Baby daddy's unrestrained life

"Sister, can my brother-in-law do it? Haven't you heard that my brother-in-law can write calligraphy? "

"Sister, you don't want your brother-in-law to do it temporarily, do you?"

"Elder sister, I don't have you to pit my husband like this."

"I think it's better to see Leng Mei."

The Su family is not optimistic about Ye Feng, mainly because no one has heard of Ye Feng and knows calligraphy.

Su Ning didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Feng from a distance. She believes in Ye Feng. In her heart, Ye Feng is almost omnipotent. There is nothing he can't do.

"Well? Those people seem to respect their brother-in-law. "

"Of course, these people are not only masters of calligraphy, but also people in the literary circle. My brother-in-law's status in the literary circle is frightening."

"Well, it's really scary. What did my brother-in-law say to them? They scared people away. "

"I'll go, brother-in-law! Before we started the competition, we scared off a few of them first! How powerful

These younger brothers and sisters see President Hu, they and Ye Feng said a word, unexpectedly directly quit, immediately open mouth.

"Ha ha, since everyone is here, let's start."

Although there were some small episodes, LAN Xiu didn't care. He said with a smile: "the old man is very old-fashioned. All of you are literati. You must know more about" Qushui Liuqi "than us laymen. I don't want to talk nonsense, but this rule will change a little. Since there is a competition, every cup of wine can not be drunk by luck. The flow of our stream is very slow. It takes at least 20 minutes for the wine cup to float completely in front of you. Each cup of wine corresponds to a title. You need to finish the title before the wine is floated away. Whoever completes the wine well will be the owner of the wine. We'll have ten drinks altogether, and the one who drinks six will win. "

"All right."

Everyone has no objection. Although this is not the real "Qushui Liuqi", after all, it's a competition, not just entertainment. It's understandable to make such a change.

Two groups of people, LAN people in the left bank, a large number of people, Su people in the right bank, only Ye Feng and Su Leng two. Simply in terms of the number of people, the Su family is at an absolute disadvantage.

Everyone was also looking for suitable viewing places beside the stream. Constantly, servants brought fruit plates, snacks, dishes and wine. While enjoying this rare calligraphy feast, people were tasting all kinds of delicious dishes. I have to say that their idea is really good. It's really fresh and refined to hold the birthday party in this way.

The old man is happy, too.

Others are popular and drink spicy, so we can't neglect these calligraphy masters. All the delicious dishes are placed beside us, and we are waiting for the upstream wine glass to flow down.

Ye Zizi grabs a handful of melon seeds, rattling. The elder brother also throws the melon seed skin into the stream in front of him. Looking at the melon seed skin flowing down slowly, ye feels very interesting.

The group of masters sitting on the other side almost didn't faint when they saw Ye Feng like this. Some of them who didn't know Ye Feng thought, where are these two lengzi? So casual?

Some people have heard of Ye Feng's name, so they think it's bullshit! Is this the famous Professor Ye in the literary world? It's too shameful for scholars!

Fortunately, it's not from our calligraphy circle, otherwise the calligrapher's demeanor will be lost by this guy!

The water speed in the upstream is still very fast. In a short time, a wooden boat carrying a glass of wine floats down slowly. There is a small red flag on the bow of the boat. When the boat drifted to them, the speed slowed down in vain. Everyone looked at the little red flag with a "Buddha" written in gold ink.

Looking at the word "Buddha", everyone pondered.

You know, although they are comparing calligraphy, calligraphy is never isolated. Calligraphy and classical literature are inseparable. For example, this kind of calligraphy competition is similar to poetry, poetry and Fu. It is necessary to have a specified scope, and the word "Buddha" is the scope.

Writing about Buddha or something related to Buddha.

But you can't Scribble. The calligraphy competition is not only about who writes better. If you dare to write such words as "ah, what a great Buddha", you will definitely be ridiculed to death. It can't be on the stage at all. You must write something elegant. This kind of modernization will not work.

However, the first reaction to the classic sentences related to Buddhism is the Buddhist scriptures, and the calligraphy of copying Buddhist scriptures in all dynasties can be found everywhere. However, not to mention that few of the people present can recite the Buddhist scriptures, it is not suitable for this occasion. After you finish writing the Buddhist scriptures, it is estimated that the sun will set.

Therefore, the Buddhist scriptures are definitely not good, and then there are only Buddhist poems and Buddhist verses left.

"The first question is not difficult."

"Well, Buddhist scriptures are certainly not suitable. There are not many Buddhist poems, but there are many Buddhist verses."

"It depends on what you know about Buddhism. If you don't know much about Buddhism, it will be difficult."

The onlookers whispered, and many interested people were thinking about the answer.

On the other side of the stream, a group of calligraphers are talking about it. Even Leng Mei, who is beside Ye Feng, is thinking about it.

On both sides of the Strait, Ye is the most leisurely and indulged in spitting melon seed skin into the stream.

Don't know how many people speechless looking at Ye Feng, this elder brother you he also too have no quality? Can you stop spitting melon seed skin in the stream!

No, that's not the point! The main reason is that you are too casual, right? Not in a hurry? You know how to eat, right? How delicious are melon seeds? Or is melon seed skin fun? At such a tense and exciting moment, can you stop patronizing!

Su Qi looked at Ye Feng, a little speechless, Su Ke's head began to sweat, Su Li was bigger than them, but he was calm, but the corners of his mouth could not help twitching. Those sisters, not to mention, all covered their foreheads one by one. They didn't know what they were feeling. At this time, Su Ning and Su Ling believed in Ye Feng.

At this time, a man stood up on the other side.

Everyone has pen, ink, paper and inkstone around him. They are ready for a long time, and they are on the table beside him.

The man stood up and said to the crowd with a smile, "Wang is not talented. Thanks to your colleagues, I will answer this question."

"It's Wang Yuan." President Hu over there murmured: "he really has a comparative study of Buddhism, and has transcribed the Vajra Sutra."

"Well, I don't know what he's going to write this time." Feng Lao also said lightly.

"Ha ha, it's useless to write anything, these people..." he said. President Hu shook his head helplessly, and the old Feng beside him also laughed bitterly.

Really, they don't write anything. Today, if these masters of calligraphy are not planted in Professor Ye's hands, I will take off their heads!

Over there, Wang Yuan moved his wrists, picked up the pen, dipped in ink, and wielded a brush.

After he finished writing, two waiters raised his ink treasure so that everyone could see it clearly.

He wrote a poem about Buddha.

When Buddhist monks come to ask about Buddhist principles, I say where this question starts.

The Buddha thought is who I am and what I am.

"Good word

"The poem is OK."

"Master Wang is really extraordinary. He didn't choose Buddhism."

"It's true that the number of words in Buddhist verse is usually too small, but it's inferior."

"This Buddhist poem is not bad, mainly because it's really well written."

"Mm-hmm. originally, Buddhist poetry was relatively unpopular, and the number was too small. This song should be regarded as a top-notch one. It's very hard for the Su family."

We talked in a low voice, trying to avoid affecting the game over there.

The boat carrying the wine cup in the stream has floated four fifths of the way, and is about to float out, but Ye Feng is not in a hurry to eat melon seeds.

"You come, I come?" Ye Feng laughs and spits the melon seed skin in the stream, squinting at Leng Mei Mei and asking.

"Brother in law." Leng Mei is very cold, and she speaks cleanly without any nonsense.

"All right."

Ye Feng answered and stood up. He held a handful of melon seeds in his left hand. He didn't even think about it. He picked up the pen with his right hand and dipped it in some ink. He brushed it directly. He felt that he had daubed it on the white rice paper. In less than 30 seconds, ye threw the pen and sat back to spit the melon seed skin in the stream.

One of the waiters next to him quickly lifted Ye Feng's masterpiece, but when the audience saw it, many people who didn't know much about calligraphy were confused and almost didn't vomit blood!

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