Nothing to say all night!

Early the next morning, the Lin Mansion was crowded with people as usual, and the candidates who passed the first round of assessment were not less to say, and the new round of assessment process was also posted on the door of the mansion early.

Coupled with Yue Fan, almost more than 100 people passed the selection, and all of these people looked arrogant and arrogant, as if they had become the Lin family's fast son-in-law.

A middle-aged man dressed as a high-class handyman coughed twice and said slowly: "It is not easy for you to pass the first round of assessment, so now the second round is about to begin." ”

"The rules will be repeated by me, and I will add that those who break the rules will be eliminated directly!"

The miscellaneous servant said like a river: "In the second round of the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you can choose one of the competitions, the winner will advance, and the loser will be eliminated." If there is a bye in a certain project, the bye needs to show his talent alone, and the examiner will score it, and only if he is satisfied can he be promoted!"

After the handyman finished speaking, the crowd began to whisper.

"This kind of competition...... It's not too rigorous, Lao Tzu is proficient in painting skills, if a guy asks me to compete in chess, then I will definitely be eliminated. Someone questioned it loudly.

It's not untargeted, what people say is really reasonable, just listen to the handyman and say unhurriedly: "That's right, so you can accept it or refuse." ”

Yue Fan was stunned, how could he decide the merits in this way?

The handyman continued: "My young lady is a dragon and a phoenix, and her future husband must be a well-informed and proficient genius. ”

More than 100 people stopped talking, although they were not angry about such a setting, but the identity of Miss Lin was there, and she was strict with her future husband, who could say anything?

Other people suffered from gains and losses, but Yue Fan didn't feel much and directly chose the calligraphy project.

The gun shot the first bird, and the self-asked calligrapher who was quite accomplished jumped out, and bluntly said that he wanted to compete with Yue Fan in calligraphy, Yue Fan glanced at it, and there were eight people who provoked at the same time, including Jia Xiucai.

"Everyone!" Jia Xiucai smiled proudly: "How about handing over this battle to the contemptible people?"

He didn't care whether others agreed or not, and said arrogantly: "I, Jia Xiucai, said a big word, on calligraphy, no one is afraid of contemptible!"

'Maverick sits alone on a rocket' boom!

Yue Fan glared, was he not afraid of being beaten by the group if he pretended to be forced like this, but he didn't expect the other seven people to return to their original positions without saying a word.

"Jia Xiucai looks like a dog, he hasn't read much books, his handwriting is really good, and his calligraphy skills for more than ten years have the title of 'Iron Painting Silver Hook', that kid is going to be unlucky. ”

One contestant gloated and said that some people just wish that others would be unlucky, and the more unlucky others are, the happier they are.

There were more than 100 people on the field, and not all of them were that kind of goods, and many people still looked at Yue Fan with sympathetic eyes.

In their opinion, Jia Xiucai's calligraphy dare not be said to be unique in the past and the present, and it must be no problem for their group of contestants to be alone, Yue Fan and his calligraphy are purely self-inflicted.

After all, Jia Xiu is a reader, isn't a reader good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

What's more, Jia Xiucai is not an unknown person, this guy writes a good hand, and he has been praised by the monarch of Great Xia, so the nickname of 'Iron Painting Silver Hook' comes from.

"Little brother, I will give up!" Jia Xiucai arched his hand to Yue Fan without smiling, turned around, pressed the paper, grinded, put down the pen, and wrote in one go.

The good deeds looked at it fixedly, and it was a love poem written by them, and what these people were asking for was the fast son-in-law of the Lin Mansion, and Jia Xiucai responded to the situation and immediately convinced many people.

"Little brother, please!" Jia Xiucai laughed.

This time, he couldn't find fault with the writing, and felt that he could rank in the top ten among all his authentic works.

The praise of everyone and Jia Xiucai's transcendent self-confidence made Yue Fan beat a drum in his heart, and when he got closer, his handsome face was directly colorful.

I thought that Jia Xiucai Yan Zhenqing was possessed, and I was startled! What kind of thing is this written? I dare to take out this word to show it? I can kill it in seconds with my left hand, do you believe it?

It's not that Yue Fan belittles Jia Xiucai, it's really that the old boy's handwriting is not much better than that of primary school students in the 21st century.

If Jia Xiucai's character is called Iron Painting Silver Hook, Yue Fan dares to say that in the field of calligraphy, he is the Taishan Beidou of the Great Xia Empire, and he is the only one who has swept the calligraphy world for thousands of years.

"What's the matter? admit defeat?" Jia Xiucai shook the feather fan with a smile: "That's okay, it doesn't matter, it is said that calligraphy is contemptible through the ancient and modern, of course you are ashamed of yourself at a young age." ”

"That is, Brother Jia is not only academically knowledgeable, but also unparalleled in his handwriting. A thief-eyed guy came up to hold his stinky feet and said in a high-spirited tone: "Boy, it's not a shame to lose in the hands of Brother Jia, it's a shame to stay on the stage and not leave." ”

"I guess I was shocked by Brother Jia's pen. Another contestant joked: "There are thousands of people in the world, how many people have been recognized by the monarch like Brother Jia?"

Yue Fan didn't bother to refute, Lao Tzu was shocked, so he didn't believe that adults could write such ugly words, and he was complacent.

Yue Fan mentioned the wolf's pen, shook his hand and dipped the ink, and wrote the treasure book of poetry that has been inherited from China for 5,000 years in the stunned eyes of Jia Xiucai and others!

Jia Xiucai wrote love poems, Yue Fan also wrote love poems, but the judgment was made, and the calligraphy was even more different, everyone's eyes were straight, and some people couldn't help but recit: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman is good...... This poetic conception is amazing, there is no cave!"

"The love poems written by Jia Xiucai are completely stinky shit compared to this!"

"The poems are good, the words are better, Lao Tzu's calligraphy attainments are not deep, but the good and bad are clear at a glance. ”

"People can't be good-looking, that kid is not very old, I didn't expect to write such a good word!"

......

Yue Fan glanced at everyone and thought: If it weren't for Lao Tzu's humility and only using the level of junior high school students with three successes, you might be surprised to be stupid.

"It's impossible to ......" Jia Xiucai's face was as pale as earth.

He is an 'expert' in calligraphy, and at a glance you can know how big the gap between him and Yue Fan is, and the words are vigorous and powerful as if they are on the paper, and it seems that there is no comparable existence when you trace back hundreds of years ago.

"Rare and weird. "This time it was Yue Fan's turn to pretend to be forced.

He lightly threw away the wolf's pen, and left without turning his head, the pair of calligraphy that was enough to shock the calligraphy world, and could even be called the first in contemporary times, lay there quietly, as if telling everyone that Yue Fan was extraordinary.

The miscellaneous servants cherished and included Yue Fan Mobao, and their lord Lin Shuai had instructed before: Among the candidates who apply for the Lin family's aunt, if anyone is alone, even if he does not have a son-in-law in the end, the Lin Mansion will have a place for him.

Jia Xiucai, who was deeply shocked, lost his soul, and the other contestants were also competing in their own competitions, but Yue Fan's words had quietly entered the inner mansion and landed on Lin Shuai's bookcase......