I’m Really a Superstar

Backyard.

The atmosphere is lit

The poem given by the youth of sunglasses is so amazing to everyone.

Zhang Wei sat back to drink tea. Only he knew that this work is certainly not a general poem. This is the fourth of the "Five Thoughts of the First", the works of Yuan Zhen, especially the first verse, even in Zhang Wei. The well-known sayings of the earth have been used in many works of art and film, and their value and influence are evident. It is a poem that is very precious in the history of his world poetry.

If it still won't win?

That slap in the face and forget it.

Master Zhou coughed aloud, indicating that everyone was quiet, and then said: "The first game is over, um, I will announce below that the winner is..."

Teacher Wang smiled and didn't fall down: "You don't have to say it, I lost my heart."

Master Zhou nodded with a smile. "Xiao Wang, your calligraphy is also very good. There are more 'meanings than last year. If you have time, you can communicate."

Teacher Wang got up and spirited. "I have a lot of questions to ask you for advice."

Walking back to the team of Master Wei, many people began to tease Teacher Wang.

"Pharaoh, can't you do it?"

"Oh, lose to the younger generation."

It’s all friends who have a good relationship with him. It’s a joke.

Teacher Wang reluctantly said: "There is no way. The young people are too powerful now. After the waves of the Yangtze River, the waves are going forward. You can be careful when you play."

One end.

A new one is coming.

The treasures of Zhang Wei and Wang’s teacher were taken to the sun, and new rice paper was laid on the table.

Wu Zeqing sat and smiled. "Xiao Zhang, you gave me a surprise. You are not saying that your calligraphy skills are not high? Who wrote the words?"

Zhang Yihan said: "I am writing."

Wu Zeqing said: "The game behind will not be easy."

Zhang Weidao: "Nothing, anyway, I am fortunate not to be insulted, first take the next one, then back later, anyway, you have to press it." Also took a flattering.

Hey, my buddy is getting smarter now.

Seeing President Wu and the young man talking and laughing, the dozens of calligraphers of Wei’s team have been serious. They have put down the minds of the light enemy and are ready to fight with them. In fact, the level of these people can create ancient poetry on the spot. There are no more than a dozen and seven or eight people. You can also create ancient poems by grasping the qualifications given by the title. You don’t have to stick to the predecessors’ classics, but your own creation is risky. Second, if there is no inspiration, there is no good work. The young people’s skills have just been seen. The poem, 80% is his super-level play, and the inspiration bursts out. It can’t be a normal state of his level, so these people are not afraid, and they are many people. So many people are better than the other two? Isn't that a joke?

Master Zhou smiled and said: "The second game begins, grab it."

This time, Wu Zeqing first grabbed the note - it was empty, and there was no word. The meaning should be that she had no problem restrictions.

Master Wei also smoked one - the backyard flower.

Zhang Yi looked at it and said, "How do you have such a slutty problem?"

Master Zhou said: "The second game, the subject limits the backyard flowers, can begin."

"I will come this time." Wu Zeqing smiled and went up to touch the brush and began to write.

The people over Master Wei responded slowly, but a veteran comrade who was about 50 years old also quickly came out. "This is handed over to me."

"Mr. Feng?"

"You want to go too?"

"You definitely have no problem."

"Mr. Feng will win the flag."

I don't know what Mr. Feng is anxious, and quickly went up to write it. Even the ink is just a sloppy one. But although he went later than Wu Zeqing, but writing is fast, it is cursive

Su Na knows the man, "Hey? Isn’t Feng Shushu not good at writing?"

There is a person next to her who understands, "Yes, but you will know when you look at it."

Wu Zeqing is awkward and slows down

Zhang Wei discovered that the two of them wrote exactly the same.

"Hyatt Flower", also known as "Yushu Houting Flower", the name of the sound of the country, is the palace poetry, the process of the dynasty is also the process of this poem prevailing in the palace. Zhang Wei, the world also has "Yushu Houting Flower". The wind evaluation is not good. It seems that there are similar works in this world. Zhang Wei glanced at it, which is not the same as his "Yushu Houting Flower" on the earth. Different, but the meaning is similar, it is enjoyment, extravagance

Suddenly, Mr. Feng smiled and wrote down. "Sorry, Xiao Wu, I will finish writing one."

Master Zhou looked at Mr. Feng and said: "According to the usual practice, our calligraphy competition can't take the same works. It was written by Lao Feng, so Xiao Wu can't use your calligraphy."

Hey

Playing yin

Why don’t you say that it was written by Lao Wu?

Zhang Wei is mad, and there are such regulations? No wonder that Mr. Feng’s monkey eagerly rushed over, and used the fastest written cursive writing speed? This is the idea to be in the pit Wu Zeqing. The poems written by them are not short. This has taken three minutes. If Wu Zeqing rewrites another poem, it may not be too late to write. Hey, I will go. Your sister's

Wu Zeqing looked at Mr. Feng and smiled: "Mr. Feng is not paying attention."

Mr. Feng smiled a few times. "No way, in history, there is such a "backyard flower". If you write, I haven't written it yet. It's not that I hang you, Xiao Wu, haha, this is the question. There is a problem, this squatting is too clear, clearly is to see who is the fastest to finish, if you write faster than me, I will admit defeat, your line is very popular, my cursive can not compare with you, Take a stack of books to compare with you." A smile, Mr. Feng shook his own work, said: "I am not reading it again? In fact, I can sing it, but there is no string accompaniment, singing is not good." Is a poem, also a song, very famous

Still sing?

You have a fart

Zhang Yuzhong replays the tea cup

Judge Zhou said: "There is still a minute and a half, Xiao Wu, are you still writing?"

Su Na also almost got a sigh of blood. How did Feng Shushu do this? She decided to meet her face and pretend not to know him. It’s too much to lose the artist’s face. Then look at the people’s Wu’s cultivating, and this is not the case. Not angry

Wu Zeqing put down the pen. "It’s too late to write. In this game, I can only..."

I’m about to admit defeat, Zhang Hao’s demise has passed, and I don’t want to mention picking up the brush. I write on the rice paper.

Wu Zeqing glanced and smiled and let it go aside.

“Can I change temporarily?” asked Mr. Feng.

Master Zhou said: "It is a team competition, naturally." He is also a little speechless. Old Feng's old disrespect, the heart said a game only, as for it.

Mr. Feng said: "Well, I also want to see what the young man can write about the poems of the back court. I also have a long experience, hehehe."

Everyone doesn't know what Zhang Wei can write, and there is no time.

But the next moment, Mr. Feng’s little yellow fangs can’t be laughed.

It took Zhang Wei only half a minute to complete the poem. He also knows that the script and the line may not be too late, so he also used cursive scripts.

Of course not a general cursive

He used the cursive of Wang Xizhi.

The ordinary written, the imitation is not very in place, the cursive is too difficult for Zhang Wei, but it is also a cursive that is also the "shape" of Wang Xi, there will always be some chic

Fonts scribble to the eye

There are not many people who can recognize this calligraphy. Only those who have really studied some cursive books can understand it.

Zhang Wei is also in place. I know that many people don’t understand all the words. After writing, they recited themselves: “The smoke cage is cold and the moon is covered with sand, and the night is parked near Qinhuai. The merchants don’t know how to slay the country...” Zhang Wei looked at Mr. Feng and smiled. "I still sing the backyard flowers across the river."

Su Na smiled

Mr. Feng’s face is also green, how can you swear?

There are countless people around you who have heard it. Is there a poem? I don’t have history in history. Is this your creation on the spot? There is only one minute left. You not only completed the creation, but also incorporated "The Backyard Flower" into the poem. By chance, you have just finished writing "The Backyard Flower" and you are also eager to sing. In the last sentence, are you coming back? What is a business woman? The singer who sings and sings and sings does not know what is the hate of the country, and sings "Yushu Houting Flower" across the river?

The mouth is really poisonous.

Take calligraphy and swear? What kind of skill do you have?

Master Zhou and Wu Zeqing were also amused. This poem is too interesting, and from a literary point of view, this poem is also the top grade in the top grade. The artistic conception is extremely ironic.

Master Wei: "..."

I saw Master Wei turning back. "Who knows this guy?"

Everyone shook his head. "I don't know, I have never seen it."

A calligrapher is amazed. "Where does this person come out? Pharaoh and Lao Feng are not opponents? No, there is no winner yet. See what Zhou said."

Everyone is waiting for Zhou’s judge.

Master Zhou smiled and said: "Why do you see me?"

One youth said: "When you are a judge."

Master Zhou was hesitant and didn't hesitate. He said: "Is this still used for evaluation? On the basis of the cursive script, the two are not in the same league. They also have a little problem. Lao Feng and this young man should not be very good at cursive writing. This is not the case. Raised, huh, huh, but in the calligraphy content, Xiao Wu’s young man is obviously better than nothing. No, it’s more than one. It’s a victory, and the outcome is very clear.”

Mr. Feng said that he did not have anything to be convinced. Instead, he looked at the young man in sunglasses and gave a thumbs up. "After life is awesome."

Zhang Wei’s fake airway: “Condition.”

I took another game, Wu Zeqing’s two games.

At the beginning, I thought that there were only two people on Wu Zeqing's side. It would definitely be a fiasco. The result was that everyone was taken aback. Halfway through the process of killing a bite, this young woman with sunglasses who didn't know what to come for even won. There are two calligraphers, Mr. Wang and Mr. Feng. There is no chance for Wu Zeqing to take the shot.