I saw that Gu Rong's pen movement was different from the restrained simplicity of the previous days, and the strokes and outlines were all continuous flying pens, and where the iron hook was encountered, it was even more thick and heavy, and the momentum was magnificent.

After the whole poem is completed, Hanli calligraphy is completed overnight, and it is more hearty and chic and free.

Behind him, a writer couldn't help but exclaim: "Good words! ”

Gu Rong put away his pen and turned to Su Jiudong and smiled: "Miss Shanxiu, it's your turn." ”

Su Jiudong smiled, not wanting to reveal her true identity, she acquiesced to the title of "Miss Shanxiu" given by Gu Rong.

Shopkeeper Qin stepped forward to hand Su Jiudong a pen, not minding her status as a woman at all: "Miss Shanxiu, please...... Just let everyone see your pen and ink treasure. ”

Su Jiudong calmly took the wolf pen, stood calmly in front of the white wall, picked up the fortune of the pen, and put the pen in one go.

Su Jiudong's pen was taught by Wen Yiheng, and his pen power is the same, and he has the same strength.

Behind him, the exclamation of the scribe rose again: "Ah! She! She writes cursive?! ”

The cursive script written by Su Jiudong, on the basis of retaining the penmanship of the official calligraphy, found another way to do a single stroke without continuous writing, and the pen was elegant and unrestrained, hiding the momentum of thousands of troops.

Su Jiudong's calligraphy, whether it was the movement of the pen or the glyphs, once again shocked the audience.

In fact, Su Jiudong consulted Wen Yiheng last night, and the fighting poem will be a wall poem, so if she is lucky enough to be able to inscribe a poem on the wall, what kind of font should she choose to be the most domineering and free.

"Domineering and free-spirited? That's nothing more than cursive. Wen Yiheng replied leisurely: "However, you don't have much time to practice cursive, you can't write this grass, and it is even more difficult to control the wild grass, so you might as well try the chapter grass I originally taught you, without too many changes." ”

Su Jiudong was a little depressed, "Can you only write chapter grass?" I thought the grass was more domineering. ”

Wen Yiheng smiled proudly, and there was no lack of joking sarcasm: "Originally, when I urged you to practice cursive in the capital, you kept looking for reasons to refuse, but now you need to use it, regret it." ”

Su Jiudong pouted at Wen Yiheng and said softly: "Now it's regret...... Very much regret. ”

It didn't take long for such a ridiculous and harmonious scene to quickly turn into a "tragic" scene of Wen Yiheng supervising Su Jiudong's tutoring of Zhang Cao all night.

Wen Yiheng withdrew his thoughts from flying out of the sky, blinked his somewhat sour eyes, and looked at Su Jiudong again.

At this time, Su Jiudong had already finished writing, and on the huge white wall, the chapter grass she wrote was completely different from the Han Li left by Gu Rong, and they contrasted with each other.

Gu Rong looked at Su Jiudong's ink treasure, and leisurely read out his judgment: "The pen has momentum, the pen hides the edge, and it is achieved in an instant, and the momentum is like a rainbow...... Beauty is like jade. ”

The last beauty is like jade, and the four words are Gu Rong's silent thoughts in his heart.

Cursive writing has too much room to play, and some people like to write it in one stroke, and it is very enjoyable to write a whole line, but in the end, the text is likely to be only known to themselves.

But Su Jiudong's chapter grass has only just been studied, and there are still some traces of block letters and Han Li in the font, so everyone can identify what she wrote at a glance, saving the time of painstaking and painstaking deduction to identify the characters.

Shopkeeper Qin stepped forward to carefully look at the calligraphy of Su Jiudong and Gu Rong, and was deciding in his heart, and Su Jiudong, who was standing not far behind the shopkeeper Qin, looked at his ink treasure on the wall, and was not very satisfied.

Gu Rong took this opportunity to step forward and talk: "What? Miss Yamahide doesn't seem to be satisfied with her handwriting? ”

Su Jiudong frowned slightly and replied, "It's really not satisfying...... The same characters, if written by another friend of mine, would certainly be more powerful than mine, and his good use of the long edge, and the magnificence of his writing and writing, all depend on his perennial study of Wei Bei. ”

Wei stele inherited from the book of Han Li, opened the future positive atmosphere, Wen Yiheng also believes that the knot of Wei stele and penmanship are more suitable for Su Jiudong's pen.

However, Su Jiudong had never come into contact with Wei Bei at all, so he could only settle for the next best thing and choose Zhang Cao.

Gu Rong said that Wen Yiheng, who was sitting and drinking tea on the high platform, guessed that the friend Su Jiudong said was Wen Yiheng, and still chose to ask knowingly:

"Oh? I didn't expect Miss Shan Xiu to have many high-ranking friends around her...... Rong originally thought that Miss Shanxiu should be the first person among your friends. ”

In the subtext that Gu Rong couldn't say directly, there are also very sincere words: appearance first, talent first, calligraphy first, it really fits the perfect image of a woman in my heart.

"You don't need many friends, it's like a confidant, one is enough." Su Jiudong's voice became lower and lower, "My calligraphy was taught by that friend, and he is far better than me." ”

Gu Rong subconsciously imagined in his mind that Wen Yiheng and Su Jiudong were intimate at the desk, learning calligraphy, and his mood was suddenly not very good. Three k

Gu Rong opened his mouth and was about to say more, but the shopkeeper Qin in front of him had already decided the first place in tonight's poetry fight: "Today's poetry fight, the winner is, Miss Shanxiu!" ”

In the end, tonight's poetry meeting decided the top ten, Su Jiudong came out on top, and as expected, he reached the top, while Gu Rong, who was originally tonight's "favorite to win the championship", was upset and stayed in the second position.

Because of the halfway ...... It's not halfway, now the Doushi Club has reached the ninth day, and tomorrow is the last day, it should be the end, and the dark horse of Su Jiudong was killed at the end, and many people were originally optimistic about Gu Rong, who won the championship, and also gave birth to the possibility of being defeated by Su Jiudong.

Su Jiudong was not surprised by this result, but it was also expected by Wen Yiheng.

Before tonight started, Su Jiudong also predicted that if there was no accident, Gu Rong should be the first place in tonight's poetry fight, but he didn't expect that he would become the "accident" who killed halfway and replaced Gu Rong's first "throne".

Gu Rong didn't mind that his "first place" was taken away, but he was happy that the person who took it away was Su Jiudong: "Congratulations, you do have the strength to win the championship, tomorrow is the final competition of the Doushi Club, you must come to participate, otherwise it will be very boring." ”

Su Jiudong smiled, making the bright moon in the sky eclipse: "I originally came to have fun because of the excitement and fun, I will meet friends with text, I will definitely participate in the last poetry fight tomorrow, waiting to eat your championship celebration banquet!" ”

"Maybe it will be your celebration banquet, if you win, you must remember to ask Rong to go and get the light." Gu Rong subconsciously glanced at Su Jiudong's moist red lips, and joked: "When the time comes, you can't dress as a man anymore." ”

Su Jiudong finally had the opportunity to ask Gu Rong about his doubts: "I came out to walk this time, obviously dressed up as a woman and a man, and my face was also reshaped, how did you recognize me?" ”

Gu Rong quickly replied: "Eyes, your pair of eyes are the most recognizable." "So that he could not forget it, and he could not sleep at night.

"I see, I see" Su Jiudong suddenly realized, and said silently in his heart, it seems that when you do makeup modification in the future, you can't just modify the shape ......of your eyebrows, but even the shape of your eyes has to be changed together.

Gu Rong couldn't bear to see the silence, and took the initiative to speak: "I wonder if Miss Shanxiu really remembers who Rong is?" ”

Su Jiudong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled easily: "Of course I can remember, aren't you the people who helped me scare people in the West Surrender City that day, and met in the Wanyin pawnshop in the hidden place?" ”

Gu Rong shook his head slightly, and the fingertips clasped behind him trembled slightly: "That's right, but it's not, the first meeting between us was earlier than the two times you mentioned...... Can you remember? ”

Su Jiudong was confused, and tried his best to search for images about Gu Rong in his mind, but found nothing.

Seeing Su Jiudong's puzzled face, Gu Rong prompted: "Rong is from the capital and is an authentic person from the capital. ”

Su Jiudong nodded loudly: "I know this, when we came to the cloth pavilion yesterday, the shopkeeper Qin had already told us." ”

The indifference on Gu Rong's face turned into a wry smile, he simply cleared his throat, and began to recite the poem again: "The peach leaves reflect the peach blossoms, and the wind is graceful." Peach leaves are peach leaves, and there is no need to cross the river. ”

Su Jiudong subconsciously continued: "But there is nothing to suffer, I will greet you." ”

"Not bad! It's exactly this sentence. Gu Rong finally smiled a little, staring at Su Jiudong's eyes, trying to find even a little bit of sudden realization from her eyes.

However, Su Jiudong still didn't think of anything, and responded in a daze: "I know that this poem is Wang Xianzhi's "Peach Leaf Crossing", but does this have any connection with our first meeting?" ”

Gu Rong frowned slightly, seeing that Su Jiudong really couldn't remember, he gave the ultimate hint again: "Beijing, Jingshan Temple, Peach Blossom Forest, Huangshan Maofeng...... Rong gave so many prompts, I wonder if Miss Shanxiu can remember it? ”

"I did have a tea fight with Feng Yingying in Jingshan Temple, and the tea used in the third tea fight was indeed Huangshan Maofeng, could it be that you were the one who watched the battle that day?"

Su Jiudong pondered for a while, and was enlightened: "Ah! Are you the son who enjoyed the flowers in the peach blossom forest that day, and then was met by me and Rumo? The verse I received just now is the same poem you received that day, right? ”

Su Jiudong remembered that the man at that time also called himself Rong, but the time distance was too far, and Su Jiudong regarded him as an inconsequential prodigal son at that time, so he didn't take the handsome "disciple" in his eyes.

Gu Rong nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Yes, at that time, Rong Mou scared you and the little girl away before he had time to say a few more words to you, I'm really sorry." ”

Su Jiudong bowed his head slightly, and said apologetically: "Actually, the person who needs to be sorry should be me, and at that time, I indiscriminately regarded you as a prodigal son." ”

Gu Rong's voice was like a cold spring hitting a stone, clear but pleasant: "Now that we are familiar with each other, you don't have to call me Gongzi outside the world, just ask me to do it, this is my word." ”

"Ah...... Okay, okay, my name is ......" Su Jiudong said more and more his head lowered, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Gu Rong approached Su Jiudong and said in a low voice, "I know that you are not Miss Shanxiu, but ...... Miss Nine Winters. ”

Su Jiudong's figure froze, he opened his mouth and stared at Gu Rong speechlessly.

Gu Rong hurriedly whispered: "I know that you don't want to reveal your true identity, so I deliberately changed the name of the son for you to be Miss Shanxiu, and asked Miss Jiudong not to dislike Rong Mou's own opinion." ”