Beauty's Devil Guard

Xu Jiayi's silence for several times finally made Yang Ruolan and Dong Yuanheng look up.

When he saw that Xu Jiayi was petrified, he looked at the words on the desk with a dull face. Finally, he reached out and pushed Xu Jiayi: "old Xu, what's the matter? I asked you a question. "

This time, Xu Jiayi came back from the artistic conception of that pair of words.

As soon as Xu Jiayi woke up, he put out his hand and slapped it on the desk in front of him. He opened his mouth and roared: "good words, good words, peerless good words."

His face was excited and his voice was excited.

It's like an old bachelor who has been fighting for 30 years. Suddenly one night, she saw Lin Zhiling lying naked beside her. I can't help foaming and yelling at the beauty, beauty!

When Dong Yuanheng and Yang Ruolan saw the steady old Xu, they were so excited. Immediately, he said with a bitter smile: "over the years, we have seen a hundred copies of Chinese characters instead of a thousand. What kind of words have we not read yet? Look at your hopeless excitement. "

Then, Dong Yuanheng got close to him. He looked down at the words on the table, only after a glance. This Dong Yuanheng is not attracted, the whole person is like a dead fish standing beside Xu Jiayi, motionless. All of the mind, are concentrated in front of that cursive.

The atmosphere stolen between the lines is like the emperor sitting on the Dragon chair, and the officials kneeling down to surrender. Let Dong Yuanheng is breathing slightly a burst of suffocation, mouth spit out a heat.

As soon as Yang Ruolan saw this scene, he rushed to it. Then he took a look at the scene. At that moment, Yang Ruolan couldn't move her eyes.

That pair of words, all of a sudden occupied her mind. In her eyes, every stroke of that pair of words is so uncanny and perfect.

For a moment, Yang Ruolan and Dong Yuanheng are immersed in it. Only Xu Jiayi, who looked like a madman, beat the table in front of him with his fist and roared out: "good words, good words. This is the real cursive script. It can save the outline of the characters and damage the rules of the official. It can run freely and quickly. I'm ashamed to call myself a cursive writer! "

After that, it seems that Xu Jiayi still has some emotions that are hard to restrain. The whole person looks like a madman, pushing away the huge stack of words in front of him.

With a crash, Xu Jiayi lifted all the thick sheets of Chinese characters to the ground.

"It's rubbish. I can't see it. I don't want to get out of here. " Xu Jiayi's roaring voice resounded again in the room.

After reading Xiao Yi's cursive script, Xu Jiayi has no taste for other words. So, simply abandon it, angrily pushed to the ground.

Xu Jiayi's disturbance quickly awakened Dong Yuanheng and Yang Ruolan.

After hearing Xu Jiayi's words, Dong Yuanheng, President of the association of calligraphers of this hall, followed closely and pushed the thick stack of letters in front of him to the ground.

After an uproar, a thick stack of words all spread. Then, it was spread on the ground in disorder.

And Dong Yuanheng immediately, mouth long roar: "this is some what bullshit thing, it is dirty my eyes. If you don't read these words, you can't read them. "

Today, Yang Ruolan, who is wearing blue and white porcelain cheongsam, also ignores her own style. Hard to his chest desk on a thick stack of words, all are pushed to the ground.

One by one, all the words flew up. Like a colorful butterfly, dancing in front of her.

Yang Ruolan, with a red face and a heavy breath, screamed in a hoarse voice: "I've been in the book Association for so many years, and I've seen countless good words. This pair of words, most of my heart. I just don't know what will happen if this writer writes regular script? Otherwise, I have to worship him as an apprentice. "

If the three judges knew that this was written in less than five minutes by the 19-year-old Xiao Yi, the boss of the old pen studio. It is estimated that the three judges will go crazy and run away on the spot.

The scene suddenly solidified, three judges in the room to release their own restless heart.

The audience were all nervous, and the crowd of onlookers was outside the street. This is the last chance of the first round. They are all quite curious about who and how many people will be promoted to the second level this time. Even though they have been waiting for so long, it hasn't come down yet. This makes them invisible, are nervous taut body.

Only Xiao Yi had just sat on the desk and closed his eyes. What happened around him can no longer be seen in his eyes and disturb his mind.

"Look at that stupid boy, he has given up, ha ha."

This meeting, into the old pen studio that a bird injured the staff of the book Association. Seeing Xiao Yi sitting on the table, he closed his eyes and looked silly. Immediately, the cold voice began to laugh.

At this time, there was a sound of footwork at the end of the stairs.This last chance, in the end, goes to whose family. For a moment, they let everyone take a breath and looked at the stairway.

This time, it was not the staff in the blue uniform who came down. It was the skinny Xu Jiayi, who glanced at the dense crowd in the hall. Then, full of Zhongqi, he began to shout: "who is Xiao Yi?"

Sitting on the desk, Xiao Yi blinked his eyes and said lazily, "I am."

On hearing this sound, Xu Jiayi quickly looked up. In that turbid eyes, a trace of essence and expectation flashed. However, after seeing the young Xiao Yi, Xu Jiayi's face changed slightly. Holding the pair of words that Xiao Yi had just written, he slowly walked over, opened the pair of words and asked, "did you write this?"

Xiao Yi curled his lips: "isn't my name written on it? I know what I'm asking. "

If other people say this in front of Xu Jiayi, then Xu Jiayi will blow this person out on the spot. However, this Xu Jiayi is still patient, good words asked: "I just want you to make sure that this pair of words is yours?"

Xiao Yi nodded and said, "I wrote it. How about it?"

After getting this confirmation from Xiao Yi, Xu Jiayi finally stepped back five steps. Then, looking at Xiao Yi in horror, he said no words and just absorbed the air conditioner.

In Xu Jiayi's mind, he imagined that the person who wrote this word countless times was an old man with white hair and beard, a mature and steady middle-aged man, or a gentle and mature businessman.

However, I never imagined that the person who wrote such a word was such a beautiful young man.

Now, the audience at the gate of laobizhai are all unidentified, so they all stretch their necks and look here inexplicably. I don't understand why the last judge came downstairs in person. As a rule, this kind of notification will be done by someone. For example, Xu Jiayi, the great master of calligraphy, should not come down to run errands.

In the midst of everyone's astonishment, Xu Jiayi suddenly bowed to Xiao Yi, bowed and said respectfully: "Sir, this pair of words you wrote has completely conquered our three judges. The writing is full of vigour, intricate changes and the combination of reality and falsehood. Let's broaden our horizons. I've been the judge of the national calligraphy competition for ten years. It's the most perfect pair of characters I've ever seen. "

In an instant, laobizhai fell into silence inside and outside.

There was no sound, not even a breath. The sun shone into laobizhai and shone on the frightened and pale faces.

All of them looked at Xiao Yi and murmured to themselves, "it's impossible, it's impossible."

Only Xiao Yi smile, mouth is very honest way: "that is just using my level of six points, if I give full play to. It's guaranteed that the words will be more full of form and spirit. "

Xu Jiayi was slightly shocked and had no doubt about Xiao Yi's words. Instead, he was overjoyed and said excitedly: "since Mr. Xiao has not fully displayed his ability, let's invite Mr. Xiao to go directly to the third floor. I hope that Mr. Xiao and others will be able to complete better works. "

Everyone in this moment is crazy shook his head, dull Leng in place. You can hear it clearly on the second floor.

Under normal circumstances, this calligraphy competition should be the first floor over the second floor, and finally arrive at the third floor for a fight. But now Xiao Yi jumps directly to the second floor and goes directly to the third floor.

Tut Tut, all of them cast envious eyes to Xiao Yi. There are too few opportunities for such exceptional extraction. This calligraphy competition, only Xiao Yi has this honor.

Let the chief judge directly go downstairs to welcome Xiao Yi to the third floor.

This kind of glory is absolutely incomparable to others. Therefore, at this moment, the camera focuses on Xiao Yi and captures the brilliant scene of Xiao Yi. The shutter snapped and the flash flashed continuously, illuminating Xiaoyi's face, and fixing Xiaoyi's glory in the photo.

Xiaoyi gently smile, arched his hand: "let's go, go up."

So, Xiao Yi took the lead and walked up to the third floor. Xu Jiayi followed, still bent and respectful.

Standing in the crowd, the injured staff member remembers the initial scorn, ridicule and slander of Xiao Yi. Then, look at Xiao Yi's figure disappearing at the stairway.

That face changed again and again, and finally became as ugly as the congested pig liver.