Chapter 1190: Can She Be in the Lamplight?
The first game of the recruitment competition was a calligraphy competition.
The Li family advocates calligraphy, and almost all the elders can calligraphy, and some people even have some fame in the calligraphy world in Xicheng.
Among the ten elders of the Li family, one of them is named Li Fu, who is also the president of the Xicheng Calligraphy Association, and several other elders are also members of the Calligraphy Association.
This is also the reason why the first game is a calligraphy competition.
Without calligraphy skills, there is no qualification to be the son-in-law of the Li family, of course, the calligraphy competition is one of the test items, but also because the Li family is more inclined to Chen Xie, and the Li family has seen Chen Xie's calligraphy skills.
Before Chen Xie went to the north, among the young people in Xicheng, his calligraphy level was unparalleled.
"Grandpa, suddenly try calligraphy, aren't you embarrassed?"
Li Moyu obviously didn't agree with this competition.
"Yu'er, calligraphy is the cultural accumulation of our Li family, and this competition is indispensable, otherwise, Xiao Yi will be the son-in-law of our Li family, and he will not be able to convince the public!"
Li Sangong explained.
And Li Moyu said.
"I think, it's grandpa, you are more inclined to Chen Xie!"
Li Sangong smiled, he said.
"How is that possible? Yu'er, this competition, but everyone agrees, Xiao Yi also agrees, just now he also proposed that people who win three games in a row can get the black gold ancient sword, I think, he still has some confidence, are you so unconfident in your favorite son-in-law? ”
Regarding this, Li Moyu just pouted and did not continue to say anything.
I knew that Li Sangong would do this, so I didn't tell him in advance that I was going to bring Zhang Yi back for engagement, it must have been Li Sangong who notified Chen Xie, and Chen Xie would come over in time.
Below.
Zhang Yi and Chen Xie were already seated.
In the calligraphy competition, various types of brushes can be selected, and the ink is also pre-sharpened on a high-grade inkstone. The average person chooses the most secure Kai brush, Chen Xie is also good at the Kai, after all, the big Kai pen, the pen is too thick, it is difficult to master, not calligraphy, dare not try it easily in this kind of scene.
Even great calligraphers sometimes need to try many times before they can write calligraphy with vigor and soul.
Chen Xie put pen to paper and wrote a poem.
In the regular brush, stroke by stroke, show the foundation.
After the people present saw it, they all applauded, and at the age of their early thirties, they had this kind of brush skills, which was already very good.
On the other hand, on Zhang Yi's side, Chen Xie has finished writing, and Zhang Yi is still studying ink.
"This kid, I'm afraid he can't use a brush, right?"
"Look at the way he studies ink, how can he be so ink-grinding, and he hasn't written calligraphy at first glance. Today's young people are afraid that they have completely forgotten the brush! ”
"The things of the ancestors have been replaced by small squares, sad!"
“……”
Older people are talking about it.
Most of them felt that Zhang Yi must have lost this game.
The delay in not using the pen can only show one point, he can't write at all, just to delay time for the sake of face.
But.
If you keep dragging it out like this, will you be able to save face?
In fact.
Zhang Yi is brewing at this time, and the master's writing does not come casually, he needs to brew the emotions in his chest, and contain this emotion between the pen and ink.
When the thoughts in my heart germinate.
Zhang Yi spread out the longest roll of rice paper on the table with one hand.
I took off the large block letters, dipped them in ink, and wrote a few sentences on the white paper.
The crowd is looking for her thousands of times.
Suddenly looking back.
Can she be in the dim light?
These words, under the huge hair, were in Zhang Yi's hands, in one go. Between the strokes, there is no ordinary great strength, but a little more heavy desolation.
The place where the dry ink is left blank, such as the sea of clouds in the mountains, and the place where the heavy ink is impregnated, such as the deep longing.
No one could have imagined that a young man who was only 20 years old would have the demeanor of a master when he wrote these words. Old Friends Book House
He was immersed in the world of his own fonts, reaching a state of purity that forgot everything and forgot everything.
In this realm, his word is his heart.
Words are like people.
People are lovesick, and words are also lovesick.
Even, many people present were infected by the feeling between the lines.
Yes, everyone is looking for her, and suddenly looking back, can she be in the dim light?
The original verses are written with a kind of beauty, everything is in place, just right. And Zhang Yi made a slight change to that poem, and it immediately became another kind of poem that was enough to touch people's hearts.
Many people remembered her back then.
She is long away from the lamplight!
As soon as this sentence came out, even Chen Xie, who was full of confidence just now, now looked at his words, and felt a little ashamed of himself.
But.
He was naturally competitive, so he naturally would not admit that Zhang Yi's words were better than Chen Xie.
So, he said it directly.
"What's this about?"
There was silence at the scene, and no one responded to Chen Xie's words.
Everyone felt the charm of Zhang Yi's painting and was impressed by it.
I was a little worried just now that Zhang Yi might lose to Chen Xie's Li Moyu, but now I was completely immersed in Zhang Yi's poems, is he saying this to me?
Definitely!
Li Sangong stood up and reminded him.
"Fifth brother, you are the president of our Xicheng Calligraphy Association, the result of this competition should naturally be decided by you, you can comment on it!"
Li Fu came back to his senses and nodded.
"Yes, master!"
Li Fu walked down from his position.
He walked to Chen Xie's painting first, admired it for a while, nodded and said.
"Yes, this word has a foundation, it is a good word!"
Then.
Li Fu walked to Zhang Yi's word again, glanced at it casually, looked at Zhang Yi, and asked him.
"What did you write, young man? It's not something that people of your age can use, and this character, in my opinion, is simply unsightly! ”
Hearing such comments, the people below were embarrassed.
However, the sigh soon stopped, because Zhang Yi's opponent was Chen Xie, the king of the northern realm.
Li Fu finished speaking.
didn't even look at Zhang Yi more, and directly announced the results of the calligraphy competition to everyone.
"In this game, calligraphy competition, Chen Xie's penmanship is steady, and his works are of the highest quality! And Zhang Yi's works, with graffiti in letters, are unsightly, and they are made for laymen. ”
"In the first calligraphy competition, Chen Xie won!"
When the results are announced.
Everyone present was surprised again, and many people felt that this was not a distortion of the facts?
However, if it is none of their business, why should they offend Chen Xie?
Hearing this result, Zhang Yi smiled directly.
thought that the Li family would help Chen Xie cheat, but he didn't expect that he would do it so blatantly.
"I disagree!"
Above, Li Moyu, who was next to Li Sangong, shouted.
"Fifth uncle, aren't the ones you just commented on against your heart? Zhang Yi's words, obviously so good, even I don't know much about calligraphy can see it, everyone below can see it, you can also see it, Zhang Yi's words are far better than Chen Xie, so distort the facts, what is the point of this competition? ”
"If there is such a competition, what kind of recruitment competition will be canceled!"
Li Moyu was furious.