close-up, but they didn't dare to disobey the judges' intentions, so they could only zoom in on the camera as close as possible, so that the TV audience could see Liu Yan's movements a little clearly, only to see that she unhurriedly picked up the sawdust to the ground, and a handful had been piled up on the ground.

Liu Yan's speed of lettering is not much slower than that of someone who writes calligraphy with a brush.

No matter what others think of her, she has not been disturbed in any way, she just wants to express her thoughts, no matter whether she can win the award in the end, she must do her best to do her best, otherwise I am sorry for the teaching of Mrs. Xu and Professor Su.

Moreover, Yu Zhan came from thousands of miles away overnight, and she was still watching herself at the scene, thinking of this, she was even more energetic.

When there were only two minutes left before the end time, Liu Yan put down the carving knife, brushed the remaining sawdust on the wooden table with her hand, and tidied it up a little.

Two minutes passed, and Chen Jianqiu asked all the authors to take a step back and not to use the pen or knife again.

The 10 judges began to judge each work in turn, and the photographer was finally able to enter the center area again, and he followed the judges' steps and focused his camera on the works on the table:

Everyone's understanding of "Han style" is different, some people write hundreds of words of prose, some people write poems, and some people carve words all over a whole piece of original stone......

In the eyes of the audience, these are works of art, and they will never be able to write in their lifetime.

Indeed, to enter this round, the level of each author is undoubted, each has its own style, there is basically no major problem with their works, and it is not easy for the judges to find faults, so they can only choose the best of the best.

Wu Qu was judged in front of Liu Yan, and he wrote a long poem in regular letters, describing the story of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and his Jinwu Zangjiao, with a neat and clean volume and a robust and simple font.

The 10 judges carefully read the whole poem and talked to each other in a low voice, unlike the face-to-face evaluation, this round of judges will not point fingers at the work in person, and everyone's results will only be announced at the last minute.

Two judges asked Wu Qu a few questions, and after Wu Qu answered, they nodded, scored on their respective score sheets, wrote notes, and moved on to the next author.

Wu Qu was sweating, and he didn't know the bottom of his heart, for fear that his answer just now would dissatisfy the judges.

When it was Liu Yan's turn, more than half of the works had already been reviewed. Watching the 10 calligraphy masters walk towards her, Liu Yan said that she was not nervous at all, it was impossible.

At the first glance at Liu Yan's work, a judge of the seal carving group smiled, "Yo, there is also a small painting, which is quite childlike." ”

The right half of the wooden table is a very simple wood carving painting, a small courtyard, there is a tree in the yard, and there is a little girl sitting on the threshold, these objects are very rough depicted by the author, the details of the courtyard are blurred, the leaves of the tree are randomly scratched a few times, and the little girl can not see the specific outline.

Strangely, the judges did not feel messy, and if you look at it from a distance, you will find that the whole is very vivid.