The three great calligraphers from Jixia Academy moved quickly. They picked up the charcoal pen and circled it, and then quickly folded the paper. Mr. Yan and Mr. Yuan Xi hesitated a little before they started writing.
Xiling Tianlei waited until the three judges from Jixia Academy had drawn a circle, then he carefully drew a circle, folded the paper slowly and threw it into the bamboo tube. In the end, only the Nine Emperors Uncle was left.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, it's your turn." Xiling Tianlei saw that Uncle Nine Emperors hadn't made any move for a long time, and reminded him with a smile in his eyes.
"Circle Feng Qingchen's name for me." Uncle Nine Emperors leaned back and had no intention of doing it himself.
"Yes." The eunuch behind the Nine Emperors Uncle came forward and circled it for the Nine Emperors Uncle. He no longer folded the paper and threw it directly into the bamboo tube.
Uncle Nine Emperor's answer has no secret at all, and it is useless to fold it.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, are you blatantly showing favoritism?"
Uncle Nine Emperors should not be so boring.
"Favoritism? Why is this king showing favoritism? Choosing Feng Qingchen is called favoritism. What do you think of this, Prince Lei? Is it possible that only by circling Su Wan's name can it be called no favoritism? In this case, Su Wan still wants to fight with Feng Qing
No matter what the dust is, she should just say that she is invincible." Uncle Nine Emperors took all the anger he received from Feng Qingchen on Xiling Tianlei and Su Wan.
Xiling Tianlei deserved it. As for Su Wan, although she also deserved it, she was still unlucky!
"..." Xiling Tianlei was choked severely by Nine Emperors Uncle. He knew that he had said the wrong thing for a moment, and a flash of embarrassment flashed across his face, even though he said as if it was serious: "Nine Emperors Uncle really didn't
Favoritism, we all see Jiuhuangshu's great love for Fengxiu, and every move of Fengxiu is of course good in Jiuhuangshu's eyes." The subtext is that Jiuhuangshu is still showing favoritism.
"I have always loved the house and the bird. What's wrong? Prince Lei has an objection?" Uncle Nine Emperors admitted confidently, but Xiling Tianlei didn't know what to say.
Just then, Su Wan and Feng Qingchen stepped forward and unfolded the notes written by the seven judges. No surprise, Feng Qingchen was the first to unfold the note written by the Nine Emperors Uncle.
"Feng Qingchen." Feng Qingchen read out his name with a smile.
The Nine Emperors Uncle never fights an unprepared battle. Since the Nine Emperors Uncle stands on her side in such a high-profile manner, she will definitely win.
Su Wan reached out and took out a piece of writing paper from the bamboo tube and unfolded it: "Su Wan."
Feng Qingchen smiled, then took out the third note and read calmly: "Su Wan."
"Su Wan." There were three pictures in a row, all with her own name, and Su Wan's eyes flashed with secret joy.
One to three, there were still three pieces of writing paper in the bamboo tube. As long as there was still one with Su Wan's name circled, Feng Qingchen would lose. But for some reason, Feng Qingchen found that he couldn't get nervous.
No matter how much she wanted to withdraw her feelings from Jiu Huangshu, she could not deny the fact that she believed in Jiu Huangshu. So when she opened the note and saw her name, she was not surprised and said calmly.
: "Feng Qingchen."
Su Wan took out the sixth note and prayed silently in her heart. It must be her name. It must be her name. As long as one more person circles her name, she will win.
Su Wan unfolded the note with great expectations, but she was disappointed.
"Feng Qingchen!" Su Wan said with dissatisfaction, and the smile on her face was too faint to be seen. But this did not change the fact that the note in her hand circled Feng Qingchen's name.
Three to three ties, the note in the bamboo tube decided the outcome of Su Wan and Feng Qingchen. It was Feng Qingchen's turn to open the seventh note, but when she saw that even if she tried her best to restrain herself, Su Wan could not hide her arrogance.
Wan asked kindly: "Su Xiu, this is the last note. Should you open it or should I open it?"
"I'll do it." Su Wan stepped forward and took out the last note.
Why should Feng Qingchen announce her Su Wan's fate?
Dong Dong Dong... The moment she picked up the note, Su Wan felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She had never been as nervous as she was now.
She played three games of chess and chess. In the first two games, she lost one and drew one. If this game was changed again, the third prince would definitely not let her go. The third prince had already warned her that if she ruined the third prince's important affairs, the third prince would
She must be given to the Lord of Jincheng in exchange for military expenses.
The note that could determine her victory or defeat was in her hand, but she did not dare to open it. Su Wan held the note in both hands, her palms sweating. The originally stiff note was now wilted and wrinkled.
On the other hand, Feng Qingchen didn't seem to care about the result. Seeing Su Wan like this, he just reminded him softly: "Su Xiu?"
Su Wan was startled, but quickly came to her senses and smiled gracefully at Feng Qingchen: "Feng Xiu, are you impatient?"
Su Wan wanted to hide it, and wanted to use this method to tell everyone that she was not the one who was nervous just now, but except for Su Wan, everyone present knew what was going on.
Feng Qingchen didn't want to argue with Su Wan on such a trivial matter, and smiled magnanimously: "I'm not impatient. I just reminded Su Xiu that the note on your hand is getting wet. If the words are blurred, it will be difficult to read.
"
"Don't worry Fengxiu, the name on this note will never be confused." The smile on Su Wan's face became calmer and calmer, but the conflict in her eyes became more and more obvious, and the fingers that opened the note trembled slightly.
Mr. Yan and Mr. Yuan Xi frowned slightly. It was really disappointing that the mentality and demeanor of the daughter of the Nanling Su family were not as good as Feng Qingchen, who had no father or mother.
With this result, did Feng Qingchen not care about winning or losing, or did Su Wan care too much?
Can a person who cares too much about winning or losing really write with character? Mr. Yan and Mr. Yuan Xi wondered if they were wrong in circling Su Wan's name...
Yes, the person Mr. Yan and Mr. Yuan Xi have circled is Su Wan. Even though Mr. Yuan Xi favors Feng Qingchen, when it comes to such elegant matters as calligraphy, Mr. Yuan Xi will not let his feelings prevail.
, in his eyes, Su Wan's calligraphy itself is better than Feng Qingchen's, and her player Su Wan is normal.
As for Mr. Yan, let alone that. Mr. Yan has his own principles. By verbally favoring Feng Qingchen, he is already giving Feng Qingchen face. Judging the outcome is a sacred matter. Mr. Yan will never allow himself to act emotionally.
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No matter how slow Su Wan moved, she could not stop the note from unfolding, allowing Mr. Yan and Mr. Yuan Xi to see the circled face, and smiles appeared on their faces at the same time.
Although they made a mistake, the result was satisfactory.
"How is it possible?" Su Wan unfolded the note and screamed: "It's impossible, how could it be Feng Qingchen? You must have made a mistake, you must have made a mistake. It's you, Uncle Nine Emperors, right? I
His handwriting is clearly better than that of Feng Qing, how can you say that Feng Qingchen is better than Feng Qingchen?"
Su Wan angrily tore up the note in her hand. If she loses one more round, she will be in more danger. She doesn't want to lose and cannot lose. She doesn't want to marry the Lord of Jincheng. She doesn't want...
"I won." Feng Qingchen said silently in her heart, her lips slightly raised, but her face looked neither happy nor sad. It wasn't that she was pretending to be calm, but that she didn't dare to provoke Su Wan.
She was almost going crazy if she didn't see Su Wan. If she laughed proudly, what if Su Wan was stimulated and went crazy?
When we lose, we must straighten our backs and not be looked down upon; when we win, we must be humble and show the magnanimity that a winner should have, and Styricus and the like are the worst.
Feng Qingchen ignored Su Wan's accusations and accusations, expressed his blessings to the seven judges in a dignified manner, and prepared to leave.
If she wins, what is she still doing here? Is it worth the hatred?
"Feng Qingchen, stay here." Feng Qingchen wanted to leave, but Su Wan refused to let him go and stood in front of Feng Qingchen with a long stride.
One second she was luxurious and graceful, but this moment she turned into a foolish woman. The jewelry on her bun shone dazzlingly under the sunlight, magnifying Su Wan's ugliness as she stood with Feng Qingchen.
, distinguish between superior and inferior.
Therefore, unless you are a couple, you should not wear clothes of the same color. The contrast is too obvious, Feng Qingchen reminded herself in her heart.
Ahem... Clearing his throat, Feng Qingchen reminded himself not to irritate Su Wan: "Su Xiu, do you have anything else?"
"Feng Qingchen, do you really think you have won? Don't even think about walking away. You and Uncle Nine Emperors must give me an explanation for what happened today." Su Wanyi said righteously.
"Explanation? What explanation do you want me to give you? Can the Su family of Nanling not afford to lose?" Uncle Nine Emperors stood up, walked towards Feng Qingchen, stood beside Feng Qingchen, and talked with Su Wan
Face to face.
A flash of embarrassment flashed across Su Wan's face, but she quickly put it away: "Can't afford to lose? Uncle Nine Emperors, I, Su Wan, will never fail to lose, but I can't lose inexplicably. The words between me and Feng Qingchen
, Anyone with eyes can tell the difference. Under such circumstances, you can actually let Feng Qingchen win, what do you want me to think?"
Yes, it's just baffling.
She had nothing to say in the chess game. She underestimated the enemy and caught Feng Qing off guard. But what about piano skills and calligraphy?
She was clearly stronger than Feng Qingchen, but in the end she lost, inexplicably.
What a stringless harp, what writing on rice.
It is clear that there is no sound when playing without strings, and I still don’t know what is going on with Feng Qingchen’s piece of music. As for the writing on the rice, what’s the matter? Don’t pay attention to the character of the font if you want it to be unique.
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved Su Wan felt.
It's not fair. This competition is not fair at all. Why are everyone talking to and for Feng Qingchen? Feng Qingchen obviously can't compete with her, so why can he overpower her?
Feng Qingchen saw the madness in Su Wan's eyes clearly and turned her head in disdain. She had seen too many people like Su Wan. She had princess disease. She thought she was the best and the world should revolve around her.
Well, he is really stupid and naive.
Feng Qingchen left the back of his head to Uncle Nine Emperors, making it clear that Uncle Nine Emperors would resolve the matter, but he didn't want to wait for Uncle Nine Emperors to speak before Yan Lao stood up.
"Su Xiu, words are like people, words and people, two and one, one and two, like fish and water blending together, seeing words is like seeing people. Calligraphy is also a painting of the heart. Calligraphy is a psychological depiction of people, using lines to express and express
I can't tell how good your calligraphy is at expressing people's emotions and mood changes." Mr. Yan left these words, flicked his sleeves, and left the scene angrily...
Su Wan was stunned. She never thought that Mr. Yan would come forward to accuse her, and in such a harsh tone. She...
If you lose, you will be ruined!
A message to readers: I’m really tired today, and there’s another update that will be a little late, and it’s the end of the month, ah!