Fantasy: Pretending To Be The Young Master And Marrying A Wife At The Beginning

"Then what equal bet can you take?" Shiliang asked.

Since he wants to bet, the bet must be equal, otherwise, wouldn't he suffer a lot?

"Then what do you want me to bet on?" Ye Chen asked back.

Shiliang seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, and immediately said: "Let’s do this, you use your precious-grade top breaking pill, plus the middle-grade Lingling Pill you won from me as a bet. This bet is barely equal, you What do you think?"

"agree!"

Ye Chen took out the two small boxes without hesitation.

Of these two boxes, one contained the broken top pill, and the other was the Jingling Pill that was just won from Shiliang.

"Two Medicine Pills are here, can you start?"

Putting the box on the table, Ye Chen urged.

"My son, why are you doing this?"

Seeing that persuasion was useless, Phantom sighed helplessly, and withdrew to the side.

Ye Chen's posture seemed relaxed and comfortable, but in her opinion, it was an expression of ignorance and fearlessness.

Shi Liang seemed to have succeeded in a tricky trick, and couldn't wait to say: "Okay, since the bet has been placed, let me talk about the rules of the test first!"

Soon, he roughly said the rules of the competition.

The rule is very simple. With half an hour as the limit, the two of them will make a temporary play and each write a poem, which is not only more than the connotation of the poem, but also more than the calligraphy mood of the text.

"Do you have any objections to the rules I just mentioned?"

"No!" Ye Chen shook his head.

"Since there is no, then officially start now!"

Shiliang seemed to be confident, so he immediately picked up the pen and paper and began to wave a bit on the rice paper.

"Swish!"

After a while, a poem popped onto the paper.

The main theme of this poem is to describe the magnificence of mountains and rivers, the brushstroke is vigorous and powerful, the ink marks are like dragons, and the lines are magnificent, making people feel as if there are towering huge peaks in front of them, full of oppression.

"Tsk tusk...good poems, good poems, Shiliang brothers are so talented, the name of the'calligrapher' is indeed well-deserved!"

When Shiliang stopped writing, chess master Li Jiangshan was the first to applaud.

Painter Du Sanliang is not stingy with his own words of praise, "The poetry is lofty and powerful, no matter how you look at it, this poem can be regarded as the best in calligraphy!"

Even Phantom Yin, who even hoped that Ye Chen would win, also said with emotion: "The essence of calligraphy is really ever-changing. Today is an eye-opener."

While sighing, she did not forget to cast a pitiful look at Ye Chen.

Shiliang's poem, whether it is poetic or sharp, is the best choice, impeccable.

Even if Ye Chen is quite literary in poetry, but after all, it is a temporary use. Wanting to write such a poem with a lofty artistic conception and superb pen is simply a dream.

Sure enough, Ye Chen had been standing there for a long time, and he hadn't started writing, his face kept showing embarrassment.

"Looking at his expression, you should know that the defeat is set!"

"That's for sure, because his piano skills are high, it doesn't mean that he is also good at calligraphy!"

"He hasn't started writing, it proves that he hasn't come up with a complete poem!"

"Or, he doesn't know anything about poetry at all, and he was just swollen and fatty!"

"This is the consequence of aggressiveness!"

"Originally, by virtue of his superb piano skills, he was able to sit on an equal footing with the Four Masters, and was respected by everyone. However, he had to use his own shortcomings and the strengths of attacking the enemy. Isn't that boring?"

"Now let's see how he finds the steps down!"

The disciples of the four masters ridiculed.

But Ye Chen, standing in front of the desk, turned a deaf ear. After watching Shiliang’s poem for a while, he actually followed in admiration and said, "With your literary talent, you are indeed a generation of writers!"

"If you admit defeat now, I can understand it!"

Shiliang smiled triumphantly, his face full of pride and pride, "After all, having the courage to admit defeat is a kind of courage!"

"You seem to have misunderstood!"

Ye Chen shook his head, "I mean, your literary talent is good, but compared to me, it's worse!"

What?

Shiliang's expression froze.

The people around who were waiting for a good show looked at each other, some of them couldn't believe Own Ears.

Things are all for this sake, and you still want to keep your mouth stubborn?

Most importantly, is hard-mouthed useful?

The gap between the two is already clear at a glance, and the more aggressive now, the more it will become a strong irony in a while.

Is it necessary to die?

"Ha, very good, very good!"

After a brief consternation, Shiliang smirked, "Since the son is so confident, what are you waiting for, hurry up and write!"

He threw away the brush and looked up at the dome obliquely forty-five degrees, with disdain on his face.

When Ye Chen praised him just now, he thought that Ye Chen knew he was invincible, and he was going to look down the steps.

I never thought that I would say such a mad and lawless remark again.

I don't know the so-called!

Phantom Yin also said: "My son, everything is okay. If you speak too much, it will only make you hard to get off the ground!"

"Thanks for the reminder, but I'm just stating the facts!" Ye Chen smiled.

Phantom sound: "..."

"It seems that everyone has a lot of objections to what I said. If that's the case, then I have to show my ugliness!"

Ye Chen didn't talk nonsense, picked up the pen, and quickly swiped it against the rice paper on the table in front of him.

"Swish!"

He writes very quickly, smoothly and smoothly, in one go.

When the brush was put away, a poem appeared on the rice paper in front of Ye Chen.

The content of the word is as follows:

Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable...

In just a few dozen words, the life is sad and miserable.

It's just the first time to understand the meaning of the word, and a sense of vicissitudes will come to your face, making people feel a deep sense of sadness uncontrollably.

In particular, the front of the pen is sometimes majestic and sometimes stretched, making people's emotions ups and downs with the different rhythms of the text and the disagreement of the words, intertwined with joy and sorrow.

At the same time, a cold wind blew around for no reason, and a few dead leaves were rolled up, making people cold and falling into boundless depression and loneliness.

No one spoke, and the scene was as quiet as death.

Everyone seemed to have lost Hun and Po, staring at the rice paper in front of Ye Chen in a daze, and hadn't recovered for a long time.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a soft sound broke the death silence.

Suddenly, there was a slight bursting sound in the chess master Li Jiangshan's body, like a bubble bursting.

"Is this the sound of breakthrough?"

"Whose Cultivation Base breakthrough?"

Even though the voice was very small, the people who had fallen into dementia were awakened in an instant.

The chess master Li Jiangshan, who heard a cracking sound in his body, exclaimed excitedly, "Good words, good words, can actually make my Cultivation Base make a breakthrough, such a profound artistic conception is really only seen in my life!"

"Boom!"

There was another soft sound, and the phantom sound of the luthier not far away unexpectedly made a breakthrough.

"Over the past three years, I have devoted myself to piano skills. Cultivation Base has always been in the fifth level of the teacher level. I did not expect that my Cultivation Base will break through to the sixth level of the teacher level because of a single word. It is incredible!"

While Phantom Yin sighed, the gaze looking at Ye Chen was even more brilliant.

The calligrapher Shiliang was in a daze for a moment, and suddenly he staggered a few steps to retreated, and his face was lonely, "Such a changing pen, and tearful meaning of words, I am afraid I will not be able to write it in my life!"

At this moment, he seemed to be ten years old, weak and lonely.

The words written by Ye Chen are not only better in calligraphy, but also more profound in meaning. They also caused changes in the surrounding environment, and even made a breakthrough in the Cultivation Base between Phantom Yin and Li Jiangshan.

Although the poem he wrote just now is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, it is not at the same level when compared with each other.

If his poems resemble the graffiti of a few years old, then Ye Chen's poem is considered a masterpiece of a master of calligraphy.

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