There are ten games in total.

Win six games, and then it will be a winner.

Some people in the team behind Master Wei can't sit still, this is no longer the first friendship competition second, it's okay if the other party is a master, they have nothing to say, it's not a shame to lose, but the other party is a nobody, which makes them calligraphers a little unbearable, it's too embarrassing.

"Hey, I don't believe it yet!"

"If it's an old word, I'll play it myself!"

"If you want a five-character poem, just leave it to me!"

"A hairy boy, it's too much to give us seniors face!"

"Haha, Lao Yu Lao Lu, you are also going to go up, okay, then I am the only one, I have to move a little real, otherwise there is really nowhere to put my face." ”

"Don't believe he can still have three heads and six arms?"

"At a young age, how deep can the knowledge be!"

One by one, these calligraphers sharpened their knives.

Zhang Ye looked at it, and asked Wu Zeqing's opinion, "Principal Wu, do you say that we will lose a few games?" Of course, we must win in the end, but ......in the process, "According to Zhang Ye's intentions, of course it doesn't matter, but after all, this is Wu Zeqing's birthday, and it is also her circle, Zhang Ye is afraid that Principal Wu will feel inappropriate and will inevitably offend people, so he asked to see what Principal Wu's attitude is."

Wu Zeqing asked rhetorically, "Why do you want to lose?"

Zhang Ye said: "Those are all seniors in the calligraphy world, I'm afraid you ......."

Wu Zeqing smiled and said: "In art, there is no humility, if the real strength is not good, there is no way to lose, but if you can win, why not win?"

Zhang Ye blinked and said, "Is it okay to win?"

"What can happen?" Wu Zeqing sipped his tea.

Zhang Ye has counted, "Cheng, what I'm waiting for is what you say!"

How could Zhang Ye care, this guy had never cared about this, he was afraid that Wu Zeqing would be difficult to do in the end, but now President Wu's words dispelled Zhang Ye's concerns, and he finally found out why he liked Lao Wu so much, like that time when he invited himself to teach, ordinary college presidents would not dare to do this, and for example, he said "Dream of Red Mansions" 's amazing remarks, Wu Zeqing directly supported him without even asking, and there is no doubt about employing people, from a certain point of view, Wu Zeqing is even bolder than Zhang Ye, and it is really different from ordinary women!

Win?

Of course that's fine!

If you want to win, I'll win for you!

"I'll go draw lots. Zhang Ye took the initiative to go.

The question of the fourth competition came out - to write ancient words, and the last word should be closed on the word "flow".

This kind of topic is a bit difficult, if the first word is good, everyone can think of it when you think about it, after all, whoever reads the poem is seen from the beginning, but the last word at the end, even if it is a well-cooked poem, everyone may not be able to remember, and you have to go down from the first word again, which increases the great difficulty.

"Finally limited to writing words, I'll come!" Teacher Yu came out.

But Zhang Ye had already picked up the pen and wrote.

"Poppy"

When is the spring flower and autumn moon,

How much do you know about the past?

Xiaolou had an east wind last night,

The old country is unbearable to look back at the moonlight.

The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there,

It's just that Zhu Yan changed.

Ask how much sorrow you can have,

It is like a river flowing eastward.

Zhang Ye put pen to paper, and then looked at the other party's players.

Teacher Yu walked over with a smile full of interest and confidence, and he was not in a hurry, he casually glanced at the words written by Zhang Ye, and then, his smiling expression changed for a while, red for a while, green for a while, and finally turned into an action, and Teacher Yu slapped his forehead fiercely!

I'm cǎo!

Can you also write co-authored words?

You created it on the spot!?

Teacher Yu couldn't wait for that sentence just now, he came, he came to a fart! After a few seconds of silence, he turned around with a smile and returned to Master Wei's camp in a gloomy manner.

Master Zhou was happy, "Lao Yu?"

Teacher Yu waved his hand, "Don't write it." ”

"Then you abstained?" Master Zhou asked.

Teacher Yu said in his heart, "Isn't this nonsense, "It's written in vain, forget it, I admit defeat." "The literary nature of this poem is too scary, and the calligraphy is also beautiful, Mr. Yu recognizes that he can be higher than the other party in calligraphy, but it is not much higher, but no matter what type of word card he writes, he is definitely not as good as the other party's "Poppy", so don't go to the ugly.

The people around were already stunned. Teacher Yu has admitted defeat? This is a famous calligrapher who just won the first prize in a calligraphy competition this year!

Master Zhou said: "Then start the fifth game." ”

The title of the fifth session is -- Thinking, 100 million.

The scope of the topic is very wide, but the wider the scope of the topic, the more difficult it is to write.

No one came out on the other side for the time being, as if they wanted to see what Zhang Ye wrote first.

Zhang Ye took a sip of wine, but didn't say a word, held the brush without thinking, and waved the ink.

Jin Se

Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

The last stroke fell, and some people on the scene began to applaud!

Suna shouted, clapped her hands vigorously and said, "Okay! Well written!"

This poem made many female comrades at the scene very fond of it, and their thoughts seemed to drift away a little, "This situation can be recalled, but it was ...... Confused?"

Someone is stupid!

The people on Master Wei's side were also speechless!

What the hell is this person doing? One after another, such an excellent and classic poem is thrown out as if your mother doesn't want money? Why don't you write a poem that we have seen and are familiar with?

Who's on?

Who can win this?

You can't have no one to fight, otherwise you will lose your momentum and lose your momentum!

You push me, I push you, in the end there is really no one, a person in the team came up and wrote a pertinent poem, it is a long poem, written for a long time, the sky is falling, the long poem can be extended, that person is eighty percent want to win this scene in calligraphy skills.

But when he finished writing, Master Zhou still announced that Wu Zeqing's team had won this game, for no other reason, no matter how high the level of calligraphy is, it also needs to be expressed through guò words, and the poem of the young man in sunglasses is enough to cover everything, so that his calligraphy has also risen to the realm!

Another win!

Wu Zeqing simply didn't get up, and sat there drinking tea and watching the excitement.

Many people around were talking about it, and some female relatives pointed at Zhang Ye.

"It's so exciting!"

"This young man is amazing!"

"Why are you wearing sunglasses? I can't even see my face!"

"Today's annual meeting is not in vain, catch such a big show!"

Master Zhou announced, "The sixth game begins. After the two sides drew lots, he said: "The topic of this field is Qingming, and it should be used in the first two words." ”

Well?

Clear and bright?

The title is randomly grabbed, and the first word is Qingming poem, but there is really no one.

However, the people on Master Wei's side are not ordinary people, and a young talent immediately came out, stood in front of the desk, picked up the pen, and began to create on the spot, do you think you can create?

Zhang Ye is also writing.

"Qingming"

During the Qingming season, it rains,

Pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

By asking where the restaurant is,

The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village.

Put down the pen, add a paragraph, and write your name in the custom.

When the young man from Master Wei's team was halfway through writing, he was curious, so he glanced at Zhang Ye's words, and at first glance, his eyes almost popped out, coughing cough several times, he looked down at the poem he had created, sighed, put down his pen and stopped writing.

"I threw in the towel. The young man was convinced.

Master Zhou asked, "Don't you finish writing?"

The young man smiled bitterly: "Forget it, don't be ugly." ”

Six!

Zhang Ye wins!

Master Zhou smiled and said: "There are still four games below, the winners and losers have been decided, do you want to continue to compete?"

Wu Zeqing said: "We don't care. ”

Master Wei didn't speak, but many people behind him said:

"Than!"

"Why not?"

"There are four more to come. ”

Although they have already lost, but now this result is no longer important, Master Zhou's words belong to Wu Zeqing, what they have to do now is to get back face, at least, at least they have to win, right? Can't let people destroy a bald child! That will really become a joke if it gets out!

Master Zhou smiled: "Okay, then continue." ”

A young calligrapher said: "Master Zhou, I think this competition is unfair, obviously it is a calligraphy competition, how can it become a poetry competition now? We all know that calligraphy is inseparable from expression, inseparable from words and poetry and songs, but poetry is not the whole of calligraphy, this friend's poetry creation level we have seen, it is indeed better than us, but it does not mean that his calligraphy is better than ours, does it?"

Master Zhou spread out his palms, "However, this is the rule of the competition, every year at the annual annual meeting, the competition is the rule." ”

Isn't it fair?

It's not fair indeed!

Master Zhou knows, Master Wei knows, and Wu Zeqing also knows.

In the past, their calligraphy competition, everyone's literary level is actually about the same, half a catty and eight taels, not too bad and not too good, after all, calligraphers are not necessarily literary scholars, so this kind of competition is relatively reasonable and fair, everyone is basically a horizontal line, but this competition has a god, not only calligraphy skills are one of the best, literary skills are also shocking ghosts and gods, this time the game loses suspense, everyone understands, the young man in sunglasses is not winning in calligraphy, but in literature!

He can only say that he has a lot of competition with the calligraphers present, and many of them are higher than him.

But literary literacy? He alone really crushed the dozens of calligraphers present! Yes, it was crushing, crushing without any suspense!

One person is enough?

Now many people have realized what Wu Zeqing meant by his first words! Principal Wu didn't say that it was enough to have herself, but that it was enough to have this young man alone! Principal Wu obviously knew this young man for a long time, and he clearly knew this young man's ability, so when she saw the young man coming to her team, she didn't ask for other teammates, and rejected other people's sympathetic requests to join her team! Because Wu Zeqing knew that it was enough to have this young man! This is exactly the case! This young man really won the dozens of calligraphy seniors over there by himself!