The day before, the spring was bright and bright, and the warblers flew and the grass grew, but today the spring thunder sounded, and a large area of dark clouds rolled in, and in an instant, the rain swept off the sky.

The spring rain is as precious as oil, and after this rain, the cultivation is in full swing.

Today is also the big day when the world's first talent competition kicks off.

Yangzhou Academy has become a sea of people.

In the light rain, the oil-paper umbrellas were stretched out like flowers, and the talents in formal clothes poured in like a tide.

If the saint is here today, maybe he will also stroke his beard and smile: "All the talents in the world have entered my house." I have to say that his dedication to the "No. 1 Genius in the World" is a pair of royal plaques, and his intentions are by no means simple.

The rules and regulations related to the competition have been agreed on a few days ago, and a notice has been issued and made public. The specific place where it was held was a large square in the center of the college.

This square is very wide and cheerful. The floor is paved with a wide roof because of the rain, so that no rain leaks.

At this time, small bookcases have already been set up on the field, equipped with chairs. The names are also intimately inscribed on the bookcase to distinguish the positions of the contestants, and they must not be messed with.

Around the square, a two-person high wall was built to isolate onlookers, and at the entrance was erected a statue of a saint, with a high crown and wide clothes, with a kind demeanor, standing, looking into the distance.

After the contestants are gathered, under the leadership of the scholars and politicians of various states and a group of famous Confucian referees, they first have to bow down to the statue of the saint to show their piety.

Outside, it belongs to the place where the audience stands, and the onlookers are overwhelmed in the morning, watching the battle, but I am afraid that the alley is empty.

The world is the focus of the whole country, this hospital.

At this moment, I don't know how many scholars who can't go to Yangzhou sigh and yearn for it.

"Look, that's Mei Xuehai Mei Gongzi!"

"No, our Gu Daoist Gongzi from Pingzhou is also in the second row......"

Because there are thousands of elite soldiers at the scene to maintain order, there will be no riots, but the sharp-eyed audience, when they see the talent they like, they still shout very enthusiastically.

What I saw and heard, it was like chasing stars - in ancient times, there was also chasing stars, as evidenced by "Yulin": "Anren is beautiful, every line, the old woman throws the car full of fruits." "It's about the beautiful man Pan An going out on the street, and even the old woman is crazy about it, what flowers, plants, fruits, etc., are thrown into Pan An's car, and even filled it.

This can be regarded as the first generation of idols.

Ye Junsheng had already been mentally prepared for this, and there was no accident, his face was as calm as water, and he only cared about worshipping the statue of the saint. And for the noisy cries around him, he turned a deaf ear.

As a traverser who has experienced ups and downs, this kind of landscape condition is just pediatric.

With a pious and sincere heart, he suddenly secretly opened his eyes and looked at the statue of the saint who had been admired for a long time. The glow flickered, and when the backlash came back, the pupils were faintly painful, and they were secretly awe-inspiring, and they quickly collected their thoughts.

On the statue of the saint, it is brilliant and splendid. It is not that it was born by itself, but that it has been worshiped and worshiped by countless reading voices for many years, and has been blessed to the body.

Worship for a long time to become a god, and so it is.

It's a pity that these cultures, on the body of the icon, can't be forcibly absorbed and turned into their own use.

Restraining distracting thoughts, Ye Junsheng's perception gradually cleared up, and he bowed deeply. When he got up, he felt something strange, and when he glanced away, he saw Gu Wendao staring at him gloomily not far away, and when he saw that he was discovered, his eyes flashed a touch of resentment and turned away.

Ye Junsheng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't speak.

Over there, Gu Wendao clenched his fists unwillingly, and was angry in his heart: What a Ye Junsheng, he dares to tease me, on top of the competition, I will crush you no matter what, and I will vent my hatred!

At the Yangzhou Spring Festival Fair, he was originally full of ambition and was the focus of attention. I wanted to fire the first shot and take the lead. Unexpectedly, it ended in a humiliating way, how could he bear it for him who was arrogant?

He decided in his heart that Ye Junsheng must have deliberately concealed his identity and played tricks on himself, otherwise where would there be such a coincidence?

What a scumbag!

After that incident, not only did Gu Wendao be devastated, but the attitude of the second son of Ximen changed drastically and became very cold.

The culprit of all this is Ye Junsheng.

"Hmph, let you be proud for a moment, when the competition officially begins, my son will let you see, the real talent and strength cannot be replaced by any conspiracy and trickery, and you will be told to reveal your true form and get out of Yangzhou!"

When the worship was over, the crowd came in and did not make a noise. Step into the square and take a seat.

After the person sat down, he made a slight adjustment, and his own bookboy sent the four treasures of the study room, which were placed on the desk one by one.

A knight's horse, a swordsman's sword. For scholars, the four treasures of the study are their most convenient "weapons". Due to personal hobbies and other reasons, each talent's utensils are different, and they are displayed at a glance and magnificent.

Ye Junsheng's scholar is his younger sister. made standard men's clothes, red lips and white teeth, handsome and charming, standing on the side pretty, ready to help my brother polish ink at any time.

Gu asked over there to recognize it, and he was even more annoyed: What a Ye Junsheng, he actually used his sister to act as a scholar, it is simply not as good as a beast!

The officers sat down one after another, and a representative official at the top began to speak, nothing more than some words of encouragement. After the speech, some judges reiterated the rules and regulations of the competition.

It's a lot of red tape, don't mention it.

......

The spring thunder is rolling, ringing into a piece, and the rain is denser.

The four gates of Yangzhou City are wide open, but at this time, there are very few pedestrians in and out, and it seems deserted.

At the east gate, suddenly a horse came, not a horse, but a donkey, which seemed to be a donkey with a broken foot, flashing and flashing, and the speed was quite slow.

The old man on the back of the donkey, with snow-white hair, tied his hair in a bun haphazardly, and wore a broken felt hat on his head, barely sheltering from some wind and rain. looked dazed, looking old.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city gate only glanced at him, and shouted weakly: "Wu Na old man, go into the city and get off the donkey." ”

When the other party heard this, he woke up like a dream, and carefully got off the donkey's back, grinning, full of white teeth, and it was actually very neat.

He led the donkey into the city. All the way without stopping, straight towards the direction of the City God Temple.

On rainy days, the number of people who come to worship at the temple has become much rarer, and there has not been a single pilgrim for a long time.

The old man led the lame donkey to the splendid temple of the city god, but he did not go in, but stood outside, his eyes narrowed, and suddenly his face was happy. Glancing at the gloomy sky again, it seemed that he had seen some mystery, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Today, the city god is not in his place, there is no need to worship, and it is a waste to worship. ”

He muttered, as if talking to himself, and as if he were talking to the two ladies who had come to worship God with this basket.

"Neurotic!"

The two ladies pouted, ignored them, and went straight into the temple. One of them, looking back, was surprised to find that the strange man and donkey had disappeared.

Go so fast.

......

"This is the first competition for talents in the world, and it is a supreme honor to receive a holy favor and a golden plaque. Now this plaque is placed in the academy, and whoever can win the championship can take it home, glorify the ancestors, and make the family prominent. ”

The competition unit is divided into four parts, which are poetry and articles, Danqing pen and ink, calligraphy, and music. Today is the first day of the competition, and the competition is calligraphy. This unit is very free, no proposition, no fixed width, everyone is free to play. The time is limited to one stick of incense, the incense is burned, the pen and ink are put aside, and if there is a foul, the results will be invalid. ”

"Now, you can let the scholar polish the ink. ”

Scholars, as long as they have some face, there will be scholars around them. This scholar has a big role, from laying paper and grinding ink, to making beds and stacking quilts, and even has the function of warming beds, to name a few, which is basically equivalent to a slave. It's just that the scholar himself must be well-behaved and exquisite, and know some poetry and articles, in this respect, he is a personal secretary.

At the sound of an order, the scholar who was waiting for the major talents immediately started to help the master sharpen the ink with his hands and feet.

Grinding ink is a meticulous kung fu in itself, and there are a lot of attention paid to posture and action, and the timing of adding water. If you don't know the skills, the quality of the ink will not be hot enough, and the shade will be improper, which will affect the play of the pen and ink.

As for the material requirements of the pen and ink itself, as we all know, of course, the above quality is better, no need to repeat. In this regard, it is also a great test of the wealth and poverty of the reader's family. Poor families, not only can not afford to buy a good study, but when they are embarrassed, they will even write a pen until they are bald, and then they will replace it with a new one.

Since the beginning of the beginning, Ye Junsheng's four treasures of the study have used the most convenient materials. As an iconic guy, you shouldn't be casual and perfunctory. Only with good tools can you do good things, and you can't save them.

Along the way, Ye Junmei didn't know how many times he had helped his brother grind ink, and he was already familiar with it. Immediately, please brush the cuffs, reveal the wrists that deceive the frost and snow, hold the ink block, and grind it skillfully.

A piece of white rice paper had already been spread out on the bookcase, and the four sides were pressed with a paperweight to prevent it from turning over.

That paperweight is naturally ordinary, and it is impossible for Ye Junsheng to spit out the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang stubborn stone seal, which is overkill. Moreover, in today's competition calligraphy unit, he did not use the treasure seal to "cheat".

Ye Junsheng has been practicing calligraphy for a long time, has self-confidence, and is unwilling to rely too much on treasures in this competition, which is probably not a good thing for his state of mind.

Now is the time to test the results of penance......

Bang!

There was a loud bang in the sky, and it was actually a thunderstorm.

The thunder sounded like a thunderbolt, and it suddenly sounded, startling many people and trembling their hearts.

"Why does this thunder sound a little unusual?"

Ye Junsheng snorted.

When Ye Junmei heard it, he didn't look at him angrily: My brother, when is it now, and you still have the leisure to care about the thunder in the sky.

"Okay, it's time to grind the ink, light the incense, and start writing. ”

The fire fold was lit, and the incense that had been placed in the incense burner was lit, and smoke came out.

(To be continued)