"Humph!"

Hongli seems to be humble, but in fact with a strong sense of compulsion gesture out, the old fifteen is just that, his words are not outstanding, but it is also reasonable, it doesn't matter whether he participates in the competition or not, anyway, it is not his turn to be in the limelight, but there is no risk of laughing at the Fang family, but the old sixteen is not happy, not for anything else, just because the word of the old sixteen is really not able to take it, if you really want to participate in the competition, it must be self-inflicted, and you have to be cleaned up by the old man again, since you can't see Hongli's forced style, although it is hindered by the occasion, It's not good to be mad, but he didn't give Hongli any face, so he snorted angrily with a dark face.

"It's okay, since the former brother has this Yaxing, then the brother will accompany him, Brother Li, please!"

Seeing that Hongli was so anxious to overwhelm himself, Hongqing's eyes couldn't help but narrow, and he was really unhappy, but he was not afraid, he waved his hand with a smile, and after saying the request, he didn't care about the reaction of the two fifteenth brothers, and slowly walked out of the Wenhua Hall with his feet.

The old man calls himself a Confucian disciple, he is good at dancing and writing ink, and most of the ministers in the court and the central government are also very fond of it, and the style of writing is really prosperous, although it is just an entertainment general literary comparison, but in order to have the opportunity to be close to the sky, the enthusiastic contestants do not know how many, not to mention that the seven or eight copywriters in the corridor outside the hall are clustered in front of the heads, that is, the twenty copywriters lined up in the square below are also overcrowded, one by one, they are fighting bravely, splashing ink, and the cheers are like a burst, which is really lively.

"Yo, Qing'er is here, come and come, let go, let go."

Hongqing and the others had just walked out of the main hall, and it seemed that the fourth master, who had just looked back, immediately greeted him affectionately.

Hey, this old boy really has a heart!

The fourth master's action of looking back seems to be casual, but how can he be blinded by Hongqing, who has long been known, there is no other, the fourth master is deliberately pretentious, it is nothing more than thinking about making Hongli make an amazing bang in the public, what he wants is to use him Hongqing as a stepping stone, this kind of intention is too unbearable, it really makes Hongqing's teeth a little itchy, but on such occasions, it is not easy to go at will, so he can only smile faintly, bow down and salute: "Uncle Lao is bothered." ”

"It's okay, come on, come on, let a few more copywriters come out, so that these young heroes can compare with each other."

Hongqing's words of thanks were obviously a pun, and the fourth master obviously heard it, but he didn't pay attention to it, and he was still very enthusiastic, and he was stunned to vacate the four copywriters.

"Two uncles, Brother Qing, please!"

Hongli came prepared, and he was full of confidence, and when he saw that his father had vacated four copywriters, he hurriedly came forward from behind and issued an invitation.

"Brother Li, please!"

In the face of Hongli's invitation, Lao Sixteen's face was difficult to see, but Hongqing didn't care, waved his hand lightly, and after a polite sentence, he didn't care what the expressions of others were, and slowly walked to the middle of the copy, but he was not in a hurry to get the wolf pen on the pen stand, but silently brewed.

It's naturally impossible to retreat, but what to write makes Hongqing quite nerve-wracking, it's not that Hongqing's words are bad, in fact, it's just the opposite, under the pressure of Master Chen for so many years, Hongqing has already practiced a good handwriting, and can also write good strategies, eight shares and other things, the problem is that this is calligraphy, and you can't always make a big article in a big way, as for poetry, Hongqing's back is not old and young, even if you want to write poems on the spot, you can also say a few words of nonsense, It's just that obviously it won't be a work that has been passed down through the ages, at most it is the level of the third master's "limerick poem", there is no other, Hongqing focuses on practice, and he is really interested in poetry and elegant things, and he has never really worked hard underground, and it is basically to deal with the verification of Old Master Chen, and the level is not high, and it is obviously not enough to see it on such occasions, especially in the case of Hongli who is planning to be brilliant, Hongqing does not want to be really covered by it, otherwise, Isn't it just a stepping stone for people?

"Good poetry, the night newspaper is full of clouds, and the jade leaves are fluttering in the early morning, not bad, there is an intentional situation!"

"Well, it's good, the poems are good, the words are good, good, the fourth brother really gave birth to a good son!"

"Good poems and good words, amazing, such a young age can do this, it's really amazing, the fourth master has a successor!"

……

In front of the four copywriters lined up, Hongqing is still silently pondering, the old fifteen is also hesitating, as for the old sixteen, he is scratching his head and scratching his cheeks and distressed, but Hongli is fast, the pen is between the dragon and the snake, a seven-word poem has been written, a thin gold body to thin without losing its flesh, the turning point can be clearly seen Zangfeng, quite charming, as for the poem itself, it is also quite objective, at least not under today's famous artists, such a masterpiece came out, since it won the applause of the hall, When he landed, Hongli's little face turned red because of it, and the eyes that glanced at Hongqing consciously or unconsciously revealed a sense of complacency.

Affected by such cheers, the old fifteen hurriedly put down the pen, but the mood was restless, and he couldn't play his due level at all, and the handwriting was dragging muddy and watery, without any bright spots, as for the old sixteen, it was a ghost drawing, a pair of middle hall was written crookedly, not to mention others, he couldn't stand it himself, a small face was suffocated in the dark, and the eyes of the fourth father and son were not good enough, but Hongqing was unmoved, still standing still as usual, and there seemed to be no intention of writing immediately.

"Qianlong" loves to write poetry, this point, Hongqing has long known, and also knows that his so-called poems are actually just Erer, the problem is that Hongqing's own poems are worse, this is not to use his own shortcomings to hit people's strengths, if you want to win, you have to find another way to do it!

Well, there you have it!

Hongqing ignored the noise around him, thought quietly for a moment, and already had an idea in his heart, but seeing Hongqing looking up to the sky, he took a deep breath, picked up the medium-sized wolf hair on the pen holder, and swayed, the two banners were already wildly grassed.

"If the country lives and dies for profit, will it be avoided because of good fortune and misfortune! Good, good words! ”

"Okay, the word Qing Belle is straightforward, and it is really worthy of it!"

"Words are like people, wonderful, wonderful!"

……

Hongqing's hand wild grass personality is flamboyant, heroic and arrogant, it can be said that it is the charm of the grass saint Zhang Xu, all the princes present are knowledgeable people, only to see, when even if the praise is everywhere, the momentum is so big, it is more than the previous praise of Hongli.

"Your uncles laughed."

In the face of the tide of praise, Hongqing did not lose his temper like Hongli, his face was still the same, he smiled and made a group, and said a sentence in a graceful and humble manner.

"Brother Qing is really good, and the younger brother is impressed."

For today's literary competition, Hongli has been carefully preparing for a long time, but he didn't expect to be able to take advantage of Hongqing, his eyes couldn't help but darken slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, walked forward with a smile, and bowed his hand to Hongqing, and complimented him with sincerity.

"The former brother has an overreputation, he has no talent for his brother, and he can't do poetry, so it's just a trick, and he can't take it seriously."

Although the wind reviews seem to have the upper hand, but Hongqing has no joy of winning in his heart, not for anything else, just because he knows very well that although the effect of the fourth master's promotion of Hongli is not as expected, it is far from failure, after all, Hongli's performance is also remarkable, once it reaches the ears of the old man, there must be a lot of changes, and this is obviously not the situation that Hongqing is happy to see, but things are not something that Hongqing can control, how can he be happy, but, no matter what he thinks in his heart, there should be etiquette, Hongqing will not make any mistakes, and he doesn't want to talk to Hongli more, but he is still patiently polite.

"Brother Qing is too modest, just with this kind of calligraphy, it is already the level of today's national players, I want to come to this article than Brother Qing will be ranked among the top three, and the younger brother will be the first to congratulate him."

Hongli obviously didn't plan to let Hongqing leave, and in the laughter, he had inadvertently dug a pit for Hongqing.

This kid is so uninteresting, he dares to play such a little trick!

Hongqing is a shrewd individual, how can he not see through the ambush set up in Hongli's compliments, the left and right are just trying to play a trick of killing, and he can't help but feel a little angry in his heart.

"Brother Li laughed, for my brother I don't think about it, everything is up to the judgment of Scholar Wang and others, but Brother Li's poetry and writing are good, it is really a blockbuster, and it really lives up to the expectations of the fourth uncle and Mr. Wu, very good, very good."

Although Hongqing's heart was angry, it didn't bring it to his face, but praised Hongli with a smile, but it seemed strange no matter how he heard this, and he almost pointed at Hongli's nose and scolded their family for being ill-intentioned.

"Brother Qing is serious, the younger brother really doesn't dare to be, Ama still has something to do, and the younger brother won't delay Brother Qing much."

As soon as Hongqing's words came out, Hongli's little face suddenly changed, and the haze flashed in his eyes, but he didn't have the courage to compare with Hongqing, and he was afraid that Hongqing would say something even more unpleasant, so he hurriedly thanked him, and then retreated to the fourth master.

"Phew, what the hell, grandma's bear, what an underpumped bastard!"

The old sixteen is now a plain ugly, his heart has long been unhappy, before Hongli was in front of him, he was not good at scolding his mother regardless of decency, at this time when he saw Hongli "gone to the wasteland", he couldn't help but scolded in a low voice.

"Hey, this kid looks honest, but there are a lot of twists in his stomach, and he really has a lot of life."

Lao Fifteen is also unhappy with Hongli's performance, but Lao Fifteen is a Sven person in the end, and it is difficult to say what he scolds his mother, but it is a must to turn around and scold people, and he really compares the fourth father and son to a raccoon dog.

"That's it, let's go down and turn around, and then I'll talk about it."

The anger in Hongqing's heart is no less than that of the old fifteen brothers, but Hongqing has a tough heart, and he will not have any inappropriate words and deeds at this time, so he just waved his hand to stop the complaints of the old fifteen brothers, walked down the steps slowly, and walked towards the lively square.