Need for a Guard

Everyone thought that what Bai Su handed to Shi Yue was some kind of rare treasure.

But just looking at it, I felt that my curiosity was wasted - it was clearly just a long piece of carbon black with a pointed tip!

Shi Yue felt the contempt in everyone's eyes, and smiled strangely: "What do you know, it's rare and strange."

Bai Su was very dissatisfied with his black-striped face, took You Lan's little hand, turned around and left the private room, and went to wash his face.

Time goes by every second...

When Bai Su washed off the dirt, revealed a bright little face, and stood behind Shi Yue again, Meng Chen finally finished the book that he had worked so hard on.

All the great Confucian scholars are drinking happily, a little drunk, how can they have the heart to taste calligraphy?

It wasn't until Zhu Yan moved to the storytelling table and yelled three times: "Okay! Absolutely! Wonderful!" that he completely attracted the attention of Geng and other great scholars.

The old man Geng came to the desk with a limp, looked at the book for a while, his drunken eyes suddenly widened, and thousands of rays of light shot out.

Then he picked up the book and put it in front of his eyes to observe carefully.

Old man Geng's extraordinary move made all the veterans bewildered, they all got up and came to watch.

After viewing the works for a while, all the great scholars couldn't help booing.

Chen Sifan looked dignified, nodded and said: "The pen is like a dragon and a snake, and its momentum is extraordinary."

Zhu Chao nodded and said, "Elegant and free from vulgarity, there is something wonderful about becoming immortal."

The old man Geng stroked his beard, looked at Meng Chen, and said in admiration: "I thought that among these juniors, only Mr. Zhu Yan had the intention of being a master, but I didn't expect Mr. Meng to have such a masterpiece of ingenuity."

"Throughout this book, its momentum is coherent and free, its shape is unrestrained and elegant, its strokes are magnificent, and it opens and closes. It really can be called the best among them!"

Meng Chen received unanimous praise from all the great scholars, and he was in a very comfortable mood, as sweet as drinking honey, with a color on his brows, as if he wanted to spread his wings and fly high.

Occasionally, there is a condescending meaning in the gaze that looks at Kong Liren.

After the old man Geng's comment, he seemed to feel that there was more to say.

Looking at the talents again, he said sadly: "It seems that there are talented people from generation to generation in the country. Among the talents, there are dragons and crouching tigers. I really shouldn't underestimate you."

Meng Chen turned his eyes, and quickly said: "Master Geng, you are so right. Among us young talents, there are students with extraordinary talents. Talents like me are not outstanding, but they are very ordinary. For example, Like this young master Kong Liren and Confucius, his family has a long history of learning, his background is profound, and his talents and learning are absolutely extraordinary."

A few words from Meng Chen pushed Kong Liren to the forefront.

Oh?

Actually strong is more powerful?

The old man Geng and the others were completely intrigued by Meng Chen's words, and said to Kong Liren with a smile: "Young Master Kong, it turns out that you are the real dragon and phoenix among people, and you are so admirable. Please! Please show me your son!" Demeanor, but don’t hide your clumsiness.”

Old man Geng believed it was true, and there was a sense of expectation in his words.

All the talented scholars and all the great Confucian scholars also frequently booed, let's see how amazing Kong Liren's masterpiece will be!

Shi Yue also looked at Kong Liren with a smile, but he didn't know how he should get off the stage, and he didn't know how he could hate the tricky and cunning Meng Chen in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Kong Liren still had that smiling face like a flower, his big plump face was gentle and gentle, and there was no sign of anger.

Shi Yue secretly applauded in his heart.

At the same time, he also regarded Kong Liren as his wooing target.

Under everyone's expectation, Kong Liren walked to the table, without even thinking about it, he clumsily grabbed the brush and brushed the seven big characters in one go.

Seeing Kong Liren's aura, all the talents guessed that he was overwhelmed by his ample confidence: This kid doesn't need to meditate, and his pen is so unique, he seems to be a master of calligraphy!

All the great Confucians looked forward to it, including anticipation.

Only Meng Chen looked on gloatingly, with such a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became more sinister.

Kong Liren wrote quickly, with his hands behind his back and his chest raised, he looked into Meng Chen's eyes without the slightest bit of frustration.

Meng Chen watched Kong Liren write the pen, and without waiting to see what kind of shit Kong Liren was writing, he ran over quickly, stretched out his hand and stood up the rice paper, displaying it in front of everyone.

"Everyone, come and take a look. I'll tell you, Mr. Confucius has the talent to know the world, read between the lines, and preserve the mechanism of the universe. Let's see if I'm lying or not. Come and see..."

All the talents stretched their necks and gathered around them. When they saw the seven big characters, they couldn't help laughing.

The great Confucian scholars were drinking, and they turned to look at the words written by Kong Liren. They couldn't hold back the astonishment in their hearts, and spouted out the wine with a puff.

Meng Chen persisted, showing Kong Liren's calligraphy to all the talented scholars and great Confucians in a show of power, and he couldn't stop exaggerating: "Look at it, everyone, this is the real calligraphy. After ten years of practice, I still can't write characters of this level! Haha... Do you think so?"

Old man Geng and the other great Confucians could still hold back their smiles.

But those young and energetic talents couldn't help laughing out loud when they compared Meng Chen's words with Kong Liren's.

Kong Liren's face was not red, he was not out of breath, and there was still an unpretentious smile on his face.

Seeing the exaggerated expressions of the crowd, Kong Liren whispered to Shi Yue, "Brother Shi, a piece of my calligraphy can bring so much joy to many great Confucian scholars and gifted scholars, isn't it considered an unprecedented success?"

Shi Yue was taken aback when he heard the words: This fellow has such a broad mind!sharp!Amazing……

Shi Yue finally walked up to Meng Chen, tilted his head to look at Kong Liren's writing, and saw seven large characters written on it: "Chai rice oil salt sauce vinegar tea."

Just looking at it, Shi Yue was almost shocked to vomit blood: This... what kind of shit is this written?

I saw that the word was crooked, limp, different in size, jumping up and down, no wonder it made people laugh.

Bai Su also came over, took a look, blinked his eyes, and whispered to Shi Yue: "His calligraphy is almost the same as your brush calligraphy, so there is no difference."

cut!

Shi Yue snorted, and rolled his eyes angrily: Brother, I'm a knife player, so I know I'm killing people, how can I have the opportunity to practice calligraphy with a brush?

Besides, is my calligraphy so bad?

But seeing Meng Chen showing a face of a villain, he said to Shi Yue who was staring at the big characters in a daze: "Mr. Shi, take a look, is this calligraphy well written? Is it very artistic? Very tasteful?"

Shi Yue looked at Meng Chen's face with a distorted smile, and was quite annoyed in his heart - this ugly expression was really inferior to Kong Liren's indifferent and calm appearance.

There was a strange smile on the corner of Shi Yue's mouth, thinking that since he wanted to win over Kong Liren as a helper, he naturally had to show his sincerity, so that Kong Liren could feel the warmth of sending charcoal in a timely manner.

Having made up his mind, Shi Yue made up his mind when he saw the seven big characters.

"How about it, Mr. Shi, aren't these words ancient and modern, with profound meaning?" Meng Chen opened his mouth wide and mocked wantonly.

Shi Yue deliberately bent over, frowned, widened his eyes, showing a nervous look, staring at the word carefully in a daze.

Talented scholars and Confucian scholars all looked curious.

Only the three beautiful women, Hong Xing, Bai Su and You Lan, can probably guess that Shi Yue is afraid that he will start playing tricks on others again.

Shi Yue watched intently for a long time, then stretched out his thumb, let out a long breath, and exclaimed with endless aftertaste: "Good words! Good words."