Because the judges were impatient, Feng Qingchen's "work" was quickly circulated around. After the seven judges took a look at it, they only had time to marvel that the rice could be written on, and they didn't have time to take a closer look at Feng Qingchen's handwriting.
The judges except Jiuhuangshu were ready to watch it again, but Jiuhuangshu kept holding Feng Qingchen's "work" and refused to let go. The six of them looked at each other and tacitly gave up their plan to compete with Jiuhuangshu.
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There was nothing outstanding about Feng Qingchen's handwriting. The square regular script looked like it was printed, but it was written on rice, which unknowingly gave Feng Qingchen extra points.
My soul is tied to Kyushu, and my love is with whomever I share.
Tranquility leads to the distance, indifference clears the mind.
They all had eight characters, one in Yan style and one in Kai style. This one was really not well received. The six judges started to discuss it. Mr. Yuan Xi said that Feng Qingchen’s handwriting was exquisite and Feng Qingchen should be better.
Mr. Yan said that Su Wan's calligraphy has character, while Feng Qingchen's calligraphy has style, which is difficult to evaluate.
Three calligraphers from Jixia Academy said that Su Wan's calligraphy is considered calligraphy, while Feng Qingchen's calligraphy is really hard to describe. If the small regular script is written on paper, there is really nothing outstanding about it, but if it is written on grains of rice, it is just fine.
It’s different.
Xiling Tianlei said that this is a calligraphy competition. The competition is not about exquisiteness and style, but about characters. Since both sides have written eight characters, we will just talk about these eight characters and judge the quality based on these eight characters.
"Prince Lei's suggestion is a good one." The three calligraphers from Jixia Academy agreed, which showed that they agreed that Su Wan had won.
Mr. Yan and Mr. Yuan Xi didn't talk. They were great scholars. They had to be elegant and magnanimous. Even if they wanted to favor someone, they couldn't make it too obvious. Xiling Tianlei knew this, so he deliberately used words to slander Mr. Yan and Mr. Yuan.
Mr. Xi.
He doesn't care whether Su Wan wins or loses, what he cares about is Ye Ye. Ye Ye wants Su Wan to win. If he sells Ye Ye a face, Ye Ye will owe him more and more. Even if Ye Ye doesn't want to, he will have to
Be on his side.
Xiling Tianlei bypassed the Nine Emperors Uncle and directly discussed the outcome of Su Wan and Feng Qingchen with three calligraphers from Jixia Academy.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, since you have no objection, I will announce the results of the calligraphy competition." Xiling Tianlei politely asked Uncle Nine Emperors for his opinion. Four of the seven people already believed that Su Wan was the winner. Uncle Nine Emperors simply didn't think so.
There is no ability to change the outcome.
"The results of the competition? Who said the results of the competition are out? Haven't you seen that besides Feng Qingchen writing the words "The soul is bound to Kyushu, the feelings are shared by everyone" on the rice grains, are there other words on both ends of the rice grains?" Nine Emperors
Uncle slowly pushed the box of wadding in front of Mr. Yan.
"Qingchen is waiting! Feng Qingchen actually wrote a word on the upper and lower ends of the rice grains. What a coincidence." Mr. Yan even wanted to say, how did your eyes grow, Uncle Nine Emperors, with such small words?
, and there is no transparent glass to magnify it, you can still see a good grain of rice, and you can actually see a flower, amazing, amazing.
"Sure enough, there are words on both ends of the rice grains." Mr. Yuan Xi moved the rice grains so that he could use a glass mirror to enlarge the words on them.
Uh... Feng Qingchen was stunned. Did she write on both ends of the rice grains?
After thinking about it, Feng Qingchen nodded vigorously. It seemed that there were some. When she was practicing, she wrote words on both ends of the rice grains. Unexpectedly, she picked two grains of rice with words on them, the most important ones were the four.
What a strange combination of words.
She remembered that what she wrote on the rice grains was "The city is waiting for you, the light dust is waiting for you." Unexpectedly, it ended up being "The dust is waiting for you." Well, it's useless for her to explain now.
Feng Qingchen sat silently without speaking, his eyes slightly upward, just in time to meet the thoughtful eyes of Uncle Nine Emperors. Feng Qingchen closed his eyes lightly and turned away calmly.
Uncle Jiuhuang thinks too much. These twelve words really have nothing to do with him. Writing "the soul belongs to Jiuzhou, and the love belongs to anyone" is just a sense of ownership.
She originally wanted to write "There are close friends in the sea, and we are neighbors as far apart as the world", but she felt that this sentence was too high-profile. The matter of the stringless piano has not been resolved yet. She really didn't want to wear the label of "a great talented woman" anymore. She couldn't bear it.
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Facing Feng Qingchen's silent rejection, Uncle Nine Emperors only felt a pain in his heart. His face, which was originally bloodless, was now as white as paper. Uncle Nine Emperors knew that his condition was not good and he was unwilling to deal with Xiling Tianlei.
, took a deep breath, and directly spoke to make a decision without giving Xiling Tianlei a chance to talk.
"Everyone has appreciated Feng Qingchen's calligraphy. Now let's judge the winner. In order to be fair, we use anonymous circles to judge the winner.
Later, the eunuch will distribute paper and carbon strips to everyone. The names of Su Wan and Feng Qingchen are written on the paper. Whoever you think will win, circle the name, fold it and put it into the prepared bamboo tube.
At that time, Su Wanxiu and Qing Chenxiu will split it up together, and whoever has the most circled names will win." Uncle Nine Emperors remained silent, but once he said it, he said the decisive words, and they were strong.
No room for rejection.
As soon as Uncle Nine Emperors finished speaking, the little eunuch handed the paper with the names of Feng Qingchen and Su Wan to the hands of the seven judges, Uncle Nine Emperors was no exception.
This shows that Uncle Nine Emperors has already prepared!
"Uncle Nine Emperors, isn't this bad?" Xiling Tianlei frowned, he always felt that there was something wrong with this matter.
Uncle Nine Emperors glanced sideways at Xiling Tianlei: "What's wrong? Prince Lei doesn't think this method of mine is the most fair?"
It's very fair, but... Xiling Tianlei frowned, and he did this when Su Wan was about to win. What did Uncle Nine Emperors mean by this, struggling to the death? This is not like Uncle Nine Emperors' style.
"Uncle Nine Emperors' approach is indeed fair, I agree." Mr. Yan and Mr. Yuan Xi spoke one after the other.
The three calligraphers from Jixia Academy nodded in agreement. They were joking. They had just expressed their appreciation for Feng Qingchen, but they felt a strong murderous aura. As soon as their tone changed, they felt cold air hit their backs.
Anyway, I can't get any favors, so I'll just use Nine Emperors Uncle's method. What I really want to do then will have nothing to do with me.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, calligraphy judging has never been like this." Su Wan didn't know what Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen had in mind. She only knew that Uncle Nine Emperors' proposal could not be passed.
"In the calligraphy competition, no one will use dragon hair to write, and no one will write on rice grains. Since this competition is different, the judging method is of course different. Real gold is not afraid of fire, and Su Wanxiu has no idea about her own calligraphy.
Confidence?”
Uncle Jiuhuang spoke almost word for word, so slowly that it could make people angry. The contempt in his words was obvious, but his tone and expression were so natural that people could not find the place to get angry.
Su Wan was so angry that she almost broke the Long Hao pen. Uncle Jiuhuang was as annoying as Feng Qingchen and could block her retreat with just one word.
What could she say in this situation?
Uncle Nine Emperors' proposal was extremely fair, and she was confident in her calligraphy. Su Wan's beautiful eyes swept over the seven judges, and finally landed on the three calligraphers from Jixia Academy. Seeing their satisfied expressions, Su Wan
The worries were gradually let go.
"Since Uncle Nine Emperors thinks this is fair, let's get started." Su Wan took a step back and opened the distance between the judging table and her like a gentleman.
Feng Qingchen was much lazier and turned his back directly.
At this moment, she finally didn't have to worry anymore, she would definitely win this competition!
A message to readers: The duplication of chapters is a bug in the backend of the bookstore, and Acai has replaced it. In addition, as for everyone saying that I wrote too much about a dress, I just want to say that each of my chapters is around 2,200 words, and there will be about 500 more words every day. Whatever
After a month, there will be more than a thousand extra words...