CHAPTER XXXI

Gong Yang was not very good at writing calligraphy before, but since he exchanged the primary calligraphy, when Gong Yang picked up the brush to write, he naturally had a sense of proficiency, and after dipping the wolf in ink, Gong Yang paused, and asked in his heart, "Teacher Cang, Teacher Cang, quickly find me a poem and pass it to me." ”

"Ask the owner to elaborate on the requirements so that the system can narrow down the search"

Gong Yang glanced at the wolf hair in his hand, and replied, "Find me a poem about the bold faction, the kind that makes you feel proud as soon as you read it."

A few seconds later, Mr. Cang's voice sounded in his mind again, ""Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia" has been copied into the master's mind, please check it by yourself." ”

Gong Yang shook his head a little drowsy, and a confident smile appeared on his face again, and after a few seconds, Gong Yang held down the rice paper with one hand, held the brush with the other, and wrote the content of the poem in his mind on the paper, using cursive, and the pen was fast.

Grip the luck of the shaking and suspension, turn up and down, go to the secret line to close the hook, between all the strokes are vigorous and powerful, Gong Yang did not deliberately focus on the strokes of which word, but looked at the whole article, silently reciting the words and sentences, and suddenly became angry in his heart.

Gong Yang read the words he had written, and asked in his heart, "Teacher Cang, is there such a poem in the world I live in?"

"Nope"

"No wonder, it didn't, I mean, how could I not have learned such a bullish word...... Hey, no, why are the things about calligraphy the same in both worlds, but the poems and songs are different?"

"Parallel worlds have a lot in common, but occasionally there will be a shift at one node, resulting in a change in a certain architecture, resulting in some cultural differences"

"Oh, I seem to understand a little bit"

“……”

Just when everyone was still struggling to write, Gong Yang suddenly stood up and said, "I'm done writing"

As soon as the words fell, a discussion immediately sounded in the crowd:

"So fast?"

"Calligraphy pays attention to the unity of mind and mind, is methodical, and seeks to be slow and avoid fast, but this Gongyang only took less than ten minutes to write, can you write well?"

"Could it be that Ma Lao has lost his eyes?"

"No, Ma Lao has always been very accurate in looking at people"

“……”

Kang Ming, who was creating, heard Gong Yang's voice, and the movements of his subordinates also paused, and after sneering at "pretending", he continued to write.

The staff walked to the Gongyang table and took the rice paper on the Gongyang table to the table in front of Jiang Guozheng, Ma Shuo, and Kang Wende.

Jiang Guozheng looked at it, his originally normal expression suddenly froze, and a few seconds later, Jiang Guozheng, Ma Shuo, and Kang Wende gasped at the same time, and said in unison, "This ......"

After waiting for more than ten minutes, all the participants in this competition have finished writing and their works have been presented by the staff.

The 'spectators' who retreated to both sides also squeezed back into the middle of the lobby.

Jiang Guozheng, Ma Shuo, and Kang Wende, who served as judges, selected the best three works after reading more than 30 copies of the written calligraphy.

Jiang Guozheng stood up and pasted the three selected works on the exhibition board that had been prepared long ago, and introduced, "After my discussion with Vice President Ma and Vice President Kang, the calligraphy works of Gong Yang, Kang Ming, and Li Mingren have been selected for the time being. ”

A group of people immediately gathered around, pointing and discussing.

One of the old men, squinting, whispered slowly:

"The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the romantic characters of the ages"

"To the west of the old base, humanity is, Zhou Lang Chibi of the Three Kingdoms"

"Rocks pierce the air, waves crash on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up"

"The country is picturesque, how many heroes are there at one time"

The old man's voice became louder and louder, and after everyone heard the old man's voice, they slowly stopped talking and followed the old man's gaze to pay attention to Gong Yang's works.

"Back then, when I thought of Gongjin, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, and he was heroic"

"Lupine scarf, talking and laughing, the canopy is in ashes"

"The old country fugue, affectionate should laugh at me, early birth"

"Life is like a dream, and a statue is still in the moon"

At the end of the reading, the old man couldn't help but repeat the last sentence: "Life is like a dream, a bottle is still a river! Good words, good words, dare to ask who this poem came from?"

Before Gong Yang could talk, Jiang Guozheng got up with an excited face and said, "Huang Lao, why are you here, why don't you tell us when you come, I'll let people arrange it."

The insiders immediately reacted and said in surprise, "It turned out to be Secretary Huang of the Writers Association next door, no wonder it looks a little familiar."

The old man, known as Huang Lao, shook his head and smiled, "Our Writers' Association and the Calligraphy Association have always cooperated closely, President Jiang, you don't have to be polite, let's tell me that this poem is from the hand of that master." ”

Jiang Guozheng laughed, immediately walked to Gong Yang's side, pulled Gong Yang in front of Huang Lao, and introduced, "Huang Lao, his name is Gong Yang, and he wrote this poem."

"What!

"How can you write such heroic ancient words at such a young age!"

"Don't say that you can write this kind of word or not, just because you haven't practiced this cursive style for a few years, you can't write to this level."

Kang Ming on the side shook his head again and again, "Impossible, impossible, he can't write this cursive."

"Copy it"

"Yes, yes, yes, it must be copied"

“……”

Just when everyone thought that Gong Yang was copied, the old man known as Huang Lao shook his head cleanly and said, "It's definitely not copied, although I, Huang, don't dare to say that I have read the world's poetry, but if this word is really copied, I will definitely hear about it before, so I believe that this word will definitely not be copied by this young man."

Huang Lao's words have always been a lot of money, and after everyone heard it, they all stopped talking.

Ma Shuo also got up and explained, "Gong Yang is the top student in our Kyoto college entrance examination this year, I think he can write this poem, it shouldn't be too outrageous."

"The top student in the college entrance examination"

"No wonder I can write this kind of word, it turns out that reading is so good"

"This young man is really nice"

"Hey, it seems that it is not good to accept the old, and it will have to be the world of young people in the future."

“……”

Huang Lao asked, "Young man, what's the name of your song?"

Gong Yang replied truthfully, "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia"

Huang Lao nodded, and commented directly, "This young man's work is among the three works, I think it is the most prominent one, aside from the word itself, just looking at the realm of this font pen walking dragon and snake, flowing clouds and water, it is much more prominent than the other two works, of course, this is just my personal opinion, your calligraphy association competition, or your insiders to comment." ”

Jiang Guozheng laughed, "Who doesn't know that Huang Lao, you have attainments in various places of literature, and in some places, you can study more deeply than us." ”

Others also responded, "But in terms of calligraphy, this "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia" is indeed a little more prominent than the other two works."

There are also some people who directly pat themselves on the back and say, "We all support Huang Lao's opinion"

Kang Ming on the side was struck by lightning, he originally thought that after he won the second place in the Wenbao Zhai meeting in the south, he could also show a hand in the calligraphy association in Kyoto, but he didn't expect to kill a Gong Yang in the sky, not only stealing all the limelight, but also letting himself not even have a chance to come out, and what was more fatal was that he had mocked this Gong Yang before, thinking of this, Kang Ming couldn't stay anymore and left the scene directly.

Kang Ming walked to the elevator door, still heard a small voice from the lobby, Kang Ming clenched his fists, slammed the wall hard, and said angrily, "Impossible! It can't be written by him! Gong Yang! I must uncover your true face!"

……

After hearing the opinions of most of the people on the scene, it was naturally clear who won and who lost in this competition, and Jiang Guozheng was no longer verbose, and directly announced, "Then I now announce as the president of the Kyoto Calligraphy Association that the first place in this year's calligraphy competition is - Gongyang." ”

Everyone immediately applauded and celebrated, and Kang Wende, who was Kang Ming's uncle, had no choice but to applaud, but he was actually very reluctant in his heart.

Jiang Guozheng smiled and said, "Gong Yang, although you won the first place, there are no prizes in the calligraphy competition of our association, but if you want a certificate, I can ask someone to get you a copy, what do you think?"

Gong Yang smiled generously and said, "President Jiang, don't be so troublesome, I just came with Grandpa Ma to see the world, and I didn't want a prize or anything at all."

Jiang Guozheng quipped, "Haha, you have only seen the world, but it has opened our eyes."

……

Huang Lao of the Writers Association also pulled Gong Yang and asked, "Gong Yang, I still have something I want to discuss with you." ”

"Huang Lao, if you have anything to say, just say it"

"That's right, our writers' association has its own magazine every month, and I want to add your word to our next issue, can you see it? Oh, of course, if you have a manuscript fee, we can discuss it. ”

Gong Yang smiled and said, "Huang Lao, you can use it, forget the manuscript fee or something, I only have one request"

Huang Lao immediately asked, "What requirements?"

"It's the author who wants to write my name"

"Haha, don't worry about this, the copyright must be your own, we're just publishing it"

"That's okay, Huang Lao, you can use it."

I thought that the old man Ma Shuoma also joined in the fun and said, "No, no, you can use words, but I have to take this "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia" home, and no one can grab it."

Old Man Ma made this scene, which caused everyone to laugh again......