Xie Junxi didn't know that at this moment, in Qi Ming's heart, he seemed to have become a salted fish. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, even if she knew, she would probably just laugh it off and not pay attention to it.

At this moment, most of her mind was on the rice paper in front of her, and she did not neglect it at all because the topic seemed simple.

On the contrary, because the topic is simple and extensive, it has been written by too many people since ancient times, and it is even more difficult to make it eye-catching.

To overcome Yin ...... No, to beat Qi Ming, in Xie Junxi's opinion, it is not difficult at all.

After all, how much experience can a teenage Terran teenager have?

No matter how smart Qi Mingqi is, it is not easy to cultivate to the realm of Jiedan, how many strokes and inks can he have in his chest?

Even if there is some literary brilliance, it is just to give new words and strong sorrows, and the rhetoric is gorgeous but there is nothing to say, whether it is good or bad, connoisseurs can know at a glance.

Those old pedants, this appreciation ability is naturally not a problem.

But Xie Junxi not only wants to win, but also to win beautifully.

The words and sentences were carefully considered, and they were pondered and scrutinized repeatedly before they dared to put pen to paper.

After the whole idea was completed, Xie Junxi was about to pick up the pen to write, and inadvertently glanced up at Qi Ming, but found that the guy was working hard to write, although he couldn't see the specific handwriting, but he could also see a blank rice paper, which had been occupied by dense ink.

Do you write poems or copy poems?

Xie Junxi was stunned for a long time before he gradually came back to his senses, and a sneer appeared in his heart.

This kid probably writes wherever he thinks...... I think that my thoughts are like a spring, but in fact, I talk nonsense throughout......

Let him be.

Anyway, no matter what, I can't win against this girl in the end......

Xie Junxi retracted his gaze, regained his concentration, dipped his pen in ink and carefully recalled what he had thought before, and then solemnly wrote the first paragraph on the rice paper.

"Luo Xiang is wet but not dry, and it is a desolate snow ......"

Write very carefully one stroke at a time, but the interval between the pen is very short, and half an article is written in the blink of an eye.

......

Yin Que was still blaming himself.

blamed himself for falling for Xie Junxi, and blamed himself for not pulling Qi Ming to fight instead of him.

However, she thought about it in a blink of an eye, when she was discussing with Miao Dameow Laota just now, Qi Ming was also listening to it, and she must have some confidence before she dared to fight with confidence.

No matter how bad it is, Qi Ming copied the "meow wants dignity" or "the sage said it well", and it doesn't seem to be bad who writes it......

Thinking about it this way, Yin Que was inexplicably calmer, but he was still a little anxious.

Looking around, Yuan Hou's kid had sneaked around behind Xie Junxi at some point, and pointed at him with his fist from time to time...... Seeing Yin Que's face confused.

What kind of code is this?

Could it be some kind of magical communication code that Yuan Hou and Qi Ming agreed on?

Yin Que thought so, and was about to remind Qi Ming to pay attention to Yuan Hou, when his gaze had just swept over Qi Ming, but suddenly stopped on the rice paper in front of Qi Ming, which was full of ink.

It just so happened that the last word of this article was written, and Qi Ming did not pay it.

After all, it's just a matter of using other people's words, if he shamelessly mentions his name, Qi Ming feels a little ashamed of this behavior.

Putting the brush on the inkstone, Qi Ming stretched out comfortably, and his eyes suddenly fell on the stunned Yin Que on the side.

"What's the matter, I'm scared by my earth-shattering talent of ghosts and gods?" Qi Ming said with a smug smile on his face.

Can memorize the entire text word for word...... Qi Ming said he was very proud.

"Yes...... Yin Que nodded very obediently, and sighed sincerely, "So many words, so powerful!"

"......" is a lot of emotional words?

Qi Ming couldn't help but roll his eyes, too lazy to continue to entangle with this illiterate woman, and raised his eyes to look at Xie Junxi, who frowned from time to time, and estimated that it should be gradually approaching the end.

Sure enough.

With the passage of time, Xie Junxi's writing became faster and faster, and his writing became smoother and smoother.

It's like just blinking an eye.

Xie Junxi's last stroke fell heavily, and he suddenly felt hearty, and he didn't breathe unpleasantly, and finally felt relieved, and even all the depression on his body was swept away.

After taking a few deep breaths, Xie Junxi's face was radiant, and he no longer lowered his head to check the words and sentences, and put down the brush and raised his hand to signal that he had finished creating.

Seeing this, Qi Ming raised his arm unhurriedly.

A bell rings, and the final word is heard.

The people around had been silent for a long time, for fear of disturbing Qi Ming and Xie Junxi's state, and at this time, they finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to talk about it.

Of course...... Public opinion unsurprisingly fell towards Xie Junxi.

After all, she is a famous talented woman, if you change to a fighting method...... There may still be people who are optimistic about Qi Ming, even if Xie Junxi is two small ranks higher than Qi Ming, judging from Qi Ming's past performance, it is not without the power to fight.

But it was replaced by elegant things such as dancing and writing...... No one would believe that Qi Ming could defeat Xie Junxi.

Even if the old pedants finally sentenced Qi Ming to win, they would only suspect that there must be some dirty PY deal in this.

Unless Qi Ming's work really has the persuasive power to leave everyone speechless.

"Please take a step forward. One of the old pedants in the row of referees spoke.

He is a prestigious doctor of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom Academy, a fox demon transformed, a veritable old fox, knowledgeable, fair, very much respected by the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons, and few people present did not know him...... Except, of course, for Qi Ming's group of turtles.

Qi Ming Xie Junxi stepped forward as he said.

Yin Que had the heart to follow, but the old fox clearly said "two", and she didn't want to step forward, so she had to wait and see.

"Although many people know old age, there are also people who don't. Let me introduce myself, the old man is famous for talking nonsense, and he loves nonsense in his life, everyone calls me Old Man Hu and Old Man Hu Immortal...... You can call it whatever you want. Hu Ba twisted his snow-white beard, and said very kindly, "The works of the two of you will be evaluated and analyzed by everyone one by one, and the winner will be announced by the old man...... Of course, the so-called victory or defeat is just a cloud of smoke, and the two of them don't have to worry about it. ”

Qi Ming Xie Junxi naturally nodded yes.

"So......" Hu Yaoba smiled slightly, "you two, who will come up first, let me wait and see?"

After the nonsense fell, he stopped talking, his eyes looked back and forth on Qi Ming and Xie Junxi, and finally fell on Xie Junxi.

After all, Qi Ming's work is a hairy boy...... He was really not interested, and he had heard of this person.

It's just a martial artist who became famous overnight through the blood fight of ten thousand demons, and it is really difficult to enter his old man's eyes.

In tonight's competition, if it weren't for the support of the name Xie Junxi, he wouldn't even be interested in taking a look, let alone acting as a referee himself?

Although he is asking now, he can see where his eyes fall, and he clearly hopes to be the first to see Xie Junxi's masterpiece. (To be continued.) )