Ye Feng and they won again.

The waiter scooped up the boat, took out the wine carried in the boat, and brought it to Su Leng. However, Sister Leng doesn't drink, so this glass of wine will belong to Ye Feng again.

"Then the brother-in-law is welcome. ”

Ye Feng didn't shirk either, picked up the wine glass, brought it to his lips and took a sip, and a spicy fragrance slowly entered his throat.

Wine!

This wine is different from the previous glass, the last cup is rice wine, this cup should be the osmanthus brew in the south of the Yangtze River, which is more fragrant and elegant than it.

This wine has a good sense of drinking!

Ye someone's face was intoxicated.

The masters on the other side, looking at Ye Feng like that, were all a little greedy. It's not that they don't have any drinks here, it's mainly that the wine Ye Feng drinks is different from theirs!

That's a win!

Everyone wants to try it, even if it's sour, everyone wants to have a drink!

It's not wine, it's honor!

"Although the wine is good, Professor Ye should not be greedy for a cup in class. Mr. Song Qingxuan on the other side of the river said with a smile: "If you get drunk for a while, it will make everyone laugh." ”

"Don't worry, old gentleman. Ye Feng took another sip and replied with a smile: "The kid is still sure of the amount of wine he drinks, and this kind of wine is harmless to drink ten glasses and eight glasses." ”

"Huh. Song Lao smiled: "Then it depends on Professor Ye's ability, after all, we, old bones, also want to taste the taste of this fine wine." ”

"It's not bad. Ye Feng sighed and said with a smile.

The two of you say a sentence to me, although it is to talk about wine, but in fact, it is not meant to be said. However, everyone is not broken.

Song Lao and Ye Feng were talking, and a group of masters on the other side were not idle, and they talked about it one after another.

"It's not good for us to win two games in a row. ”

"Everyone is entrusted by others, if you lose, how can you be good?"

"Won't you lose?"

"It's just that there are so many of us, and we can't compare to the kid opposite?"

"Boy, hehe, don't underestimate this person. This is Professor Ye, who is famous in today's cultural circles, and this person has a very high status in the literary world, especially good at poetry. We don't know him well, but let's be as respectful as possible. ”

"Indeed, it is not unreasonable for Professor Ye to be praised by the literary community as a 'genius of the ages' and 'heaven and man descending from earth', so let's be careful. ”

"Lao Wang, you think too highly of him, don't you? Even if he has a deep literary foundation, we compare it to calligraphy. In the final analysis, it is necessary to look at the foundation of calligraphy. ”

"Having said that, but what we are comparing today is not simple calligraphy, have you forgotten the scene just now? Professor Ye said a word, and the situation was reversed, we have no choice but to do this. ”

Indeed, if it is simply compared to calligraphy, this group of masters will not necessarily worry about Ye Feng, although his wild grass does surprise them, but the good writing of wild grass does not mean that other calligraphy styles are also good. What they have a headache is that Ye Feng's amazing poetic attainments!

After a while, the boat floated down again.

Everyone hurriedly raised their eyes.

This time it's not a word, but a word, and the small flag has four big characters written on it: "diligence and thrift".

As soon as he saw this topic, the old man approving: "The boss has a heart." ”

"My father won the prize. Lan Xiu hurriedly said modestly.

"Well, this topic is good, and the juniors should be taught what it means to be thrifty. The old man nodded, and Lan Xiu hurriedly echoed on the side.

Here, a calligraphy master volunteered to stand up, hugged his fists at everyone and said: "Leave this one to me, I've been watching it for a long time, and my hands are already itchy." ”

Seeing Mr. Shiraishi, everyone has no opinions.

"Bai Lao shot, this game should be stable. ”

"Well, indeed. There are a lot of poems about thrift and thrift, and Lao Bai doesn't need to be in a hurry, just write slowly. ”

"It's not easy to make it original even if it's Professor Ye's original, after all, diligence and thrift are our excellent traditional virtues, and there are countless good words and sentences. ”

Bai Lao stood in front of the table, placing inkstones, flat paper, lifting pens, and dipping ink, in an orderly manner, looking calm and relaxed.

This time, Bai Lao is ready to write regular script!

Looking at the unhurried Bai Lao, everyone was full of confidence.

To say that Professor Ye's wild grass is unique, many of them sigh that it is inferior, but when it comes to regular script, Bai Lao is definitely one of the best masters in the entire calligraphy industry in China!

The regular script pays attention to the magnificent atmosphere, just and straight, which has extremely high requirements for the pen, and the people who are generally good at wild grass are not very willing to write regular script, because they will have a sense of bondage.

Seeing that Bai Lao had already started to write, Ye Feng also happened to finish the wine in the cup, feeling that his whole body was warm and full of strength.

"I'll go!"

Ye was a little energetic, and he didn't know if he drank too much or what, but this time he took the initiative to go out.

"Oops......"

Before Ye Feng stood up, he felt lightheaded, and he almost didn't fall.

Everyone was speechless when they saw it.

This big brother has drunk too much!

However, everyone also understands it, after all, the "wooden bud" carried on the small boat is not small, and there must be four taels of liquor. Originally, this glass of wine was prepared for people to drink until the end, but Ye Feng himself had already drunk two large glasses in a row, and it was normal to be a little floating.

However, the people of the Su family are a little worried, if Ye Feng drinks too much, then who the hell will continue to play?

Now it looks a little confused, and I'll drink too much at that moment!

However, at this time, Ye Feng had already started writing, and everyone was suspicious when they saw Ye Feng's pen flying and his posture was arrogant.

Could it be that Ye Feng wrote cursive again? Or is it a line of calligraphy?

Anyway, there will be no such posture of writing regular script.

After a while, Bai over there was still writing stroke by stroke, but Ye Feng, who was writing later, stopped writing first.

Seeing that Ye Feng stopped writing first, the waiters on both sides hurriedly lifted the work.

"How is this possible?"

"Why did he write so fast?"

The calligraphy masters took a cursory look and were shocked.

Ye Feng actually wrote a line?

But he obviously started writing more than Bai Laohou!

Oh yes, it may be that he wrote a small number of words, and Ye Feng wrote a five-word quatrain, which is only twenty words.

At this time, Bai Lao over there also finished writing, and everyone looked over again.

No one paid attention to what poems Bai Lao wrote, just looked at how many words were written!

At this look, everyone was stunned!

It's also a five-word quatrain!

It's also twenty words!

But Bai Lao is so much slower than Ye Feng?

How is this possible?

Bai Lao is the top regular script master in China!

Both of them use lines, and Bai Lao's speed is so much worse than Ye Feng's?

This is a little difficult for everyone to accept.

However, there is something even more difficult to accept, and after everyone took a closer look at the calligraphy of the two, they almost didn't vomit blood.

No equal!

This is everyone's first reaction!

"How so?"

"Professor Ye can even write regular scripts, and his skills are so profound, and he is indistinguishable from Bai Lao?"

"How do you decide the winner of this game?"

"It's hard to say, although Professor Ye's poem was written by himself, but the poem selected by Lao Bai is also a classic. The content of the poems is difficult to distinguish, and the calligraphy skills of the two are also equal, so it's hard to say. ”

"Alas, I didn't expect it, I really lost my eyes. ”

There were no judges in this competition, and it was all judged by the calligraphers present, but now it really stumped everyone. Although Ye Feng's writing speed is faster, the calligraphy competition is not faster than anyone else's writing, and the fast speed can only show that Ye Feng's comprehensive skills are better. Well, well, when everyone thinks about this, they can't stand it anymore.

Ye Feng's comprehensive strength is even higher than Bai Lao's?

I'll go!

Are you kidding?

Although everyone didn't want to believe it, the facts were in front of them, and they couldn't afford not to believe it.

But this point is not enough for Ye Feng to win.

In fact, this is the first time Ye Feng has written calligraphy, and he still seems very unskilled, otherwise, hehe, with the handwriting of Yan Zhenqing he used just now, how could he be on par with Bai Lao?

At this time, Mr. Song Qingxuan spoke, "Otherwise, this time it will be a tie." ”

"Well, that's all there is to it. "It's a pity for the others, but there's no better way in front of them.

"Lao Bai, what do you think?" asked Song Lao.

"Me?"

Bai Lao smiled bitterly, "How can I be qualified to draw, alas, I lost." ”

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Bai Lao admits defeat?"

Everyone was stunned, wondering if their ears had heard it wrong.

Song Lao also wondered: "Lao Bai, what do you mean by this? Although Professor Ye wrote a little faster than you, his handwriting is on par with yours, why admit defeat?"

"When they turn around, you will see. Bai Lao smiled a little bitterly.

Well?

Look at it when you turn around?

You can only see the back of the rice paper, what's there to see?

Everyone frowned and was puzzled.

The two waiters were holding Ye Feng's work, but it was actually slowly turning, because it was necessary for everyone around to see it clearly. When the two waiters turned their backs to the calligraphers again, everyone frowned.

"Uh, what is this?"

"No, it won't!"

"Punch through the back of the paper?"

"How is that possible!"

"Professor Ye has actually reached this realm?"

"Amazing!"

Looking at the back of the rice paper that should have been snow-white, at this time, I can clearly see the ink line left by the pen when writing and moving the pen!

That's scary!

With so many calligraphy masters present, how many of them can reach this level?

It's not a few, it's not one!

No one can get to this point!

At this time, several calligraphers involuntarily swallowed their saliva.

This kind of realm, they have only seen in some hand-me-down calligraphy works, in reality, they have never seen any master write it!

Bai Lao sighed and arched his hand: "Professor Ye is really a celestial, Bai is not as good, this game is lost by the old man." After speaking, Bai Lao sat back down.

"My brother-in-law won again?"

"I thought it was too hard! I didn't expect to win!"

"Brother-in-law is invincible!"

"Come on, brother-in-law!"

When the Su family heard that Bai Lao had admitted defeat, they were all excited.

How professional is the calligraphy master on the opposite side?

And the most amazing thing is that my brother-in-law still has the upper hand?

At this moment, the younger brothers and sisters of the Su family all came to the spirit.

I saw that I had won hope!

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