I’m Really a Superstar

what?

One person is enough? The tone is too big.

Why is President Wu so confident today?

Everyone is happy, and a lot of watching the excitement is also exciting.

Master Wei smiled and smiled at Wu Zeqing. "It seems that Xiao Wu’s recent calligraphy skills have been entered yet? Then we can’t really underestimate it?”

Wu Zeqing laughed and said nothing.

Master Zhou has no words for a long time, "Xiao Wu, are you sure you don't want anyone?"

Wu Zeqing nodded slightly. "Oh, no need."

Master Zhou did not know what to do. He always wanted to help Wu Zeqing, at least to make the scene fairer, so that the game was wonderful. However, Wu Zeqing’s attitude has made many people wonder. Many people around him don’t understand it. Wu Zeqing’s skill is everyone’s recognition. She knows that she is not worse than most of the calligraphers present, as long as Wu Zeqing does not Slack, another ten or twenty years, the name of the domestic calligraphy masters will be Wu Zhiqing No.1, but now it is not a decade or so, now Wu Zeqing is opposite to dozens of calligraphers and a master of calligraphy. She thought that she could really win so many people alone? So big?

Still one person is enough?

What is enough? It’s not enough to return dozens of people.

Everyone thought that Wu Zeqing’s words "one person is enough" said Wu Zeqing himself.

It’s only Su Na’s clear that the “one person is enough” in the mouth of President Wu’s mouth is probably not her, but the only teammate behind her.

Teacher Zhang?

Although he just said it...

But he really knows calligraphy? He said, President Wu really believes?

Su Na’s fist raised to the other side was a gesture of cheering for President Wu and Teacher Zhang. At this time, of course, she did not stand on her father’s side, and there were fewer bullies and bullies. Su Na’s position was also very firm, and then she scorned her father with contempt.

Su Dad coughed.

Other calligraphers are also exposed.

"I don't miss one of them anyway. I will watch the fun next to me."

"I have to forget, old, and drink tea."

"So many people, not bad for me, haha, I don't bully others Xiao Wu, even if I am bullied, I still have to bully, it is not appropriate.

“It’s just a mess, it’s fun.”

"Come on, I will take a break."

On time, several people voluntarily quit. Since President Wu does not need teammates, they sit next to watch the battle, and no one helps.

However, the gap in the number is still too big.

Master Zhou took a moment and said: "I was thinking about each of the 20 games, but the number is a bit disparate, or else it is better than three games?"

Wu Zeqing said: "Zhou Lao, how come come or how come, I can not break the usual rules."

It’s a little less than three games, and it’s not enough. After all, today is the annual meeting of the founding of the Calligraphy Association. If it’s not lively and boring, Master Zhou said: “Since Xiao Wu said this, well, let me know. Let's fold one, more than ten games, the winner is higher, how?"

Wu Zeqing said: "Listen to the old arrangements."

"Well, let's get started, huh, huh." Master Wei also said.

Master Zhou clears his throat, loudly: "Someone may be coming for the first time. Let me explain the rules first, or the method of grasping the title. The two teams will each grab each time. After the problem is confirmed, the game will start. Answered within ten minutes, and should be accompanied by the requirements of the title. If it is a long poem or a long text, you can extend the answer time according to a certain degree. Each question can not exceed 20 minutes in principle. The specific judgment rules are determined by me. I can still judge my style in the week, huh, huh, so everyone can be completely assured of fairness."

"You are laughing at Zhou Lao."

"Yeah, of course rest assured"

"If you are unfair, no one will be fair."

Everyone laughed and said a few times. Once the master character and qualifications of Zhou were there, secondly, this color head is the work provided by Master Zhou. Of course, he has the right to be the judge.

"Thank you for your love and trust." Master Zhou said with a smile, he greeted his disciples and brought in two small wooden boxes that had been prepared for a long time. There were small stacks of papers inside, which could not be seen outside. The writing inside should be the scope of the test.

Wu Zeqing and Zhang Wei were seated.

I saw her laughing sideways. "Ten games, half of one?"

Zhang Yan shrugged his shoulders. "I don't care."

"Good." Wu Zeqing smiled lowly: "I really like the word of Master Zhou."

Zhang Wei spit out the melon skin. "I will fight with you anyway today. That word will definitely help you win back. It’s just that I didn't prepare your birthday present. It's alive."

Wu Zeqing looked at him, "It is difficult."

"Try it." Zhang Wei is actually not at the end, but he is not inferior.

Oh, your Wei’s birthday is a birthday. My mother’s birthday is not a birthday. Nonsense, my buddy still does not believe this evil today.

Bullying me

I don’t care if I bully others.

Can you bully Lao Wu with a group of calligraphers with heads and faces? That can't be done

In fact, to be honest, the other party’s gang did not bully Wu Zeqing’s meaning. Wu Zeqing’s leadership level, they did not dare, mainly to give Master Wei a face, the old man’s life and the young people’s birthday. The importance is different. However, Zhang Wei had this temper, it was a gunpowder barrel, and it was fried at a point. He didn't care about this one. This time he was going to fight for a face of President Wu. According to the far and near, the Zhang Hao must also help Lao Wu.

The arrest began.

Master Zhou was sitting in the middle of it, shaking a small box with one hand, "Come on?"

Master Wei sat next to him, reached out and grabbed one, and opened the note with a word on it - Zeng.

Wu Zeqing also gently got up and walked up gracefully. He squeezed his hand and took a small note from the second box and spread it out to Master Zhou. The above is two words - the first word.

Master Zhou announced at the moment: "The first topic came out, you must use EG EG" or Zeng (EG second) as the first word to write a poem

Their calligraphy competition seems to be a comparison of calligraphy. Actually, it is not just that. If you write a "Mr. Zeng is a good man," this is not a scene, so you don’t have to say that the title of their game is written. If you don’t follow the allusions and the ancient poems written in the poems, you must also write the ancient poems in accordance with the regulations. Modern words or epigrams can’t be done. Rules, otherwise what restrictions are there on these topics? Just to increase the difficulty

"Where?"

"Or the first word?"

"This first question is not difficult."

"But it's not easy. See how you can answer it on both sides."

People who look at the excitement think about it, and they answer it in their hearts.

Wu Zeqing came back, and casually said to Zhang Wei: "There were many words in the poems, but there are not many famous ones. They are some small poems. This question is not easy to answer. Calligraphy is more than words. Interested, if the text is not chosen well, it will be useless to write the words well. Let me think about it."

Master Wei is thinking about a bunch of people.

Wu Zeqing also repeatedly pondered the answer.

Zhang Wei did not react at all. The melon seeds were one by one, and they were comfortable. There was a little artist's demeanor. It looked like a master who came to eat and drink.

The people around me are crying and laughing at the only teammate of President Wu, this is your pig teammate, just to make up for you? The melon seeds have not stopped, have you not eaten in your life? Such an exciting time of the game, you said that you do not help Wu Zeqing to come out with ideas, your team should be out soon, you are also a bit of a game spirit can not be achieved? There are melon seeds in your eyes.

Su Na is also sweating, and Teacher Zhang is too leisurely.

Master Zhou laughed: "The five-minute countdown has begun."

The desk and the pen and ink baskets are all ready, and they are placed between the two people.

Opposite, a middle-aged man suddenly stood up one step, quite self-channel: "I am coming to this question, Wei Lao?"

When Master Wei saw him, "Xiao Wang wants to shoot? Ok, I wish you a victory."

Teacher Wang moved his wrist. "Now, naturally, I will take the first game."

There is no famous poem in the beginning of the word. Choosing a poem has become a problem. You must know the poem at least and then you can recite it. This is also a difficult time for the game. It is not allowed to search the Internet. The meaning of the game, so this comparison is sometimes not just personal calligraphy skills, there are many considerations, so the number of teams is naturally an absolute advantage, because no one can master so much memory so good at All famous poems that are well-known and well-known are to be brainstormed. So the teacher Wang in the team of Master Wei came forward to answer the question. He happened to know an ancient poem at the beginning of the previous word. There is no title. It is a small poem recorded in the ancient text. The artistic conception is not too good, but it is not bad.

He started writing:

Once the craps were three sides of the static, the new gift of ginseng six meanings poor.

In the evening, Wenchang knows that there is a month, and pity is like being in the tower.

Falling pen, Teacher Wang smiled and looked at Wu Zeqing, "Mr. Wu, should you?"

"good word"

"The poem is not bad."

"Sister Wu is hanging."

"This poem should be the most famous one in the poems that have been headed. It is also relatively well-known. Teacher Wang has already written, what does President Wu write?"

Everyone whispered to avoid the sound affecting the game in the field.

Master Zhou looked at the watch, "There are still three minutes."

Wu Zeqing communicated with Zhang Wei. "I know a word, but the mood is not enough. It is worse than Wang. There is no supporting story. If you write it, you will not necessarily win."

Zhang Wei asked: "Where am I coming?"

Wu Zeqing yelled at him. "Do you remember a better poem at the beginning of the word? I haven't seen your calligraphy skills, or you can tell me, I will write."

Zhang Yidao: "I don't remember, I don't often read ancient poems. Since you said that you didn't have a better poem, you certainly have no better." For Wu Zeqing's judgment, Zhang Wei believes.

Wu Zeqing calmly said: "If you don't, how do you write?"

Zhang Yili said of course: "But I can write it myself."

"Write it yourself?" Wu Zeqing smiled. "Okay, look at you."