Need for a Guard

When the brush in Shi Yue's hand was about to touch the rice paper, he suddenly stopped his hand in midair.

Meng Chen hid the needle in his pocket, and said sarcastically, "Young master Shi, you wrote it, and all the talents are waiting to read your masterpiece!"

He has seen very quickly, and through Bai Su's strange behavior, he has discovered Shi Yue's fatal flaw: this guy, his handwriting must be very poor!

Shi Yue looked back, smiled and winked at the talented scholars and said: "Gentlemen, although I am good at brush calligraphy, I love to innovate and study some ingenious tricks in my life. Students, are you interested in seeing it together? "

Meng Chen was the first to deny it: "Not good! Not good! All talented scholars like to see Mr. Shi writing calligraphy, so please come out quickly..."

Shi Yue raised his eyes, with a terrifying aura, he said to Meng Chen: "Young Master Meng speaks so loudly, what right do you have to replace all the talents?"

Meng Chen was taken aback in fright, never expecting that Shi Yue's eyes would be so frightening.

Kong Liren hurriedly smiled to lure the students and said, "Oh, I've seen Mr. Shi's new tricks before, tsk tsk...that's really enviable, interesting and fresh, it makes my heart itch."

In fact, how did Kong Liren know that Shi Yue had any new tricks?

It's just grasping Shi Yue's heart and paving the way for Shi Yue.

All the talents were fascinated by what Kong Liren said, and they nodded hurriedly and said, "Young Master Shi, if you have any new tricks, feel free to use them. Let us have the honor to appreciate them."

Shi Yue said with a smile: "Okay, talented scholars who like to see new tricks, just stand forward!"

Pointing at Meng Chen again, he said arrogantly: "That so-and-so, you lean back and occupy the latrine without shitting, that's not the style of a wit."

"I'm Meng Chen, not that so-and-so!"

Meng Chen was so angry that he rushed forward angrily, with a stern face, and said angrily: "I want to see what new tricks Mr. Shi can play."

The old man Geng and the others were also aroused by their curiosity, and rushed forward together!

Shi Yue satiated everyone's addiction, just now he took out the soft, moderately thick long strip of charcoal that Bai Su had looked for for him, out of his sleeve, and flaunted it in front of everyone.

Let's see, whisper!

"What is this?"

"It's dark and long, I don't know it..."

……

Meng Chen laughed back angrily, and said angrily: "Master Shi, what are you doing with a pitch-black piece of charcoal? Don't you want to scribble with your own hands?"

Shi Yue smiled strangely: "Mr. Meng is right, I just want to do graffiti today, but it's not casual graffiti, but skillful graffiti."

Three beauties, Bai Su, Hong Xing, and You Lan, also squeezed in, wanting to take a closer look.

Meng Chen happened to be squeezed in front of Bai Su.

Smelling the faint fragrance from Bai Su's body, Meng Chen felt itchy for a while. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he couldn't help but stretch out his big hand, wanting to touch Bai Su's delicate body, how soft it is.

Unexpectedly, just as the big hand stretched out, a foot stretched out from nowhere, and it just happened to kick Meng Chen's hip bone.

thump!

Meng Chen rolled to the edge of the wall.

This kick was so powerful and terrifying.

Meng Chen felt as if his hip bones were shattered. He tried for a long time but couldn't stand up. He shouted angrily, "Who kicked me? Who the hell kicked me? Stand up for me, stand up!"

Meng Chen yelled for a long time, but no one paid any attention. The eyes of all the talents were all attracted by the charcoal in Shi Yue's hand.

You Lan glanced back at Meng Chen, and then whispered a few words in Bai Su's ear.

Bai Su's eyes were full of sullen anger, looking back, he stared at Meng Chen for a long time, until Meng Chen lowered his head in shame, Bai Su turned his head and said angrily: "I will definitely not spare him."

Seen by Bai Su's cold eyes, Meng Chen felt weak, and forgot the pain for a while.

I just sat at the base of the wall, scratching my head and thinking: Which bastard kicked me?And which bastard told the secret?I... I can't spare him.

wow...

At this moment, boos suddenly broke out from the mouths of the talents.

I saw that slender charcoal, under Shi Yue's control, it seemed to become a flexible pen, writing a line of rigorous and neat, soothing and beautiful lines.

"Qinqi, calligraphy, painting, poetry and hops."

Shi Yue ignored everyone's astonishment, looked at the font he was quite satisfied with, and said excitedly: "This is regular script."

Turning my wrist, I wrote the second sentence: "Everything was never separated from it!" The shape of these words is like flowing water, the strokes are elegant, like clouds flowing in the sky, the shape is scattered but the spirit is gathered.

All the talents looked at it, their eyes widened, and they let out a surprised cry.

Shi Yue said casually: "This is running script."

Later, Shi Yue wrote a respectful official script: "Now everything has changed."

In the end, he wrote the rigid seal script: "Chai Rice Oil Salt Sauce Vinegar Tea!"

In the four lines of the poem, Shi Yue used the humble charcoal black to show four different brushstrokes. Then, he put the charcoal black aside and stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for everyone to comment.

Everyone was stunned by Shi Yue's unique calligraphy art using charcoal instead of writing, which... This completely broke their conventional thinking.

They never dreamed that the little carbon black could write such graceful characters!

Moreover, the brush is soft and difficult to master. For ordinary scholars, it is not easy to write a font well in a lifetime.

Those who can write two brush fonts well can be called the best.

More than three fonts, if you can write all of them well, then you can only call them monsters!

And Shi Yue can actually write four kinds of fonts, and each font has eight points of charm, this is the evildoer among the evildoers...

After all, Shi Yue is not a calligrapher, he can only be called an amateur.

This character is also used by him to hone his temperament, and the characters written in carbon black have various deficiencies in aesthetics and strokes, after all, they are not as familiar as fountain pens.

But even so, that word made Shi Yue write with the eight-point taste of a pencil, with a hook, a stroke, and a that, the other kind of strokes brought out still made all the talented people jump with excitement.

Meng Chen looked at the excited and envious looks of all the talents, and finally endured the pain and forced his way in.

When his contemptuous eyes fixed on the rice paper showing the four fonts, his color suddenly changed, his eyes were full of horror, and his face turned pale.

"This...is this true?"

Meng Chen withdrew slowly, his heart seemed to be hit hard by a stone, as if he had been severely injured, it was very painful!

The impact of the huge drop made his brain buzz, his limbs were weak, and his body was limp. He could only support his body by leaning on the wall!

His eyes were empty and filled with despair.

Suddenly, in the crowd, a pair of sharp eyes shot at him, the cold sharpness contained in the eyes seemed to penetrate his soul.

Those are Shi Yue's eyes!

Meng Chen's body couldn't help trembling—he knew that those eyes contained sarcasm and pity, which belonged to the contempt that a winner should have.

Meng Chen suddenly realized that he shouldn't have participated in today's game.

It's your own fault!

Meng Chen opened the door and walked out in a daze.

There was silence under the moonlit night, but the noise and excitement in my ears lingered in my ears for a long time!

Damn Shi Yue!