???????? Even though Qiu Wuhai didn't expect this to be such a start, his subconscious didn't want to agree to this thing that was not beneficial to him, but with the master as an example, he couldn't back down, otherwise in the hearts of many disciples in Guanhai, Wen Yuan would really be afraid of the Sword Pavilion.

However, it is unlikely that he would agree to this matter so easily, because for him to win a disciple, or to be precise, a little girl, it is not something to be proud of, and it is even a matter of course.

"If you ask for a competition, let your Sword Pavilion Master come in person." Qiu Wuhai said calmly, the implication is that you are not qualified to compete with me.

Qiu Wuhai's calm and unhurried tone showed the demeanor of a generation of famous teachers, which made his disciples secretly praise.

Han Shu smiled faintly and said unhurriedly, "I heard that "Zhi Wei Reward" was written by Teacher Qiu? ”

"Exactly."

Qiu Wuhai looked at the woman in red with some surprise, because "Zhi Wei Hui" was written by himself in his early years, when he was fledgling and his reputation was not obvious, so few people knew about this article he wrote when he was young, and he didn't expect that the woman in red who entered the gate of his literary garden today would know.

"Men are ambitious in the world, but there is no end to progress, and there is no ambition when words and ambitions are paid. This sentence is the last sentence of "Zhi Unpaid". At that time, Mr. Qiu consulted with famous teachers from all over the world to achieve the purpose of self-improvement. Today, Han Su also wants to ask for advice, does Teacher Qiu still refuse? Han Su said softly. (Liang Qichao, Zhi Weihui)

Qiu Wuhai was like a fish in his throat, he didn't know what to say, if he rejected this woman, then he shouldn't have made such a precedent back then.

The cause of yesterday forms the fruit of today, and the time also lives.

In the end, Qiu Wuhai could only force a smile, and said softly to the disciples behind him, "There will be progress through communication, and making things behind closed doors will only make no achievements." Learn this from this girl. ”

"Yes, Teacher." The students clasped their hands.

Qiu Wuhai immediately turned to the woman in red and saluted, "In that case, I will promise you today." Not for the sake of high and low, but purely for mutual promotion. Of course, if you like poetry and articles after today, you can come to my Wenyuan to study, and I Wenyuan will never refuse any student who likes poetry and articles. ”

Han Shu said flatly, "If I lose, I should quit the Sword Pavilion and become a disciple of Wenyuan." ”

Gan Tang on the side was slightly stunned when he heard this, and Qiu Wuhai nodded with satisfaction after hearing this, "Okay, good, the person who knows the times is Junjie, presumably Wenyuan is more suitable for you for the girl." ”

Cold and light eyes were like water, and his voice was like a clear pool, "I haven't lost yet, is it too early for Mr. Qiu to draw this conclusion." ”

Qiu Wuhai smiled and went straight to the point, "Since I am the teacher, then you will come up with the questions." ”

"Although I came here to ask for advice, I won't take advantage of the teacher, so let others make the questions. I have a good idea here, why don't I choose a disciple from Wenyuan to solve the question, I wonder if Teacher Qiu thinks it is feasible? ”

Qiu Wuhai thought for a moment and agreed, "Yes." ”

"Then him." Han Shu raised his slender fingers and casually pointed at a slightly chubby male disciple in the crowd.

The slightly chubby male disciple was stunned, and then he was pushed out by everyone, and looked at the woman in red with a flushed face.

"Qu Zheng." Qiu Wuhai looked at his disciple's stunned appearance and couldn't help coughing and reminded, he is also more familiar with this disciple, it seems that the competition method chosen by the woman in red is indeed fairer, and it is even beneficial to him, after all, his writing style is very clear to this group of disciples, but the woman in red is good at them They don't know, all in all, in Qiu Wuhai's heart, the victory or defeat of this article has been decided.

"It seems that Mr. Qiu has no objection, so it was decided."

"How do you win or lose?" Qiu Wuhai asked impatiently.

Han Su said unhurriedly, "I don't have much time, so I will take the time of a stick of incense as the boundary." The one with the best article wins, as for whose article is better, everyone must have their own judgment in their hearts. ”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked, after all, wanting to complete an article in two quarters of an hour has never been heard of or seen since ancient times. If it is changed to poetry, it is not enough to surprise everyone, but it is not uncommon for articles to say less than hundreds of words, and more than thousands of words. It is impossible to write an article of 100 words in just two quarters of an hour.

The disciples began to talk one after another.

"It's impossible! A stick of incense is not enough time to even think about the general purpose of the article, let alone write it. ”

"This girl doesn't look like a bombastic person, why is it so unrealistic?"

"No wonder you choose this way to judge the high and low, both sides can't write it, won't it end in a draw?"

So that's the case, Qiu Wuhai thought that he finally understood what the woman in red did, and then asked with a smile, "If both sides haven't finished writing, how can you judge winning or losing?" ”

Han Shu said lightly, "If you haven't finished writing, just some of the articles that have been written are enough to distinguish the good from the bad." ”

"Okay, let's get started."

……

Immediately, several disciples of Guanhai studied ink for the two of them, and prepared desks, paper and pens.

Qiu Wuhai immediately looked at the slightly chubby male disciple on the side, coughed and said in a deep voice, "Qu Zheng, it's time for you to solve the problem." Remember, it's random, and don't use any words that have been said in class here. ”

"Yes, Teacher." The chubby male disciple bowed to Qiu Wuhai, and then said, "In this case, please ask the teacher and this girl to describe the scenery of their respective schools with the theme of their respective schools." ”

Qiu Wuhai smiled slightly when he heard this, his disciple really knew himself and knew that he was the best at this kind of article.

Immediately, Qiu Wuhai, who knew what he knew, had not started writing yet, first, he had not finished thinking about the first half of the article, and second, he wanted to see what kind of expression the woman in red should have in the face of this question.

However, what he didn't expect was that the woman in red picked up a brush dipped in ink and began to write on rice paper in the next second after listening to the question, and the speed of writing was definitely amazing to most readers.

Could it be that this woman already has a belly draft in her chest?

Qiu Wuhai couldn't help but think like this, but his disciple named Qu Zheng had been in the Wenyuan for six years, and he couldn't understand it better. Moreover, the Sword Pavilion had not yet been established at that time, and it was impossible to secretly communicate with this woman.

In the end, Qiu Wuhai could only define the woman in red's actions as empty and empty, and in fact, she could not necessarily write a word.

Qiu Wuhai retracted his gaze, and after solving the doubts in his heart, he began to calm down and think.

Soon, inspiration gushed like a spring, and countless beautiful scenes turned into words in Qiu Wuhai's mind, but just as he was about to put pen to paper, an exclamation sounded in his ears.

Qiu Wuhai raised his head blankly, just in time to see the woman in red put down the ink pen, holding the rice paper with both hands and shaking the ink on the paper, Qiu Wuhai immediately saw a page full of neat and beautiful fonts on the rice paper.

Qiu Wuhai was stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses until the ink fell on the rice paper and formed a big black dot.

However, the contrast between the two pieces of paper in his mind will never be erased.