There was no fight on the second floor, but the people who had originally scattered slowly gathered again. There were more people and were not noisy, but quieter than before.
Some people passed by, took a look, and stopped.
Most people sit on the table and eat their own meals, but call the shopkeeper from time to time and ask not for some wine and food, but: "How is it going?"
The shop guy warmly replied: "It's fifty."
"It's only fifty hands, which is too slow." The guest shook his head with his beard and said, "It seems that the chess skills are not very good."
The shop guy smiled and said, "It's the fifty-handed move in the third game."
The guest was surprised: "So fast?" But he still shook his head, "It can be seen that the chess skills are still not very good."
The guest next to him was tolerant and said with a smile: "One is seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other is only three or fourteen years old. What can the chess skills be like?"
It would be better if these two people compete with each other.
He asked the shop guy: "Who is better?"
The shop guy excitedly stretched out his finger and compared it to three: "There are all Miss Chu in the three games."
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Chu Zhao looked at Chu Ke opposite him and asked impatiently: "Do you still want to get off?"
Chu Keren was about to stick to the chessboard opposite him, and there were two young people next to him whispering, but so what? Chu Zhao's victory is a foregone conclusion, and if there are more people to give him guidance, he will be unable to make up for the situation.
Chu Ke raised his hand and threw the chess piece on the chessboard, raised his head and looked ashen.
When did this dead girl learn to play chess? Didn’t she say nothing? She was hidden in her depth.
"What's the point of being able to play chess?" Chu Zhao picked up the chess pieces and said lightly, "Just pass the time."
Seeing this annoying look, Chu Ke reached out and hit the table hard: "Compare the calligraphy art! Chess is just a fun thing to pass the time, and I spend all my time reading."
Girls use chess as a play when they have nothing to do, and scholars don’t have that time. It’s understandable that they are a little less skilled in chess.
Chu Zhao smiled and said, "Okay, I don't need to study to settle down, so I just pass the time for calligraphy."
Liang Qiang smiled aside: "Then let us see."
Other young people also agreed, after a game of chess, everyone looked at Chu Zhao differently. Although Chu Ke’s chess skills are indeed bad, this girl is really capable, not just beating and scolding people fiercely and rudely.
Looking at the eyes of the young people who originally only complimented him, Chu Ke pounded the table with even more annoyedness: "Why don't you clean up the table!"
The young people smiled and moved the chessboard away. After picking up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that the store had already sent. Chu Zhao didn't say much, sat upright, held his sleeves and started writing.
Seeing the girl's quiet face, the young people stopped to joke, which was quieter than when they played chess before.
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“It’s so quiet.”
Qi Leyun leaned on his jaw and looked at the corridor opposite him. The seats there were obviously full, but he couldn't hear the laughter of Mr. Xie San.
Mr. Xie San is such a quiet person.
Her eyes couldn't help but glance down, looking a little angry.
"Why is Chu Zhao so quiet? Has she left?"
Although the girls didn't care about that, the maids were still asking, so that they could tell Chu Zhao to make the ladies happy at any time.
But, it hasn't been waiting yet.
A maid said, "I haven't left, Chu Zhao is competing with Master Chu Ke in calligraphy."
Qi Leyun and the other girls turned their heads to look at the maid, looking surprised and funny.
"What kind of calligraphy skills does Chu Zhao have? It would be great if he could write the right words."
"Didn't we let her write? Do you remember how ridiculous she wrote?"
"Although Chu Ke is average, how can she compare to?"
"If Chu Tang came, it would be similar to Chu Kebby."
However, someone thought of another thing and called the maid and asked: "Didn't you just talk about playing chess? Who won?"
Yes, there is also this, the girls also stared at me and asked.
The maid timidly stretched out three fingers: "Miss Chu won all three games."
The girls were in an uproar.
"Is Chu Ke's chess skills so bad?"
"What a shame."
"Chu Ke is already mediocre, and Chu Tang is the most powerful in the Chu family."
"He lost all the faces of the Chu family and lost to Chu Zhao."
"Yeah, aren't they both belonging to the Chu family?"
The girls were chirping and lively. Qi Leyun took half of his heart from the corridor column of Master Xie San, and told the maid to "Go and stare and see what Chu Zhao could write."
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There were more people around, not as quiet as before. In addition, some maids squeezed over, and they couldn't quite understand them, so they kept asking others, "How is it written?"
The others looked at the girl sitting upright and nodded: "Xiao Jian is OK, I have learned it with my heart."
But it was OK. The maids breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Chu Zhao's writing one, putting it aside. The words on it were clear and beautiful. It was indeed nothing strange, and it was almost the same as those written by their own ladies.
"Ye." The person around him suddenly said, "She changed another font."
Others also noticed it and couldn't help but move forward. The people in front were so excited that they were squeezed and said, "Don't squeeze." "I stepped on my feet."
The scene was a little turbulent.
Chu Ke couldn't help looking up, and only then did he find that so many people came. Looking at Chu Zhao on the opposite side, he had already finished writing one picture, and he was writing the second one with a focused expression—
Isn’t calligraphy faster than anyone else?
Chu Ke felt resentful in his heart, holding the pen to speed up, and more discussions rang in his ears, and the ones mentioned in his ears were girls.
"This girl has a good foundation in running script."
"This girl is not very old and has agile brushwork, so she has put in her efforts."
"Ye! This girl has changed her style of calligraphy again, it is cursive!"
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"I don't believe it. What kind of cursive script she knows!" Qi Leyun stood up and looked at the other side of the gallery column. The gallery column would not run away for the time being. She took back half of her heart and pushed the maid away, "I'll go and see!"
The girls who had been unable to control themselves from curiosity also stood up one after another, and the people went downstairs, and the beautiful and beautiful clothes immediately became a scene again.
More eyes came over and followed the second floor.
Deng Yi shook the pot, and the pot was empty. He raised his hand to call the shopkeeper. The shopkeepers were also looking at the second floor, pointing and whispering. Deng Yi called it twice before the shopkeeper came over.
"Another pot of wine," he said, pointing to the empty space opposite, "the account is all paid by this person."
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After writing four pieces of paper, Chu Zhao looked at Chu Ke who was still writing hard on the opposite side and reminded: "Brother, I don't have more calligraphy skills than anyone else."
Chu Ke raised his head, not sure why the hair he wrote was messy again, his nose and face were swollen and he looked even more embarrassed.
He looked around, and his eyes finally fell on him.
"Brother A Ke." A playmate pointed at his paper a little embarrassedly, "Your word was written wrong."
That was because he finished his pen so quickly. Chu Ke was so angry that he slapped the pen on the table and reached out: "Let me see!"
Chu Zhao's writings were no longer on the table, but were read by people around him.
There were only six or seven pieces of paper he wrote scattered on the table. The onlookers were not interested in picking it up and looking at it. They just leaned over and looked--
Too bullying!
Liang Qiang was not so bullying, so he snatched a piece of paper from the other people and handed it to Chu Ke: "Look, your sister, like you, can write cursive script."
Chu Ke looked at the paper that almost slapped his face, and the words flying dragons and phoenixes on it made his eyes hurt.
Chapter completed!