Chapter Ninety-Seven: Battle Post

"Sixty million." After Mr. Dawang and Mr. Erwang put it together, the two brothers prepared to bid for a joint venture.

"Sixty-one million." The puppy is red-faced and red-eared, and he is a little embarrassed to say this.

Sun Heavy Industries is rich, but 70 million is the limit of the dog.

This is not to say that the little dog Fuji only has so much money, but the little dog Fuji didn't expect Yue Wumu to be so valuable.

This is only the third-to-last finale, isn't the value of the last two antiques even more unreasonable?

"The old man thinks, how about everyone give 60 million?" Liu suddenly spoke.

The four sages of the bamboo forest are the predecessors of Chinese culture, not businessmen, and it is already very good to be able to take out 60 million.

Of course, if the four sages opened Chrysostom, more people would give them money, but the literati were arrogant, so this is not true.

"Brother Liu, what do you mean, could it be that you mean Wendou?" Lin Fuzi's heart moved, and he asked tentatively.

"Yes, if anyone can contribute 60 million, they can come to participate in the cultural fight, if anyone can win the championship, then this post is for whom." Everyone Liu nodded.

"Good!" The second king and Lin Fuzi groaned and nodded at the same time.

"It's also an old man." The little dog's heart was relieved, and then he realized that he was sweating on his forehead.

"Since your predecessors are going to start a cultural fight, and Prince Yue was born as a military general, why don't you use the battle post to kill this time?" Dong Xun'er said with a smile.

"Since it is a literary fight, it is natural to be happy for everyone rather than alone, I think whether or not you bid for Yue Wumu's calligraphy, you can participate?" Lin Fuzi smiled heroically, confident and outstanding.

"Good." Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, and they all got up and bowed their hands, looking at Lin Fuzi's eyes in admiration.

On the surface, only the four sages of the bamboo forest and the little dog are the same, these five people paid 60 million, and it seems that the winner of the Tao sticker will be born from these five people.

However, just like Ji Lin got the Taizu Cup in the beginning, if anyone's battle post can write a trick that is close to the Tao, then he is also qualified to win the Dao post.

For example, if Xie Lao can write a semi-holy script, it can be used to discount tens of millions, and then he is paying some pockets, then he can get the Tao post at the lowest price.

Of course, there is also a more extreme case, that is, if anyone can get the first place in the calligraphy killing, then he can get the Tao post for free.

This is free, naturally not really free, but the loser who paid the deposit collectively pays for him.

For example, if Xie Lao wins the top spot, then the four sages of the bamboo forest and the little dog must each pay 12 million to the Jiangshan Auction House.

In other words, Lin Lao's proposal is tantamount to asking for trouble and increasing risks for himself.

"In the past, Wang Sheng led the sages to flow in the Qingxi River of Lanting, and today we use the pen as a sword and calligraphy to kill, which can be regarded as a beautiful thing."

Mr. Xiao Wang caressed the must, nodded and acquiesced to Master Lin's proposal.

"If that's the case, so be it." Everyone Liu set their eyes on Dong Xun'er.

"Mr. Dog, what do you think?"

Seeing that the four sages of the bamboo forest had reached a consensus, Dong Xun'er set his eyes on the little dog.

"Since everyone is not opposed, what can the old man do even if he opposes it?"

The little dog Fuji's smile was a little bitter, and he was extremely depressed.

If Ji Lin hadn't been here today, the little dog would have asked himself about the power of killing, and he would definitely not be inferior to any of the four sages of the Bamboo Forest.

The last calligraphy battle between Shu and Ji Lin was a shadow that could never be dispelled in the heart of the little dog.

However, this time it was a battle of posts, not just the merits of calligraphy.

In other words, if you are the strongest in calligraphy, you will win.

The essence of this cultural fight is still in a "battle".

"Brother Ji, what is a battle post?" Shangguan Xue looked at Ji Lin with some doubts.

Shangguan Xue is actually good at calligraphy, but it's just a hobby, so he doesn't know much about how the calligraphy world is killed.

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there will be disputes."

"Whether it is chess, Go, huqin, calligraphy, and all the knowledge that can be enlightened, in fact, the killing is extremely tragic, and the power is not inferior to the competition."

"Taking calligraphy as an example, the most common way to learn is to write the same character together, and then have people comment on it, so as to choose the best calligraphy."

"However, after all, everyone's opinions are different, and if you think that this person's handwriting is good, it does not necessarily mean that the other person agrees."

As soon as Ji Lin said this, Shangguan Xue nodded and said with a smile: "In this way, the battle post is a special way of writing, which can produce an effect like a warrior's killing, so as to directly determine who can be the first, am I right?" ”

"Not bad."

Ji Lin nodded approvingly, and added: "The essence of the battle post is to write some poems suitable for battle, and you can understand how to do it by looking at how others kill them." ”

"Mr. Ji, aren't you going to participate in the auction of Yue Wumu's calligraphy? Why don't you pay a deposit? ”

Seeing that the four sages of the bamboo forest and the little dog had paid the deposit one after another, Xiao Zhao asked with some doubts.

"Brother Ji's regular script and cursive script are all a must, if nothing else, Brother Ji can be among the top three." Shangguan Xue explained with a smile.

It's just that this sentence can actually be said the other way around, that is, it is not difficult for Ji Lin to be at the top, but it is not easy to win the championship.

After all, no matter how strong Ji Lin is, he is only a young man in his twenties.

But the four sages of the bamboo forest, these four old people are all old monsters who have been cultivating for nearly a hundred years.

Shangguan Xue felt that Ji Lin's future achievements could surpass them, but it was definitely not now.

It's just that Shangguan Xue understands that Ji Lin has made up his mind, and if he persuades him again, it will be disgusting.

"Yue Wumu calligraphy, who else can I be."

Picking up the feather and tasting the wine, although Ji Lin's voice was not loud, it was full of monstrous confidence.

It stands to reason that this is obviously very arrogant, but I don't know why, whether it is Shangguan Xue or Xiao Zhao, they all feel that it is really possible to achieve this.

It's as if as long as Ji Lin is willing to do it, there is nothing in the world that can't be done.

"It's ridiculous, even the talented man only dares to say that he is just looking down on the younger generation."

"You kid is just a nobody, and you dare to be so arrogant?"

With a sneer, Tang Da walked over.

"Tang Gongzi, what do you mean by this?" Shangguan Xue frowned, a little displeased.

"Xiaosheng knows that he can't win the championship, but he wants to be the second in ten thousand years, and I want to ask Miss to borrow some money, how about you and I jointly take this copybook?"

Tang Da shook his folding fan and said with a smile that he thought was the most handsome.

"No money." Shangguan Xue shrugged her shoulders and looked cold.

Poof!

Hearing this, Tang Da's face changed greatly, and he wanted to die.

Didn't you say you wanted to lend money to Ji Lin just now, why didn't you have any money when you came to Ben Gongzi?

Anger!

In an instant, Tang Da felt that there seemed to be a monstrous anger in his heart.

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