Chapter 79 Nian Nujiao【For Collection】

"Are you two ready?" Jiang Songyun asked.

Ouyang Huazai didn't even look at Fangzheng, he raised his head and said, "No problem."

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Amitabha."

"Since this is the case, the two of you are competing in calligraphy. Naturally, you have to write the same characters to determine the winner. How about you two write Su Shi's poem "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia"?" Although Jiang Songyun was asking, in fact But Fangzheng didn't have a chance to answer, so he said, "Since the two of you are meaningless, let's start!"

Seeing this, Fangzheng was completely speechless. He didn't give him a chance to speak at all. Isn't this too bullying? "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia"? When he was in school, he had indeed read it, and was also shocked by the majestic poems, but he hadn't read the book for so many years, so he had long forgotten it. Let him write now? He doesn't even know what to write!

Looking at Ouyang Huazai again, when he heard the comparison, his eyes lit up obviously, and he looked confident.

Ouyang Fenghua even showed a smile of absolute trust, but Cui Jin frowned slightly, obviously a little dissatisfied with this matter, but he didn't say anything.

Ouyang Huazai glanced at Fangzheng, and sneered in his heart. If it was writing Buddhist scriptures, he was not very sure. But writing lyrics? Still such a famous word card? Ouyang Huazai has absolute confidence! Which calligraphy writer has never written this word card? I am afraid that most people have written and practiced it. If a Cipai has been practiced thousands of times, will he not be able to write it well? Will he lose? Lost to an unknown little monk in the mountains? In his opinion, this is absolutely impossible!

not to mention……

"It turned out to be "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia"? Hey, it's something to watch this time. I heard that Mr. Ouyang once won a provincial award with this poem, and even a national nomination."

"That's Mr. Ouyang's famous work, a blockbuster. It's hard to say compared to others, but compared to this, you will definitely win!"

Those members of the Calligraphy Association who are familiar with Ouyang Huazai are discussing quietly, the voice is very small, only a few people around them can hear.

Even Monkey, Fatty, and Wu Changxi didn't hear it.

But Wu Changxi knew about this, and immediately jumped up and shouted: "I object! This is not fair! Comparing Ouyang Huazai's best calligraphy with Master Fangzheng, isn't it too bullying?"

Jiang Songyun snorted coldly and said, "Wu Changxi, you proposed the competition. You set the time and place. Why, can't the poems used by the chairman set up a competition today? As for fairness? There are countless literati in the world, who practice calligraphy. There are countless people, but this "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia" is a very common and commonly used vocabulary card for practice. If you can't even write this character well, what else can you write well? I use a word that everyone has practiced The words used for the competition are for the sake of fairness. Otherwise, Fang is a monk who is good at writing scriptures, but Mr. Ouyang has never written or practiced, so is this fair?"

Although Wu Changxi felt that what he said was wrong, he was speechless.

Members of other Calligraphy Associations jumped up and responded.

One is a master of calligraphy in the city, a fierce person in the circle, with powerful energy; the other is the president of the Calligraphy Association, who also has great influence in the circle; they naturally want to take the opportunity to curry favor.

Most importantly, they don't recognize Fang Zheng as a calligrapher! In their bones, they didn't regard Fang as a calligrapher, nor did they think that Fang was a member of their circle.

One is inside the circle, and the other is outside the circle. They are familiar with each other, and it is clear at a glance. Naturally, they are helping Ouyang Huazai to speak!

Especially the members of the Calligraphy Association of Songwu County, who were so embarrassed by Fangzheng's closing the door and letting the wolves go, they were so angry that they took the opportunity to vent their anger, and Fangzheng black.

With so many people speaking at the same time, Wu Changxi didn't even have a chance to open his mouth, and he couldn't even raise his head under the pressure.

Seeing this, Fangzheng was also helpless. He was not good at arguing in this area, and he was abused to open up arguing. Since you can't argue, let's not argue!

So Fangzheng said: "Amitabha, benefactor Wu, thank you benefactor for your righteous words. However, the poor monk can't write, and he can't show his handwriting, so he can't be seen by others, so it doesn't matter what he writes."

"Little monk, you are self-aware! Don't dare to say anything else, this time, you are doomed!" Ouyang Fenghua raised his swan's neck and shouted proudly.

Fangzheng smiled slightly, but said nothing.

Jiang Songyun saw that Fangzheng had said that, and that he was admitting defeat between the lines, and the smile on his face increased a bit, and said: "Little monk, self-knowledge is the most important thing in a person, it's not bad for you to think so. It's a pity, you shouldn't have done such a thing for the sake of fame, and wasting everyone's time, it's just a joke when everyone talks about this game in the future."

Jiang Songyun never thought that what he said was really right. When everyone talked about the calligraphy competition on One Finger Mountain in the future, this competition would really become a joke! A big joke! It's just that the person being laughed at in this joke is...

"Little monk, I think you can just admit defeat."

"That's right, if you know you can't write, don't try to be brave and admit defeat."

"I also think that there is no need to continue this game. The momentum has already been lost, and it is meaningless to compare."

...

Everyone shouted.

Fangzheng smiled wryly when he heard this. He didn't know how strong he was. Anyway, compared with the real Longfo document, his handwriting was so bad that he couldn't read it. He had no idea whether he could win or not. And these are all members of the Calligraphy Association. It is said that they have seen photos of his calligraphy on the Internet. Since they don't think so highly of themselves, they probably don't look good.

Thinking of this, Fangzheng really didn't think he could win, but he made a calculation, no matter whether he wins or loses, One Finger Temple will definitely follow the news, at least let everyone know that there is such a place. As for the reputation? Then almost...

"Okay, don't BB, it's just a mule or a horse coming out for a walk! One by one, before the comparison started, they just chattered endlessly, are you interested? Also, those half-wearing pants, you guys Isn’t it cold? If it’s not cold, let’s chat for another hour!” At this moment, the fat man couldn’t stand it any longer and yelled directly.

It’s okay if he doesn’t say it. When he said that, those whose pants were torn suddenly felt the cold wind, and their legs were almost cold. They hurried to lean against the fire. At the same time, someone went out to find firewood. . But in this winter, and the snow has just finished, it is not easy to find some good firewood. Fortunately, there is a lot of thatch on the mountain, and no one has cut it. It is enough to clear the snow and get some dry thatch.

However, this is not a long-term solution. Seeing that these people are about to freeze into dogs, Jiang Songyun stopped writing, stood up and said, "Since both parties have no objections, then I officially announce that the competition has begun!"

PS: Today I will give you a big explosion, there are still 3 chapters, and there will be two more chapters tomorrow. Basically the word chapter is over...