Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

   Chapter 585 585. Down to the end (35)

   Calligraphy competition area.

  There are a total of 140 calligraphy contestants, seven kinds of calligraphy, each of which has about 20 students, all of whom are students of Daling who have attained calligraphy skills.

  The three judges are all highly respected seniors in the calligraphy world.

  Wang Lingxi sat in the middle, with one judge on the left and one on the right.

  The judge on the left said, "I heard that Yuan Baozhang asked Chu Qingzhi for advice before the competition, and she made rapid progress. Do you think it's true?"

  The judge on the right said, "Yes, calligraphy is a process that accumulates over time. Is it too exaggerated to improve by leaps and bounds with just a few pointers?"

  Wang Lingxi smiled, and said unhurriedly, "Whether it is true or not, everyone will know after a while."

  The judge on the right said, "How about we make a bet?"

  The judge on the left showed some interest and said, "What are you betting on?"

  Wang Lingxi smiled and said, "What is the lottery?"

  The judge on the right said, "Whether Gambling Yuan Baozhang's calligraphy can be rated as the top two, what do you think?"

  Yuan Baozhang's calligraphy is good, but in the capital, everyone knows that his calligraphy can only be rated as the top three, and last year's competition was the top three.

   Wang Lingxi and the judges on the left agree.

  The judge on the right continued, "If you're lucky, how about selling a copy of your calligraphy collection to help the poor?"

  Wang Lingxi nodded and said with a smile, "This is a good prize, I agree."

  The judge on the left said, "I bet Yuan Baozhang won't be able to enter the second class."

  The judge on the right said, "I also bet that he can't enter the second class."

   After speaking, the two looked at Wang Lingxi together.

  Wang Lingxi thought of the seven ink treasures hanging in his home, and said decisively, "I bet Yuan Baozhang can enter the second grade."

  The judges on the left and right smiled, and the judge on the left said, "Then we will just wait for the result."

  Yuan Baozhang is good at running script. The three judges made a bet, so as soon as the calligraphy competition ended, the first thing they read was running script.

  Calligraphy does not write everyone's name, only the number, anonymous.

  The contestants stand aside, waiting for the results to be announced.

  Wang Lingxi took a piece of calligraphy at random and appraised it carefully. After a period of time, he scored it as a middle grade, and the other two judges scored it as a lower grade and a higher grade.

   With B-Shang, some people are starting to get nervous and don’t want to be at the bottom!

  Wang Lingxi picked up a piece of calligraphy at random again. Upon closer inspection, his eyes could not help but shine.

  Picking up the pen, he scored the top grade.

  When everyone saw the ratings, they couldn't help but lift up their spirits, and they got the first rank.

   It took an incense stick of time for several judges to read all the calligraphy in running script.

  Wang Lingxi looked up, "Yuan Baozhang, which one is your calligraphy?"

  Yuan Baozhang bowed his hands and said, "No. 15."

  The three judges immediately searched for the calligraphy on No. 15, but they didn't expect it to be the one Wang Lingxi liked.

  When the judges saw the scores, their eyes widened slightly, and they secretly thought, "We lost. Yuan Baozhang not only entered the top three, but also got a top score. It seems that the rumors are true.

  Wang Lingxi looked at the calligraphy again, and asked with a smile, "Yuan Baozhang, what grade do you think you can get this time?"

  Thirteen-year-old Yuan Baozhang is young and energetic, and he still doesn't know how to restrain his edge, so he said very energetically, "Mr. Jia."

  Wang Lingxi smiled and said, "Congratulations, you are the best."

   Without Chu Qingzhi's guidance, Yuan Baozhang would not dare to say that, but now, he has the confidence, and after hearing Wang Lingxi's words, he was slightly excited, "Thank you, Mr. Wang."

   "It's you who have real talents, but you can't be proud. Keep working hard in the future."

"Yes, sir."

  Beside Yuan Baozhang, someone immediately congratulated him, "Master Yuan San, I didn't expect you to improve so fast, otherwise I would like to ask for advice?"

   "It's too important to ask for advice, it's okay to have a discussion."

   "Then let's find a time later and have a good discussion?"

   "Okay, you set a time."

   "Master Yuan San is refreshing..."

  …

   Go competition area.

  There is only one table left to compete, and this table is Chu Xuyuan and Lin Jixian.

  This was a common occurrence in the past, but the rest were top-level contestants, like the two children who went down to the end, which was the first time.

  Everyone stood at the entrance of the competition area and stretched their necks to see.

   "Chu Xuyuan, I didn't expect to end up with you in a draw."

   "Didn't you say you were going to beat me?"

   "Isn't it okay to express your wish?" He didn't expect Chu Xuyuan to be so strong. Whenever he was about to win, Chu Xuyuan would always turn defeat into victory, and it ended like this.

   "That's really embarrassing, your wish will come true."

  Lin Jixian, "..."

  Chu Qingzhi and Chu Xuyao ​​were still standing there waiting for Chu Xuyuan, and one after another, the Chu family gathered.

  Li Qingyu glanced around, "Is Xu Yuan still playing chess?"

  Chu Qingzhi said, "It should be almost over."

  Grandpa Chu didn't understand the meaning of going down to the end. Seeing that everyone was waiting for them, he frowned and said, "This guy, why are you holding back?"

  The people around looked at Grandpa Chu helplessly. This is really a powerful performance. Why did he get rejected instead?

  Seeing that everyone was looking at them, Chu Rong couldn't help but tugged at Grandpa Chu's sleeve, "Father, don't talk, it will make people laugh later."

  Grandfather Chu nodded, "I won't say anything."

  Chu Xuyuan put down the last piece on the board, "A draw!"

  Lin Jixian took a deep breath. Chu Xuyuan had only learned chess for a few months, and he actually had a draw with him. After all, he lost. He reluctantly said, "Congratulations."

  Chu Xuyuan pretended not to understand the meaning of Lin Jixian's words, "I congratulate you too."

  Lin Jixian didn't say anything anymore, feeling very unhappy, afraid that he would lose his temper if he couldn't control his anger at Chu Xuyuan.

  The master walked over to look at the chessboard, and then at the two children, "It's very good, I will continue to compete in the afternoon."

   "I know Master, thank you Master." Chu Xuyuan got up to thank, and then hurriedly walked towards his family, "I kept everyone waiting for a long time, let's go, I'm hungry."

  Li Qingyu patted Chu Xuyuan on the shoulder, but she didn't understand, "Why did you get to the end?"

  Chu Xuyuan puffed out his chest and said proudly, "Because every time I save myself from danger."

   Everyone smiled and walked outside together.

  …

   Piyong.

  The emperor handed Tang Jinghong two sheets of paper full of words on the table, "Tang Aiqing, take a look."

   These two pieces of paper were written by Xu Guannan and Jiang Zhanglin respectively. They had no names, and the handwriting was equally beautiful. It was hard to tell who was who.

  Tang Jinghong took the paper in his hand and skimmed it roughly, "Your Majesty, I think the writing is pretty good, and it's on par."

  The emperor nodded, "I think so too."

  (end of this chapter)