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"This calligraphy was written by Qin Zheng? Cousin, how is this possible?"

In box No. 6, the young man looked at the man in black and said in shock.

"Nothing is impossible. An excellent bloodline cannot be a mediocrity. The Qin family has been a top-notch family since its spiritual energy was revived. It has been passed down to this day. The bloodline has long been different from ordinary people. Although Qin Zheng can't practice, he can't. It means that he is mediocre, maybe his talent is not in cultivation, but in other things.”

"It's such a pity. If Qin Zheng can practice, there will definitely be someone at the top of the list of geniuses. Even number one is not impossible. Seeing characters is like seeing people. Qin Zheng's artistic conception of calligraphy is rare in the world. He If you can cultivate, you must be extraordinary."

"However, even if he can't practice, his calligraphy at the Taoist level can still be famous through the ages. Those of us may not be as good as him in history.

The man in black said.

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"Tao-level calligraphy? It's a pity. If this talent is placed on cultivation, I'm afraid it's at least a master-level master now."

"Tao-level calligraphy? Xiao Daoer, only cultivation can lead to a bright road. If you can't practice, after decades, it will be nothing but dust."

"If the entry-level calligraphy is on someone else, I would be worried, because the top talent plus entry-level calligraphy will definitely increase my reputation. Maybe my ranking in the talent list will drop, but it's only on Qin Zheng. Then it doesn't matter."

The people in the other boxes also talked a lot after hearing that the owner of the calligraphy was Qin Zheng.

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"Mr. Qin Zheng, Qinghuan has been fond of calligraphy since he was a child, but due to aptitude problems, he has been stuck in the same place for more than three years. You must have your own special method to achieve entry-level calligraphy at such an age. Give Qinghuan some pointers?."

On the high platform, Su Qinghuan looked towards the box where Qin Zheng was sitting after the discussion became quieter and said.

"When the Oiran Ceremony is over, Miss Qinghuan, you will be my man. At that time, you can ask me for advice whenever you want. Now there is no need to waste time, and you can continue with the following difficult problems."

Hearing Su Qinghuan's voice, Qin Zheng said calmly.

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"Hmph, you want to compete with me for the green ring, Qin Zheng, you're just a piece of trash with no cultivation, you won a round by luck, do you really think you're guaranteed?"

In the No. 7 box, Su Qinghuan's licking dog, Yun Hailong, heard Qin Zheng's words, showing a sullen expression on his face.

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"It seems that Mr. Qin Zheng is bound to win Qinghuan's oiran ceremony. In this case, Qinghuan will not waste any time and move on to the second difficult problem."

"The second problem is to compare talents. Qinghuan wants you to write a poem within a stick of incense. The subject matter is not limited, and the format is not limited."

Su Qinghuan on the high platform heard Qin Zheng's voice, and immediately said with a smile.

Su Qinghuan didn't actually resist Qin Zheng's desire to have her.

In Su Qinghuan's plan, the purpose of holding the Oiran Ceremony was only to save her father, not to find a man for herself.

As long as her father's poison is lifted, her goal will be achieved.

After the goal is achieved, she will reward the person who detoxifies ten times and a hundred times, and it is impossible to repay the favor with herself.

But if the person who detoxified is Qin Zheng, it is not impossible for her to repay her kindness with her own body.

On the one hand, Qin Zheng is not bad in all aspects except that he cannot cultivate.

The second aspect is that she really likes calligraphy to the bottom of her heart, and she has a mentality of admiration for those top calligraphers.

But how can those top calligraphers compare to Qin Zheng, an entry-level calligraphy sage.

To become Qin Zheng's woman, she can learn calligraphy with Qin Zheng day and night, which is simply the happiest thing in the world.

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"The second question is to write poetry? I'm good at writing poetry."

"The second question is my chance. I have a showdown. In fact, calligraphy is not what I am good at. What I am really good at is the way of poetry."

"Compared to poetry, none of you are good. My poetry has been included in elementary school textbooks."

"Stop bragging, okay, if you really want to brag, I'll brag too. I'm actually the reincarnation of Shi Xian. I'll take this question properly?"

"You are all amazing. It would be embarrassing for me not to take part in this question. I am now looking forward to Qin Zheng's performance. His calligraphy is good, and his poetry should not be bad."

"This is not necessarily the case. Calligraphy is calligraphy, and poetry is poetry."

The people in the hall started to discuss again after hearing that the second level of difficulty was to compose poetry.

Just like the first question, shortly after Su Qinghuan uttered the question, a special person sent it to the Four Treasures of the Study.

Outside Qin Zheng's box, there was also a knock on the door soon.

The first two maids came in with two sets of the Four Treasures of the Study.

"I don't need it, after all, I didn't participate in the first question."

Lin Xuan looked at the maid who walked in and shook his head.

"it is good."

One of the maids nodded upon hearing Lin Xuan's words.

"Young Master Qin, we'll go out and wait for you."

After another maid put down the Four Treasures of the Study, she respectfully addressed Qin Zheng.

"Ok."

Qin Zheng nodded.

"Young Master Qin, I'm not very good at this piece of poetry. Although I can write it, it's too ordinary. Your calligraphy is so good, it must be because you have always been good at it. You must not know much about poetry. This question, it seems that you It’s difficult, we can only wait for the third question to decide the winner.”

After the maid left, Lin Xuan looked at Qin Zheng and said.

"It's just poetry, nothing difficult."

Qin Zheng smiled and shook his head.

After that, he grabbed the brush and began to write on the white paper.

"Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze blows Revlon."

"If we don't meet at Qunyu Mountain, we will meet at Yaotai."

After more than ten breaths, Qin Zheng wrote the Qingping tune that Li Bai hadn't written in this world.

"Lin Xuan, what do you think of my poem?"

After finishing writing, Qin Zheng put down his brush, looked at Lin Xuan and asked with a smile.

"Ok?"

After waiting for a few seconds, Qin Zheng didn't hear Lin Xuan's voice, and immediately raised his head to look at Lin Xuan.

I saw Lin Xuan staring at the Qingping tune he wrote with wide eyes.

"Qin...Young Master Qin, I suddenly realized that I have known you for so many years, and I have been blind for nothing. I really know you today. You are too strong, and your calligraphy has reached the level of an ancient sage. Now, even this poem is like a sage living in the world?"

"Although I don't know how to write poems, I am familiar with all kinds of ancient poems, and I still have the ability to appreciate them. This poem of yours almost completely expresses the beauty of a peerless beauty. Don't say that this poem is placed in At present, even in the Tang and Song Dynasties when talents came out in large numbers, it is still a famous poem that has been passed down through the ages."

Ten seconds later, Lin Xuan swallowed hard, and said to Qin Zheng with a shocked expression.

PS: The third update.