Chapter 87: The Essay of the Sages.
How can it be!
Qiu Wuhai's heart finally couldn't be as calm as his expression, and even his expression had a faint tendency to be uncontrollable.
Eventually, this chaotic mind withered his original source of inspiration before it could burst out, and he had to put down his pen and try to make himself question the woman in red in a calm tone, "You must have known this topic for a long time, and memorized this article in advance." β
"So you suspect that I am secretly communicating with this disciple of yours?" The woman in red said lightly.
And the slightly chubby male disciple hurriedly explained, "Teacher, I don't, this is really a random question." β
Qiu Wuhai directly ignored the explanation of the slightly chubby male disciple and snorted coldly, "If it weren't for that, how could you finish writing an article in less than half a pillar of incense." β
"There are no wonders in the world, and if you can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't do it too."
Qiu Wuhai retorted with a sneer, "In this way, I have never seen those great sages, saints can do it, can you be more than those great sages and saints?" β
"If you say that, that's it. In this regard, they are indeed inferior to me. The woman in red said flatly.
When everyone heard this, they all looked at the woman in red in disbelief.
"This woman is too arrogant to compare herself with a sage."
"It's just half a pillar of incense time to finish writing an article, and I don't know what its content is, but it's too presumptuous to say such things."
"I think it may be as Teacher Qiu Wuhai said, this woman must have secretly had an affair with that male disciple, and she already had a draft in her heart, so she could write so quickly."
"Yes, it must be. I couldn't imagine that under such a beautiful appearance, there would be such a femme fatale and deliberately harm Teacher Qiu Wuhai. I think this woman must be using this way to make Teacher Qiu Wuhai ugly, so that we all think that Teacher Qiu Wuhai is not such a woman, but in fact, hehe. β
Everyone thought that they had seen through the true face of the woman in red, and even Qiu Wuhai was complacent under this kind of discussion, thinking that the woman in red was just a faΓ§ade.
It's just that from beginning to end, the expression of the woman in red has never changed in any way, and she has always been that breezy appearance.
"The time for a stick of incense has passed." The woman in red said lightly.
"So what, win this competition by cheating in this way, if this is the victory you want, Qiu will give it to you." Qiu Wuhai said leisurely.
However, the woman in red picked up the rice paper and walked in front of Qiu Wuhai, and said softly, "Is it readable?" β
Qiu Wuhai raised his eyebrows and said, "Why not." β
Immediately, Qiu Wuhai took the rice paper and began to look at the words on the paper, but when he read the first small part of the article, Qiu Wuhai's forehead couldn't help but break out a few drops of cold sweat, and when he saw the more he saw the back of his lips, his trembling eyes were still firmly attracted by the words in the rice paper in his hands.
"This, this can't be!" Qiu Wuhai exclaimed in an inaudible voice.
"Is it readable?" The woman in red spoke again.
Qiu Wuhai immediately turned his gaze to look at the woman in red, and scolded angrily, "This is the text of the sage, where did you copy it from!" β
The woman in red smiled faintly when she heard this, "Since you said that it was copied, have you ever heard of this article?" β
Qiu Wuhai suddenly blushed and stopped speaking, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.
"If you haven't heard of it, read it, and they must be curious about what kind of article I wrote to surprise you." The woman in red said lightly.
Qiu Wuhai followed the sight of the woman in red and saw that everyone's eyes fell on the rice paper in his hand, and the curiosity in these eyes could not be more obvious.
Such a sage article will definitely be known!
With such a mentality, Qiu Wuhai looked at the article on the rice paper and said angrily:
"The time is September, and the order belongs to the third autumn. The water is exhausted and the cold pool is clear, the smoke is condensed and the twilight mountain is purple ......"
He looked at everyone's expressions while reading Qiu Wuhai's afterglow, but there was no other look except for shock.
Could it be that this sage's text is so remote that no one remembers it?
Qiu Wuhai couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, but he still continued to read, "The fishing boat sings at night, ringing on the shore of the poor Peng Li; The geese were frightened, and the sound broke the ...... of Hengyang's Pu"
"Huang Ai is scattered and the wind is sluggish, and the cloud stack lingers in the Sword Pavilion......"
Just when Qiu Wuhai was about to cry without tears, a sound came into his ears.
"Wait, this bell ringing, is it-" Qiu Wuhai subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky, just in time to see a golden light rising into the sky not far away.
The disciples looked at this golden light and their eyes widened, with a look of incredulity.
"This is the voice of the sea monument!"
"Could it be that this article has been affirmed by the sea monument?"
"I remember the last time I had a reaction to the sea monument was nine years ago, and I didn't expect to see it again today."
Immediately afterwards, Qiu Wuhai suddenly felt the rice paper shaking, and then saw the black characters on the paper fall off the rice paper and fly towards the sky.
In the end, the entire hundreds of words of "Sword Pavilion Preface" were printed out one by one in the golden light, leaving only a clean white rice paper in Qiu Wuhai's hands.
The air fell into silence for a long time, until a disciple of the Sea Watching spoke out to break the silence.
"She's gone?"
Qiu Wuhai raised his eyes and looked at the red back that was gradually moving away, and muttered, "She, just left?" β
"She's already done that, why don't you leave?"
"For what purpose?"
"From now on, there is no Wenyuan in the view of the sea, only the Sword Pavilion."
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"This time you could have left your name on the monument." Gan Tang wondered.
"It's not time yet."
"Where to go now?" Gan Tang looked at Han Su, who was dressed in red, and asked.
The woman in red looked at the courtyard not far away and said softly, "Qin Fang." β
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In front of the huge piano boat, the sound of the piano is endless, and it is also a holy place for the world's pianists.
"This time, I'll do it instead." Gan Tang smiled softly at the woman in red, "Sister Qisu's piano skills are the best in the world, and I naturally won't lose to anyone." β
"Okay."
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After a stick of incense, the door of the piano boat opened, and the beautiful woman walked out slowly.
"Where to go now?" Gan Tang smiled slightly.
"Gallery."
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"Are you here this time?" Gan Tang asked the woman in red.
"Hmm."
"But I remember that you only studied painting for a year."
"One year is enough."
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"It's a little troublesome this time," Gan Tang looked at the black and white plaque, and then asked the woman next to him, "Play chess, do you know?" β
"No, it won't." The woman in red said lightly.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Gan Tang hurriedly grabbed the hand of the woman in red.
"Go in and play chess." The woman in red said calmly.
"But you don't."
"Just take a look."
The tone of the woman in red was too light, and she looked like she was at ease, but Gan Tang still didn't think that just by looking at the woman in red a few times, she could win the world-famous chess masters.
Just as Gan Tang hesitated, a cold voice happened to reach her ears.
"This time, I'll do it."