Being favored by evil gods, I became sick and weak and became the Bone Bodhisattva.

"Tangtang knows that Xiaobai wants to learn calligraphy, but first he has to find a good master."

The little girl held the relic and said, "Let Tangtang ask around the city to see who can write best."

The three masters Tangtang found for Xiaobai before were all number one in Zhao country (not).

But now Xiaobai is very anxious, so the little girl can only lower her requirements a little and find the most powerful calligraphy master in the city.

"The most powerful calligraphy master? Haha, I can't answer your question now, I have to wait until the afternoon."

"Why is this?" Tangtang looked at the passerby strangely.

"Because the calligraphy competition in this city will not end until the afternoon." The uncle said with a smile.

Oh!

Tangtang's pigtails shook and she quickly asked her uncle where the calligraphy competition was held.

When she excitedly ran to the place where the calligraphy competition was held, she found that because there were many people around and she was suppressed by the adults due to her height, the experience of watching the competition was extremely poor.

"Xiao Bai, let's go upstairs and take a look."

Tangtang discovered that there was a restaurant nearby, and there were still many empty seats in the 'viewing area' on the highest floor of the restaurant.

So, she smiled and hugged Xiaobai into the restaurant, ordered some food, and watched the game while eating.

Looking down from the air, each contestant's work can be seen at a glance.

The little girl doesn't know much about calligraphy. In her understanding, as long as the calligraphy is neat and beautiful, it is good calligraphy.

But what surprised her was that many contestants' handwriting was even more scrawled than Xiaobai's.

What's even more incredible is that several contestants who looked like they were just scribbling made the judges praise them repeatedly.

'Although I can't quite understand it, but...'

'Calligraphy is indeed unpredictable. '

............

The little girl watched the game for a long time, and her attention gradually focused on the two players.

One contestant is named Yan Xiu, and his calligraphy is the most pleasant to watch.

Another player is named Lu Fang. This person has not yet written down his name.

"Lu Fang, the competition is coming to an end. If you don't start writing, it will be too late."

"That's right, take out your ghost book and make everyone blind!"

Lu Fang was a maverick. Not only did Tangtang pay attention to him, but many onlookers also started to boo.

"Excuse me, what is the ghost book?"

While the waiter was serving the sweet soup, the little girl asked curiously.

"Haha, Lu Fang has a unique skill in ghost writing. It is said that the pen can communicate with ghosts and gods."

After a pause, the waiter added: "But there are very few people who have seen him, so maybe he is just blowing the air."

Tangtang nodded and continued to watch the game. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she said, "Ah, let's start writing!"

The waiter couldn't help but look downstairs. Sure enough, Lu Fang picked up his brush and started writing.

When he started writing, he immediately became the focus of everyone.

"It's wide open and wide closed, and the atmosphere is endless. The sparse parts of the characters can make horses move, and the dense parts of the characters prevent ventilation. Wonderful, wonderful!"

"The size of each letter is interdependent, allowing the bow to have a certain degree, echoing from beginning to end, and the axis is curved."

One of the judges stroked his beard and praised: "It has reached the state of being natural and natural without any pretense!"

"How does it compare to Yan Xiu?" Some audience members booed in the audience.

"This, it's not even close, it's not even close."

As the saying goes, "Wen Wu is the best, Wu Wu is not the second." Lu Fang immediately raised his eyebrows.

...........

To be fair, in terms of purely calligraphy skills, Lu Fang himself would not dare to say that he would definitely win over Yan Xiu.

But he had already decided to take the first place in this competition to completely establish his reputation.

'If you are famous, you will have wealth. The first is the winner, the second?How can the world remember what is second? '

With his thoughts changing rapidly, Lu Fang decided to use an extra move.

"You can't write without wine, so bring some wine!"

He slammed the table and shouted loudly.

Several judges looked at each other, but no one was ready to get Lu Fang a drink.

After such a long time, I haven’t seen any other players clamoring for food and tea. Why are you, Lu Fang, special?

"Did you hear that? Mr. Lu wants to drink!"

"I do have half a bottle of rice wine here, but I bought it with my own money. I can't give it away for free."

The judges were unwilling to give Lu Fang a drink, so the audience started to make noises.

Other contestants who had completed their works also looked at Lu Fang with a half-smile, and the scene was very embarrassing for a time.

"Look, what is that?" Someone suddenly screamed.

"The wine bottle flew over!"

Under everyone's stunned gaze, a wine bottle flew to Lu Fang out of thin air.

"Ha ha ha ha"

Lu Fang pretended to be bold, picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth.

I didn't drink much wine, but my clothes were quite wet.

"It's not enough. One jug of wine is not enough? Two more jugs!"

At this time, Lu Fang's words were no longer regarded as a joke. Everyone looked around and saw that two more bottles of wine had really flown down from the restaurant.

"Bi can communicate with ghosts and gods!"

I don't know who shouted such a loud voice, and everyone was excited.

"Ouch, what kind of trick is this?"

The waiter upstairs was stunned, but he heard the little girl on the side say: "It's not a magic trick, he really communicated with some spirits to get the wine for him."

spirit?

Just as the waiter was about to ask, the boss's roar could already be heard downstairs.

"Where are the people? Where are they dead! The guests don't know how to entertain them!"

"I'm coming--"

Regardless of whether something was working or not, the waiter hurried downstairs and got busy.

.............

Although he drank three bottles of wine and missed two and a half bottles, Lu Fang's goal was achieved. He showed his boldness and added more talk to the game.

"I gave you three bottles of wine, and I just wanted to express my gratitude with a few words."

Lu Fang threw the unfinished work into the sky. In front of everyone, the paper fell into pieces, as if it had been robbed by many ghosts and gods.

"Oh--"

"Young Master Lu has a good command of ghosts and gods. He should be the best calligrapher in the Zhao Kingdom!"

Everyone was amazed, but Lu Fang smiled and said nothing.

"..."

At this time, the judges were in trouble. Logically speaking, the competition time was up, but Lu Fang could not submit his work, so he should be considered disqualified.

But if it were judged like this, how would the audience be convinced?

In the end, you should not accuse yourself of being jealous of other people's talents.

If your reputation is really damaged because of this matter, who can you talk to for explanation?

The judges thought for a long time and finally felt that they could not go against the public opinion.

So-

"In this competition, Lu Fang should be the first!"

Hearing this, the audience cheered, but many contestants looked directly at Yan Xiu.

"..."

Yan Xiu was obviously depressed, but he endured it again and again and finally remained silent.

Chapter 300

Even Yan Xiu didn't say a word, and the other players suppressed any complaints they had.

"This match is really unexpected. Farewell."

"It doesn't matter, my skills are not as good as others. Everyone, take your leave!"

The audience gradually dispersed, and the players also took their leave.

When Yan Xiu put away his pen and ink and was about to go home, he suddenly saw a little girl running onto the stage.

"Hello--"

Ok?

Lu Fang lowered his head, looked at the little girl and said casually: "Do you have something to do with Lu?"

"Well! Tangtang would like to ask you to teach Xiaobai how to write."

Hearing this, Yan Xiu couldn't help but sigh that this man was really a blockbuster, even a little girl like this wanted to find him as a master.

"Ha ha ha ha"

Lu Fang laughed proudly, but did not agree immediately.

After all, he is no longer what he used to be.

"Which lady are you from?"

"Tangtang is Tangtang, not some girl."

"Then do you have any relatives or friends in your family who are officials in the court?"

Lu Fang's drinking capacity was really bad, and now that he was in a trance, he no longer paid so much attention to his words.

In other words, Mr. Lu stopped pretending!

Seeing that the little girl was still shaking her head, Lu Fang immediately said: "I am not from a well-known family, and I have no relatives or friends who are officials in the court. Why should I betray your family's favor and teach that novice to write?"

"Brother Lu" Yan Xiu suddenly frowned: "You are drunk, go back and rest quickly."

"..."

Lu Fang didn't say anything, but the look in his eyes mixed with disdain made Yan Xiu angry.

"Girl, you don't have to look for him, look for me."

Yan Xiu said in a deep voice: "As long as the novice you talk about is willing to work hard, I will teach you with all my heart."

Lu Fang glanced sideways at Yan Xiu, hoping that the little girl would refuse him face to face.

This not only slapped Yan Xiu hard in the face, but also further highlighted the gap between the two.

.................

Tangtang felt very comfortable looking at Yan Xiu's handwriting. The key was that he had a good attitude.

The little girl was a real person and immediately stopped worrying about the false reputation of being 'number one' and accepted his kindness with a smile.

"Xiao Bai is so smart, he will definitely not disappoint Master Yan."

As she spoke, Tangtang dug out a big, round pearl from the package.