Qin, chess and books... In the three competitions, apart from playing chess with Su Wan, which was normal, Feng Qingchen didn't do anything normal. Mr. Yuan Xi really wanted to open Feng Qingchen's mind and see what kind of things she had in her mind.
what.
"Mr. Yuan Xi is right, Qingchen is indeed planning to write the words on the rice grains." Feng Qingchen continued.
"How is it possible? You can also write on rice grains." Not only Mr. Yuan Xi didn't believe it, but others also looked in disbelief. Only Uncle Nine Emperors' expression remained unchanged. He finally understood why Feng Qingchen didn't care about Su Wan at all.
After a competition, it turns out that she already had a countermeasure...
Feng Qingchen's strategy was just like her way of playing chess, it was so weird and unpredictable that no one dared to think about it.
"What's impossible? Mr. Yuan Xi, please don't underestimate this grain of rice. Although the grain of rice is small, its effect is not small." Feng Qingchen took out a grain of rice and pinched it in his hand: "Mr. Yuan Xi doesn't believe that I can make a difference in the grain of rice."
Do you want to write on it?”
This... do you believe it or not?
Mr. Yuan Xi was confused. This question didn't seem to be easy to answer. He definitely didn't believe it. But looking at Feng Qingchen, he was very confident. Now he said he didn't believe it. Feng Qingchen would really write on the rice grains.
Words, where does he put his face?
He said he believed it, and seemed to be biased towards Feng Qingchen. He was now a judge, and the judge had to be fair.
Feng Qingchen did not wait for Mr. Yuan Xi's reply, and said to himself: "Miss Su can write on silk, and Qingchen can certainly write on rice grains. There are no rules for the calligraphy competition. You must use pen on paper.
Write."
Feng Qingchen is taking advantage of a loophole. There are loopholes in any rules, let alone this kind of temporary competition. Even national laws have loopholes that can be exploited.
"There is indeed no such rule." Mr. Yan nodded, which seemed to agree with Feng Qingchen's writing on the rice.
Su Wan frowned. If it were in the past, she would definitely think that Feng Qingchen was trying to please others, but after the Wu Xianqin and yesterday's game, Su Wan knew that Feng Qingchen was very treacherous, but she couldn't refute Feng Qingchen.
Light dust.
"Miss Feng, do you really want to write on the grains of rice? Do you have hundreds of grains of rice? You can't just write one word on each grain of rice, right?" Su Wan looked kind-hearted, but she couldn't hide the fact that she was digging a hole for Feng.
The bad thoughts of light dust.
None of the people sitting here are stupid, how could they not understand? Before Feng Qingchen could speak, Mr. Yuan Xi said: "Miss Su, this is not something you need to worry about. The judgment is decided by the seven of us. You
Just write your own words and that’s it.”
As soon as Yuan Xi finished speaking, he felt a chill coming over him. Looking sideways, his eyes met the Nine Emperors Uncle's. The Nine Emperors Uncle warned Mr. Yuan Xi with his eyes that he did not need to take care of Feng Qingchen's affairs.
Mr. Yuan Xi raised his forehead and was about to throw away his provocative look. Uncle Jiuhuang's warning instantly turned into murderous intent. Mr. Yuan Xi tensed up and then looked away as if nothing had happened. He said, "I don't care to argue with you."
Look.
Huh... Uncle Nine Emperors snorted coldly, not even bothering to look at Mr. Yuan Xi.
Damn boy, what are you dragging?
Mr. Yuan Xi didn't show it on his face, but in his heart he scolded Uncle Nine Emperors from beginning to end. In the end, Uncle Nine Emperors had an aura that could suppress him at a young age. It was all thanks to his bloodline. The descendants of the Lan family
Well, born into royalty.
Two men, more than ten years apart, got into an argument over a woman. The most important thing was that they didn't hide it and started to get jealous in front of so many people. They were really... similar.
However, everyone was happy to watch the show. The competition between Feng Qingchen and Su Wan was indeed very interesting, and the additional scenes were also very interesting.
Everyone still doesn’t know who will win the contest between Feng Qingchen and Su Wan, but the contest between the Nine Emperors Uncles and Mr. Yuan Xi has come out. Although it looks like a draw, everyone knows that the Nine Emperors Uncles’ battle is a draw.
One step ahead.
When Su Wan looked at Feng Qingchen, her eyes changed from contempt to envy.
It would be an honor for Feng Qingchen to make Uncle Nine Emperors and Mr. Yuan Xi compete for her. If possible, she would rather change identities with Feng Qingchen. Even if she loses, she would be satisfied. Unfortunately... she can only
It's Su Wan.
Feeling happy and disappointed, Su Wan's mood calmed down. She stopped caring about Feng Qingchen and concentrated on studying ink. She had already thought of what to write.
Feng Qingchen didn't answer Su Wan's intention. What was the answer? As Mr. Yuan Xi said, there are only seven judges who are qualified to judge the winner. Su Wan is a contestant like her and has no qualifications to question her.
.
Su Wan asked the maid to move the chair, closed her eyes, inhaled, exhaled, opened her eyes again, her eyes were clear, Su Wan picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and put it down...
Feng Qingchen sat on a chair, picked out the two plump grains from a handful of rice, held them in his hands, took out the "fine pen" on the side, and almost lay on the rice, writing on the rice.
Looks like that.
It is said to be writing, but in fact it is carving. A real master of rice carving can carve hundreds or thousands of words on a grain of rice. Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen cannot do it. Moreover, these people cannot see clearly if they carve too many words.
This time, everyone could not see what Feng Qingchen wrote, even if they stared hard, so they had no choice but to look at what Su Wan wrote.
“Quiet and Far-reaching”
Su Wan wrote these four words on the left side. As for the right side, everyone knew without guessing that it must be "Indifferent and Mingzhi".
These eight characters are obviously meant to please those who judge. Mr. Yan, Mr. Yuan Xi, and the three calligraphers from Hejixia Academy call themselves gentlemen, and these eight characters make them look like gentlemen.
As for Uncle Nine Emperors and Prince Lei, Uncle Nine Emperors can't please them, but Prince Lei doesn't need to. Su Wan will win as long as she gets the approval of the three master calligraphers from Jixia Academy.
"Light horizontally and heavy vertically, strong and round strokes, and solemn and vigorous momentum. This facial expression is comparable to that of contemporary calligraphers. Miss Su Wan can write facial expressions that are dignified, beautiful and masculine at a young age. She deserves to be called Nanling
The daughter of the Su family."
"The laws are strict and majestic, not bad, not bad." The three calligraphers from Jixia Academy also showed expressions of satisfaction. As for Feng Qingchen...
Sorry, except for Uncle Nine Emperors, whose eyes were still on her, everyone else's eyes fell on Su Wan. There was nothing I could do about it. There was really nothing interesting about Feng Qingchen. Most importantly, few people believed that Feng Qingchen could be there.
What kind of beautiful font is written on rice? The most it can do is write the character "一".
After lighting the incense stick, Su Wan put away the pen and waited for the writing to dry before presenting it to the seven judges.
When Su Wan was fine, everyone turned to Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen put down the rice grains in his hand, took out another one, and continued to work hard. Although he was rigorous, focused and meticulous, he was not like a calligrapher at all.
Everyone glanced at the magnanimity, then looked away in boredom, sitting there waiting, waiting...
Finally, Su Wan's handwriting was dry and ready to be presented to the seven judges. At the same time, Feng Qingchen also finished writing and took out a small wooden tray from his sleeve.
When the small tray was taken out, everyone felt their eyes blurred, as if a bright light flashed by. When everyone saw the small tray, they discovered that there was a transparent crystal that was polished into a flat surface on the palm-sized tray.
Feng Qingchen placed the two grains of rice with writing on them under the transparent crystal and motioned to the child behind him to send them up.
The child stepped forward and saw the rice grains on the tray. His eyes shone with a look of disbelief. It was not until Feng Qingchen reminded him that he came back to his senses. He held the crystal tray carefully, for fear of losing two grains of rice.
Lost it.
Everyone didn't understand what kind of show Feng Qingchen was singing. But even if they stretched their necks, they couldn't see any mystery behind it. They could only hold back their temper and wait for the judges to take a look first.
When Feng Qingchen took out the crystal tray, Su Wan felt uneasy. She looked up and saw that Feng Qingchen's expression was as usual, but he kept blinking.
Ahem, she kept staring at the rice grains, her eyes were tired.
Needless to say, Su Wan's words were spoken by everyone. Everyone had seen them a long time ago and deserved them. Except for Uncle Nine Emperors, the other six people nodded and expressed satisfaction, but what they were most looking forward to was Feng Qingchen's rice.
The word above.
No way, Feng Qingchen successfully aroused their curiosity.
The child held the crystal tray, and finally walked to the judges' table with much anticipation, but... looking at the seven pairs of "hot" eyes, the child didn't know who to put the crystal tray in front of.
The Nine Emperors Uncle coughed, and the child was so frightened that he almost smashed the crystal tray in his hand. He took three steps in two steps and held the crystal tray in front of the Nine Emperors Uncle. The Nine Emperors Uncle nodded with satisfaction, while the other six people looked fiercely.
He stared at the child, who was so frightened that he quickly retreated.
Uncle Nine Emperors was still thinking about how to read the characters on the rice grains, but when he lowered his head, he saw eight huge characters.
"My soul is tied to Kyushu, and my love is with whomever I share."
"What? Feng Qingchen really wrote words on the grains of rice, or eight words." Mr. Yuan Xi exclaimed, and without waiting for Uncle Nine Emperors to agree, he reached over Xiling Tianlei beside him and grabbed it directly.
Uncle Jiuhuang wanted to stop him, but he thought that the grain of rice might not be able to withstand their pull. For the sake of Feng Qingchen's victory or defeat, Uncle Jiuhuang endured it.
"It's true that the soul is tied to Kyushu, and the love is shared with no one. It's such a neat regular script." As soon as Mr. Yuan Xi said this, everyone became calm, and Su Wan jumped up.
How is it possible that Feng Qingchen actually wrote four characters on a grain of rice, and everyone can still read it.
"The soul belongs to Jiuzhou, and the love is with whom." After Xiling Tianlei saw these eight words, he couldn't help but look up at Feng Qingchen. Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen didn't have a tacit understanding with him. Feng Qingchen was relieving the fatigue in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look at Feng Qingchen.
I don’t care what the judges think.
She has done everything she should and can do. The crystal is a convex lens she polished based on the principle of a magnifying glass. It can be used as a magnifying glass. Of course, she is not afraid if there is no transparent crystal. She can just pick up a drop of water.
She has done her best to obey fate, but the outcome is beyond her control. It is useless for her to be nervous. The rest can only be left to the person who can decide the outcome. Now she only hopes that the Nine Emperors Uncle is strong enough.
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Note to readers: 431 is to replace yesterday’s bug, so these two updates will be made today.