Beauty's Devil Guard

As soon as the words were settled, the three judges trembled.

It's like this. You're giving up? Is this the last game? This time, the three judges open their mouths and can put in the eggs.

After Deng Deng, Ling Fei and Xiong Hui voluntarily abstained. Then, he quickly went down the stairs. The wooden stairs were shaking, as if they were shaking everyone's heart on the third floor.

"Do you want to compete?" Xiao Yi coldly sat on the chair and looked at Liang Xiao, who was in a state of madness. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "if you are willing to compete, then start now."

Now Liang shook his head blankly, but he just laughed. Then, looking up at Xiao Yi, he murmured in a low voice, "what makes you bright? Ha ha ha... "

The shrill laughter showed a strong reluctance. Immediately, Liang Xiao spat out a big mouthful of blood. Depressed in the heart of unwilling, with this big mouth of blood spit out.

Liang Xiaoyi is known as a genius in calligraphy, and has been astonished since childhood. On top of calligraphy, it is all the way. At his age, it was quite a sensation to reach the title of sage of books. But now sitting in that chair, Xiao Yi is younger than him, and his handwriting is more natural and unrestrained.

Xiao Yi's words, people only need to take a look, will be convinced.

Therefore, Liang Xiao knows that it is meaningless to compare again. After a big mouthful of blood sprayed out, Liang Xiao is determined to turn down the stairs.

Along with his back, as the camera gradually faded away, Liang Xiao gave a firm low voice from the third floor: "Mr. Xiao is sitting on the third floor, and his calligraphy attainments are rare in the world. We are not worthy to sit beside him. In my opinion, Dong Yuanheng, Xu Jiayi and Yang Ruolan, all come down. You are not qualified to be his judges. "

The words were not very loud, but the strength of the words shocked people's eardrums, and there was a buzz. Everyone heard clearly, including Dong Yuanheng, who was sitting on the judges' bench.

There was a stir and an uproar in the media. The muscles on one face after another all twitched a lot.

, and the three judges, a long face. Buttocks as if a nail was born in an instant, can no longer sit. Although Liang Xiao's words are not pleasant, they are reasonable.

In calligraphy, they are not qualified to be Xiao Yi's judges. Even though they are all very old, they are regardless of age in art.

The quiet needles on the third floor can be heard.

After a long time, there was a sound of cool air.

Hiss, hiss

One after another, like waves after waves.

However, Xiao Yi is still calm, sitting in a chair.

Listening to the sound of one after another, Xiao Yi suddenly stood up. He went to a table and opened the rice paper. Hang your wrist high and lift the wolf's hair. He wrote in ink and flaunted Fang Qiu.

"Lying on the knees of a drunken beauty, waking up and holding the power of the world. I'm everywhere, but no one knows where I am. This is my world... "

Xiao Yi is full of vigor and vitality, and is in full bloom.

Every word from Xiao Yi's mouth is sonorous and forceful, landing with sound. The power contained in the words makes everyone can't help looking up at Xiao Yi.

Looking at the wolf hair in his hand, it seemed to be a powerful weapon. Looking at that young face, there was a burning light. Looking at such a young man, he stood upright on the third floor and stood upright.

Xiao Yi's works are like a great river.

When the last word is settled, Xiao Yi flicks his finger. The wolf's hair was thrown into the inkstone by Xiao Yi, splashing a little ink. Then, Xiao Yi held up a pair of words that he had just written in his hand, and said: "although the other three players have abstained, I still submitted my works according to the procedure of the competition. Now, I want you to have a look. Can I be called a scholar

A pair of eyes, settled in the hands of Xiao Yi that pair of words.

Fresh and elegant, vigorous and powerful, full of strength, beautiful and tall. A pen down, the view is like runaway horse flying in the sky and gone; like a dragon flying in the sky, flowing and moving. It comes from nothing and belongs to emptiness. Between the lines, it starts at the turning point, flows through the clouds and water, swings vertically and horizontally, skillfully, jumps up and down, and combines hardness with softness; the hidden front is slightly exposed, the exposed front is also implicit, the vertical exposed pen ends abruptly, like a sharp knife cutting, the hanging needle pen ends with positive and side, or curved or straight; the lifting and pressing is clear, and the pulling wire is strong; it is thick and fibrous, neither perverse nor surly, neither middle nor side, neither dry nor moist.

"The sage of books."

Two very loud voices resounded in the third floor, deep and long.

Only two words, but like a thousand troops in front of a general roar.

At this moment, all the people in the hall were shouting out with one voice. Xiao Yi finally won the recognition of everyone and the recognition from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, they are all tacit understanding of the mouth long roar out these two words.In fact, Xiao Yi became a new scholar.

The flash slapped on Xiao Yi's face. Xiao Yi, like a victorious general, got the most enthusiastic and sensational praise.

Just in this old pen studio, Xiao Yi's life once again reached a high point. In the old house of old secretary Zhang Weimin, Zhao Xing is the same as usual. According to Xiao Yi's prescription for tonic, I decoct the medicine myself.

Cook slowly over a warm fire.

Zhao Xingren seriously fried this pair of medicine, holding an old Pu fan, painstakingly fanning the fire under the medicine pot. Although with the economic strength of Zhangjia, there is no pressure to hire a servant to decoct medicine.

However, Zhao Xing's ten years have been like a day, and everything has been done by himself. This is a kind of protection, a kind of protection for the old secretary.

After decocting the medicine, Zhao Xing went upstairs carefully with the medicine pot in hand, and went to Secretary Zhang's room upstairs.

Zhao Xing attached great importance to the medicine as if it were a holy thing. Hold in front of the chest, eyes staring at the can of medicine.

Up the stairs, out of the stairway. All of a sudden, Zhao Xing covers his stomach in pain. He feels that his stomach is as painful as his heart. However, Zhao Xing still insisted on holding the pot of medicine, leaving his forehead dripping with sweat.

However, the pain in the stomach is like ten thousand needles penetrating the heart. Finally, Zhao Xing couldn't help it and said, "Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan..."

There was no response. Zhang Yuanyuan was out of the door at this moment. According to the list written by Xiao Yi, she personally went to work for the old secretary Zhang Weimin. The traditional Chinese medicine at home has been drunk up again.

Anyway, according to the usual situation, the old secretary will habitually have a long sleep.

Zhang Yuan was very relieved to go out.

Zhao Xing called for a while, but did not hear a response. But the pain in my stomach is like a knife. He couldn't stand it any more and put the can of Chinese medicine on the balcony. Finally, he ran into the toilet quickly.

Zhao Xing stood up in vain after a series of ups and downs.

After a long breath, Zhao Xing felt the pain in his stomach. After washing your hands, go back to the balcony. After checking the can of Chinese medicine, we found that it had not been touched.

Zhao Xing has been following the old secretary for so many years. He has always been cautious in his life. So, after he came back, he carefully checked the traditional Chinese medicine on the balcony.

After all, over the years, Zhang Weimin has had many enemies.

Therefore, Zhao Xing developed the habit of prudence. After discovering that can of traditional Chinese medicine on the balcony, there is no problem. Zhao xingcai picked up the pot of traditional Chinese medicine again and quickly walked to the old secretary's room.

After a while in the room, I saw the old secretary wake up. Zhao xingcai held the old secretary Zhang Weimin by the bed and poured a bowl of the pot of traditional Chinese medicine. After blowing the hot air gently, I feel that the hot air in the bowl has been blown away. Zhao Xing filled the old secretary with a spoon and gently delivered it to Zhang Weimin: "old secretary, drink the medicine. Drink it and you'll be fine soon. "

Every time Zhao Xing gave medicine to the old secretary Zhang Weimin, he would say this.

I don't know whether to comfort the old secretary or to comfort myself.

"Will it be all right?" The old secretary looked at Zhao Xing with a smile but not a smile, and said in a low voice: "well, you see, I'm not a ghost. How can I go back to the world. In this life, I have no regrets and I am worthy of the people. The only one who owes is you. I've been following me for so many years without a wife or a daughter. I'm really worried. "

With tears rolling down his eyes, Zhao Xing choked: "old secretary, you saved my life. I still remember that you took great pains to overturn the case for me. Ever since that time, I've been willing to be an ox and a horse for you all my life. After staying with the old secretary for more and more time, I find that such a good official as the old secretary is really worth serving for me all my life. "

At that time, Zhao Xing offended the authority and was sentenced to prison. After Zhang Weimin, the old secretary, worked hard to save Zhao Xing. When Zhao Xing saw that his family was broken and there was no place to go, he was accompanied by all living beings.

"You." After listening to these words, the old secretary shook his head reluctantly and said, "what do you want to do about him? It's just that I know what I've suffered for you over the years. "

"All right." It seems that after the old secretary and Zhao Xing are reluctant to drink the medicine, they will drink it gently

The old secretary looked at the steaming soup in front of him, and his eyes drifted away. Then, he gently shook his head again and said, "no, No. I felt death waiting for me at the door. Just in these two days, I will go west. I think it's better for me to leave with dignity. After drinking it again, I'll go there with a smell of medicine. "