Kowloon wins

Chapter 304 The First Collision ([-])
"Humph!"

Hongli seems to be courteous and humble, but in fact he shows a strong compulsive gesture. The old fifteen is nothing. His handwriting is not outstanding, but it is reasonable. It doesn't matter whether he participates in the competition or not. Seeing him show off, there is no danger of making fun of the Fang family, but the old sixteen is upset, not for anything else, just because the old sixteen's handwriting is really hard to come by, if he really wants to participate in the competition, then he must It's self-inflicted humiliation, and the old man has to take care of him once he has no land, so he can't see Hongli's forceful behavior. With a dark face, he snorted angrily.

"Alright, since brother Li has such a passion, then I will accompany you as a brother, brother Li, please!"

Seeing that Hongli was so impatient to overwhelm her, Hongqing's eyes narrowed involuntarily, and she was really upset, but she was not afraid, waved her hand with a smile, and after saying please, she also Regardless of the reaction of the old fifteen brothers, they lifted their feet and walked out of the Wenhua Palace slowly.

The old man claims to be a child of Confucianism, and he is good at dancing and writing, and most of the ministers in the court also like him. The writing style is really very prosperous. Although it is just an entertainment competition, in order to have a chance to get close to the sky, there are countless enthusiastic contestants. Not to mention the crowds in front of the seven or eight copywriting papers in the outer corridor of the main hall, even the twenty copywriting papers lined up in the square below are also overcrowded. It was very lively.

"Hey, Qing'er is here, come, come, let's all make way, let's make way."

Just now when Hong Qing and the others left the hall together, it seemed that the Fourth Master, who happened to be looking back, immediately greeted him affectionately.

Hey, this old boy really has a heart!
Si Ye's movement of looking back seemed random, but how could it catch Hong Qing who had known about it for a long time? Shocking Yiming, all he wants is to use Hong Qing as a stepping stone, this kind of intention is too unbearable, it really makes Hong Qing's teeth itch, but in such occasions, it's not easy to go casually , I could only smile lightly, bowed and saluted, "Thank you, Fourth Uncle, for your trouble."

"It's okay, come here, and let a few more copies come out, so that these young heroes can be compared with each other."

Hong Qing's words of thanks are obviously a pun, Fourth Master obviously heard it, but he didn't pay attention to it, and he was still rambling with enthusiasm, blanking out four copies.

"Uncles, Brother Qing, please!"

Hongli came prepared, and he was full of confidence. Seeing that his father had already vacated four papers, he hurried up from the back and extended the invitation accordingly.

"Brother Li, please!"

Facing Hongli's invitation, the old sixteen's face was extremely ugly, but Hongqing didn't care, waved her hand lightly, and after a polite sentence, she didn't care about the expressions of others, and walked slowly So he walked to the copywriting in the middle, but he didn't rush to get the Langhao pen on the pen holder, but silently brewed it.

Backing down is naturally impossible, but what to write makes Hongqing quite troubled. It's not that Hongqing's handwriting is bad, in fact, it's just the opposite. Under the pressure of Old Master Chen for so many years, Hongqing has long I have practiced a good handwriting, and I can also write good theories, stereotypes and other things. The problem is that I am comparing calligraphy at the moment, so I can't write a big article eloquently. As for poetry, what? Hong Qing memorized many people, even if she wanted to compose a poem on the spot, she could still make up some nonsense, but obviously it would not be a work that has been passed down through the ages, at most it was at the level of the third master's "lime poems". He, Hongqing focuses on practice, and is really not interested in arty things like poetry. He has never really done hard work in public. Generally speaking, he is just dealing with old master Chen's inspection, and his level is naturally high. Where to go, it is obviously not enough to take it out on such occasions, especially when Hongli is deliberately trying to show off, Hongqing does not want to be covered by it, if not, is it just doing it for nothing? Stepping stone?
"A good poem, the sky is covered with clouds at night, and the jade leaves are fluttering in the early morning. It's good, it has an artistic conception!"

"Well, it's not bad, the poems are good and the calligraphy is good, well, the fourth brother really gave birth to a good son!"

"Good poems and good calligraphy. It's amazing. You can do it at this young age. It's really amazing. Fourth Master has someone to succeed him!"

……

In front of the four papers lined up in a row, Hongqing was still thinking silently, the fifteenth child was also hesitating, and the sixteenth child was scratching his head and scratching his cheeks in distress, but Hongli was the only one who moved quickly. The pen is between dragons and snakes, and a seven-character poem has been written. The thin gold body is so thin without losing its flesh. The Tibetan front can be clearly seen at the turning point, which is quite charming. As for the poem itself, it is also quite objective. , at least not below today's famous artists, this kind of excellent work won the applause of the whole hall, and immediately made Hongli's little face flush because of it, and he glanced into Hongqing's eyes consciously or unconsciously. It also means being complacent.

Affected by such applause, Old Fifteen wrote in a hurry, but he was in a restless mood, and he couldn't perform to his due level at all. His handwriting was sloppy and lacked any bright spots. As for Old Sixteen? , it is even more a ghostly painting talisman, a pair of middle halls are written crookedly, let alone others, he can't stand it, his small face is so dark that it is bright, and the eyes looking at the fourth master and his son are natural. Unkindness tightened a bit, but Hong Qing remained unmoved, standing still with her usual expression, as if she had no intention of writing immediately.

"Qianlong" loved to write poems. Hongqing knew this for a long time, and also knew that his so-called poems were actually mediocre. The problem was that Hongqing's own poems were even worse. If you want to win, you have to find another way to achieve it!

Well, there is!

Hong Qing ignored the noise around her, and thought about it quietly for a moment. She already had an idea in her mind, but seeing Hong Qing raised her head to the sky, she took a deep breath, picked up the medium-sized wolf hair on the pen holder, and swayed the two banners It's already a wild grass.

"*******, how can you avoid it because of good fortune and misfortune! Good, good words!"

"Okay, the word Qing Baylor speaks directly from his heart, and he really deserves it!"

"Writing is like a person, wonderful, wonderful!"

……

Hong Qing's wild grass has a flamboyant personality and a high spirit, which can be said to be the charm of Zhang Xu, the sage of grass. All the people present are people who know the goods, and when they saw it, they immediately praised it. The momentum was louder than before. The situation in the calendar is more than that.

"You uncles are laughing."

Facing the overwhelming praise, Hong Qing didn't lose her composure like Hong Li did, her complexion remained the same, she bowed to each other with a smile, and said in a personable and humble manner.

"Brother Qing is really amazing, my younger brother is amazed."

For today's essay competition, Hongli prepared carefully for a long time, but he did not expect that he still failed to gain the upper hand over Hongqing, his eyes darkened slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, and walked forward with a smile on his face. She bowed her hands towards Hong Qing, and complimented her sincerely.

"Brother Li has been praised too much. He has no talent for his brother, and he can't write poems. It's just a trick, and it can't be taken seriously."

Although the wind reviews seemed to have the upper hand, Hongqing didn't feel the slightest joy of winning in his heart, not for anything else, just because he knew very well that although the effect of Fourth Master's promotion of Hongli this time was not as expected, it was far from enough. After all, Hongli's performance is also remarkable. Once it reaches the ears of the old man, there must be a lot of changes, and this is obviously not the situation that Hongqing is happy to see. How could he be happy when Qing could control it? However, no matter what thoughts he had in his heart or the proper etiquette, Hong Qing would not miss anything. Oh, but I was patient and polite.

"Brother Qing is too humble. With this kind of calligraphy alone, he is already at the level of today's national players. I think Brother Wenbi Qing will definitely be ranked among the top three. My younger brother will be the first to congratulate him."

Hongli obviously didn't intend to let Hongqing go, and in the joke, he dug another hole for Hongqing inadvertently.

This kid is so ignorant, he dares to play such a small trick!
Hongqing is such a shrewd person, how could he fail to see through the ambush set up by Hongli's compliments, that the left and right are just trying to play a game of flattery, so he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Brother Li was joking. I don't think so for my brother. I leave everything to the decision of Master Wang and others. Brother Li is excellent in poetry and prose. It is really a blockbuster. It really lives up to the expectations of my fourth uncle and Mr. Wu. It is very good." ,Very good."

Although Hong Qing was angry, she didn't bring it to her face. Instead, she praised Hong Li with a smile. Hongli's nose scolded their family for having ulterior motives.

"Brother Qing is serious, I really don't dare to take it seriously, Ama still has something to do, so I won't delay Brother Qing any longer."

As soon as Hong Qing said these words, Hong Li's face changed suddenly, and the haze flashed in his eyes, but he didn't have the guts to be serious with Hong Qing, and he was afraid that Hong Qing would say something even worse, so he hurriedly slumped. After thanking him, he retreated to fourth master's side.

"Bah, what the hell, grandma is such an idiot, what a badass!"

The old Sixteen has turned ugly today for no reason, and his heart has long been tense. Before Hongli was in front of him, he had no choice but to scold his mother without regard for face. Now when he saw Hongli "going away", Couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

"Hey, this kid looks really honest, but there are a lot of twists and turns in his stomach. He really is what kind of life he is."

Old Fifteen was also displeased with Hongli's performance, but Old Fifteen was a gentleman after all, and it was difficult to swear at mothers, but he was a master at cursing people around corners.

"Forget it, let's go down and turn around, and we can talk about it later."

The anger in Hong Qing's heart is not less than that of the old fifteen brothers, but Hong Qing's heart is tenacious, and she will not say or do anything inappropriate at this time, so she just waved her hand to stop the old fifteen brothers' complaints. Slowly walked down the steps and walked towards the bustling square.

(End of this chapter)