Pen down.

Word into.

This poem has just come out of a sentence, and I can't see anything for the time being, the first thing that everyone catches their eyes is Zhang Ye's words, when they see Zhang Ye's seemingly loose but dashing brush words, many young female teachers who look lively are wowed, and a few teachers and professors who really know how to understand calligraphy are also stunned, and hurriedly walked into a few positions to take a closer look, and then they were stunned!

"The word ......"

"This calligraphy is so clever!"

"Ordinary amateur calligraphy enthusiasts can't write this kind of words!"

"Is this a line? This style of line, why haven't I seen it before, it feels a bit like a regular line, but it's not the same. ”

"The words are so beautiful!"

"I didn't expect Zhang Ye to be able to write such a good calligraphy!"

"It's also the first time I know that Mr. Zhang's calligraphy also has such a high level!"

Everyone was stunned.

Liao Qi raised his eyebrows, which was also quite unexpected.

Several Tsinghua teachers glanced at each other.

Only Suna's expression remains the same, there was a dinner party held on the anniversary of the establishment of the Calligraphy Association in the past, and a calligraphy master and Wu Zeqing celebrated their birthdays, Suna and many people in the Calligraphy Association have already seen Zhang Ye's calligraphy skills, Suna feels that the best word written by Zhang Ye is "Mulan Poem", all the characteristics and styles of Zhang Ye's calligraphy are vividly displayed in that word, let alone written like this, even if you copy according to the pedal, you can't write Zhang Ye's calligraphy, this kind of calligraphy, It can be said that Zhang Ye is unique, and no one imitates it for the time being!

People in this world naturally don't know that Zhang Ye's words are actually imitating the font of his famous calligraphy saint Wang Xizhi on the earth, although Zhang Ye's calligraphy skills and experience book has not been eaten enough, and there may be a lot of lack in the heat, but even if there is a Wang Xizhi's calligraphy one or two percent of the appearance, it is enough to shock the people of this world, the name of the calligraphy saint is not called in vain, but it is not Wang Xizhi's self-styled, that is the affirmation given by history!

"Absolutely!"

"It's a delight to watch!"

"If it's calligraphy, Professor Liao will be defeated."

"Yes, but this time it's poetry."

Many people were full of praise, and after being amazed by Zhang Ye's calligraphy, everyone slowly began to pay attention to the poems written by Zhang Ye, wanting to see what Zhang Ye could do under the topic of "husband and wife", which he was not good at.

Suna squeezed in.

Dean Pan stepped up.

The poem reads as follows:

"Husband and Wife"

Dry eyes look at the mountains and water.

I have seen a few people in the past.

The pot is empty for a glass of wine.

It is difficult to write and rhyme.

Getting lost prevents people from parting for a long time.

The message was sent back late.

The lonely lamp is lonely at night.

The husband remembers the wife and the father remembers the child.

After putting down the pen, Zhang Ye also left a piece of his own.

After a final glance of confirmation, Zhang Ye nodded with satisfaction, put down the brush, squeezed out of the crowd as he strolled, and went back to the oven to eat, this time eating roasted shiitake mushrooms.

Leave a crowd of people applauding again and again!

"Good poetry!"

"The whole poem revolves around the word 'memory', describing the husband's thoughts and feelings for his wife, which is too bleak and beautiful!"

"Cow!"

"I thought that Mr. Liao's poems had reached the pinnacle, but I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang was still Mr. Zhang, and his reputation was well deserved! It's not worse than Mr. Liao's poems at all! And you must know that Zhang Ye is not married yet, and the topic of 'husband and wife' itself is not his field of expertise, if you take this into account, and then consider the fact that it is improvisation, it can explain Zhang Ye's skills even more! ”

"Professor Zhang is still so literate."

"Well written!"

"This poem is just as amazing as his calligraphy!"

"Teacher Zhang did a great job!"

"Haha!"

Dean Pan nodded heavily, thinking it was very good.

Suna gave Zhang Ye a thumbs up from afar.

Most of the people in the female teacher group also laughed and praised, sure enough, Zhang Ye didn't disappoint them, they really didn't drop the chain at the critical moment!

A female teacher smiled and said, "In the last round, we won, right?" ”

Ma Qi from the language group frowned and said, "Why did you win?" Mr. Liao's work is also very good, at least in terms of text, I think Mr. Liao's words are a little more elegant. ”

The male teacher of Tsinghua University nodded and smiled: "I also think that Mr. Liao's poems are better and more beautiful." ”

Suna disagreed, "It must be Mr. Zhang's poetry that is superior, you don't need to ask about this!" ”

A female professor looked at a few people in the male teacher group: "Hey, can't you male compatriots afford to lose?" ”

"Why can't you afford to lose? Originally, Mr. Liao's writing was good, who wins and who loses, this is really not good, after all, there is no superiority in art, everyone's opinion is different. Someone from the male teacher group said.

An old professor with relatively high qualifications commented: "This is the truth, I think the two poems have their own merits, each has its own advantages, if you have to say which one is better than the other, you can't say that, otherwise I will give it to the referee, see the three judges vote, which one has more votes and which one wins." ”

"Okay!"

"Look at the referee."

"Agreed."

"Definitely Zhang Ye wins."

"Teacher Liao must win!"

Everyone looked at the three referees and waited for the result.

Liao Qi himself also cared about this result, but the expression on his face was still more casual.

But compared with Liao Qi and a few Tsinghua teachers, Zhang Ye didn't care so much, after writing the poem and completing the task, he left it alone, he should eat and drink.

At this time, the first young referee spoke, "In my opinion, it is better to have Mr. Zhang Ye's "Husband Remembering Wife", in comparison, I prefer the artistic conception of this poem. ”

The female teacher group laughed.

"That's right!"

"Well said!"

As a result, the next referee spoke, only listening to Li Rui said: "I don't agree, the artistic conception of the two poems is actually similar, both are very good, but in comparison, it is obvious that Mr. Liao's poem is more topical, the theme is more clear, the title we just came out is 'husband and wife', Mr. Liao's poem also shows this to the greatest extent, there is a husband, a wife, and an invitation, but Mr. Zhang Ye's poem is more about the mentality of the husband, and only expressed' One of the aspects and psychological states of the husband and wife, the poem must be a good poem, but for this topic, it must be Mr. Liao who won. ”

When many people hear it, they also think it makes sense.

"Yes."

"Well, the subject is still complete with Mr. Liao."

"Yes, Mr. Liao's other poems don't say, today's one is really good."

Li Rui voted for Liao Qi.

Zhang Ye and Liao Qi are now tied 1-1, and it depends on the last referee.

The last referee was an older professor, he walked over there and carefully looked at the two poems of Zhang Ye and Liao Qi that had been hung up, and turned around with a wry smile after a while, "I can't tell the difference, it looks very good, otherwise it will be a tie, I will abstain from this vote." ”

"Tie?"

"Khan!"

"Who's going to win?"

"It's just that no one wins, no one loses."

"Do you have to play an extra game?"

"A tie is a tie."

"Alas, almost, hehe, I was waiting for the male teacher group to dance a square dance together!"

The result is a draw, which many people actually accept, anyway, it's a game, as long as they don't decide that they lose and don't punish it.

Liao Qi has no opinion, he can play a draw with Zhang Ye in the poetry contest, which is completely acceptable to him, at this moment he and a few of their Tsinghua teachers also glanced down on Zhang Ye, sure enough, just like Liao Qi and a few people think, Zhang Ye is not as god as everyone legends, if you have to say it, you can only say that Zhang Ye is a very good literary worker, master? He's not counted! Liao Qi's poem can be comparable to him, what else does Zhang Ye say about a master who is not a master? That's it!

Ma Qi said: "I see that Mr. Liao's realm has made another leap, is this going to take this road in the future?" ”

Liao Qi shook his hand with a smile and said, "I, let's teach my books in a down-to-earth manner, writing poems and lyrics is one of my hobbies, not my main business." ”

Li Rui also smiled and said: "Hobbies can be written so well, how can you make us embarrassed?" ”

Several Tsinghua teachers also touted it.

Over there, Suna walked behind Zhang Ye, "What about eating?" ”

Zhang Ye snorted, "I've been using my brain too much these days, and I don't know why I'm so hungry, and I'm too hungry." "Not only is he tired of the question, but he also uses his memory to search for capsule speed learning in the morning.

Suna Nunu mouthed, "It's decided over there, a draw." ”

Zhang Ye smiled, "I heard it, let's be even." ”

"Your poem today is really good, but compared to your previous poems, I don't think you fully played it." Suna said helplessly: "You are usually very competitive, but now it's good, it's not good at all, when you wrote this poem, I saw that you didn't even move your brain, just casually raised the pen and wrote, if you are serious, how can you not win Teacher Liao Qi?" That's not your real level. ”

I can't win him?

I wrote it casually?

Zhang Ye smiled and said nothing.

Next to him, there were also a few female teachers from Peking University who said: "Alas, Mr. Zhang, you are underestimated today, Mr. Liao is clearly prepared, you are not good at playing, with your reputation, we will lose if we tie, if it spreads out, Mr. Liao is on par with you in terms of poetry?" Mr. Liao will definitely be in the limelight, and when the time comes, others will still think that our Peking University is not as good as their Tsinghua University. ”

Suddenly, a man came up from the bottom of the mountain.

―― Yu Fan, the leader of the language proposition group!

Yu Fan was busy docking before, and he was late, so he was stunned as soon as he came over, and said with a smile: "What's wrong?" What about competitions again? Who won this year? How are they grouped? ”

Li Rui smiled: "It's a tie this year." ”

Yu Fan blinked, "Can you still tie?" ”

March said: "The last question, both sides are tied. ”

I gave a general introduction to the team leader.

Team Leader Yu was very interested and stepped forward, "I'll take a look." ”