If it is said that among the three competitions, Qi Junguang's most confident is the calligraphy in this one.

He studied under the Southern Qi National Teacher, and began to copy the calligraphy when he was not yet literate, as someone said just now, from childhood to the present, the real child's skill.

A person's energy is limited, and he does not believe that Jing Zhe is proficient in poetry and calligraphy.

So after writing the poem, he returned to his seat very calmly, closed his eyes and recuperated, waiting to see Jing Zhe.

Zhou Zhiwei didn't drag the mud and water, and he finished writing three times and five divided by two.

In contrast, his handwriting is a bit miserable, which is understandable, Jinxi's style of writing is already weak, and it is quite rare for him to be proficient in poetry, and it is indeed difficult for him to write a good hand.

So among the two who finished writing, Qi Junguang was even better, and the smile on his face was even better.

Zhou Zhiwei had a good attitude and was not depressed.

In fact, he was extremely satisfied to be able to advance to the second round, and for him, the biggest receipt today was not to advance, but to meet Jing Zhe, an interesting and awesome brother.

After finishing writing, he walked to Jing Zhe's side, and saw him staring at the rice paper on the table, holding the pen in a daze, so he was a little curious: "Brother Jing, why didn't you put down the pen for a long time?" ”

When the others heard this, they all held their breath and waited for him to answer.

"Because..."

Jing Zhe thought about it, and was a little embarrassed: "I know too much calligraphy, and I haven't thought about which one to write for a while." ”

“……”

Zhou Zhiwei gave him a thumbs up, thinking that it was still my brother Jing, just blow it with me, in front of An Di and so many readers, blow it again!

"Brother Jing, pick the best calligraphy you are best at and write to write!"

Jing Zhe spread his hands again: "But... I'm good at everything, and whatever I come up with is better than what he writes! ”

After speaking, he also snorted at Qi Junguang, Zhou Zhiwei was speechless after listening to it, and decided not to persuade it: This blowing method can't be persuaded anymore!

But Qi Junguang sneered and sneered: "If you have the ability, you can write it!" What's the point of just saying that you don't practice? ”

Jing Zhe shook his head, "Okay, since it was said by the third prince, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" ”

"Huh!"

Qi Junguang continued to sneer.

……

Jing Zhe stood still, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and after a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Then put pen to paper.

But compared to Qi Junguang, his writing posture is very strange, and his speed is extremely slow, he doesn't look like a veteran, but a bit like a rookie.

Qi Junguang originally wanted to go over to have a look, but seeing his unfamiliar appearance, he just got up and sat back again.

After all, as he guessed, he didn't know calligraphy, and after taking a sip of tea, the old god was there.

And in the crowd around Jing Zhe, there was a strange sound.

"Huh~"

"Oh~"

"Ah~"

If it weren't for a few big men, if they uttered such a few tone words, someone would definitely want to be crooked.

"Hey, Jing Gongzi, these characters are square, the strokes are straight, strong and powerful, and they look quite comfortable. Xiao Sheng has also read the sage books for many years, but he has never seen this kind of font, I don't know..."

"Oh, this, it's called regular script, it's a kind of calligraphy I created, it's square and straight, it can be a model, it's called regular script, it's normal if you haven't seen it!"

Jing Zhe said with a grin.

"It's actually Jing Gongzi's own font? No wonder I haven't seen it! Jing Gongzi looks young, but he can create his own fonts, this kind of skill, can be called a master, right? ”

A group of people followed with emotion.

"Hey, this word is written so sloppily, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, I can vaguely recognize a few words... It seems to be Gyeongju... August... A thousand flowers? ”

Someone asked, pointing to the handwriting on the rice paper that flew like wild grass.

"Oh, this is cursive, it also belongs to my own creation, and it is written 'Jingzhou City in August, a thousand flowers are like brocade'!"

"Awesome, awesome!"

"Ah, I know this!" Thousands of poor sorrows, 300 glasses of wine. Although there is too much sorrow and little wine, the wine does not come'. This poem seems to be integrated with the above two poems, and this word is flat, neat and exquisite, is it possible that Jing Gongzi created it himself? ”

"Exactly! This is called Lishu, which is strict and magnificent, stretching and smart, and it is also very easy to write! As for these two poems, they belong to the same poem as the previous two, but they are divided into four! ”

“……”

As a graduate student of the Department of Chinese, I know all kinds of fonts Jing Zhe by heart, and I have also copied the characters of various big guys, so it is not surprising that I can write them.

If it is said that Jing Zhe's lyrics and poems were only amazing to these Jingzhou talents before, then now, they are impressed.

One by one, they stared at the other two new poems written in a variety of different, self-created, and at the same time extremely stretched and beautiful, and they could be famous by taking out a random font, and praised them vigorously.

"No wonder Jing Gongzi said that Chen Gongzi was the second talent, with Jing Gongzi in front, who would dare to think that he was the first?"

The person who spoke happened to have been to Wuxian Garden the day before yesterday, so he naturally heard Jing Zhe's title of Chen Jiannan's "second talent".

"It's not, Jing Gongzi is a well-deserved No. 1 talent in Yongzhou!"

"That's... If you don't understand, ask Ha, isn't Jing Gongzi from Pengzhou? ”

“……”

Listening to everyone slapping their horses for a while, Jing Zhe was complacent, and then added: "Is it just Yongzhou and Pengzhou?" ”

"yes, it should be—"

The man who spoke looked around, and found that Song Jimao, who had not been promoted, had left at some point, so he boldly said: "Jing Gongzi also deserves to be the first talent in Jingzhou!" ”

At the beginning of this person, the others did not hide it, all kinds of rainbow farts swarmed in, and finally someone said, "If you want me to say, you are all wrong!" The talent of Jing Gongzi should be the first talent in Anguo! ”

But no, I casually wrote five poems that can be remembered for future generations, and all kinds of self-created fonts have master standards.

The most important thing is that it also won them the opportunity to taste spirits, so that Jing Zhe's image in the hearts of everyone is higher, and he does not hesitate to praise him.

So as soon as these words came out, everyone responded.

"The first genius of Anguo!"

"The first genius of Anguo!"

Seeing this, Jing Zhe pressed his hand very modestly, "Don't, don't... Stop! ”

“……”

Qi Junguang stood on the periphery of the crowd, listening to everyone's praise of Jing Zhe, the more he listened, the more angry he became, and the more he listened, the more curious he became.

What did he write to make them do that?

Could it be that this is all a pre-requested trust?

With this question, Qi Junguang also blended into the crowded flow of people and came to the table.

"In August Jingzhou City, a thousand flowers are like a brocade."

"Although there is too much sorrow and little wine, the wine does not come."

Seeing these two sentences, Qi Junguang's heart was half cold.

When he saw that each poem was in a font that he didn't recognize, but was extremely chic and beautiful, he whimpered in his heart and knew that he had completely lost.

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