C546 In Pen Appraising Emperor

As for Xiao Yi's human shaped slippers that flew out, it just so happened that it made a "pa" sound on the spot. He crashed into Male staff's crotch, hitting his bird.

After a crisp sound, a flying character slipper appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Immediately after, the Male staff quickly covered his crotch. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his forehead. And then he screamed in pain.

Only, Xiao Yi had already entered the great hall. He stood by his table, and the first round of the preliminaries was followed by a whistle. The curtain quickly opened and the atmosphere became tense.

Just that, as Xiao Yi looked at the Male staff at the door who had been hit by the "human" word slippers, he could not help but laugh smilingly.

In such a solemn occasion, Xiao Yi's laughter seemed out of place. Male staff, who was at the door, endured the pain and released his injured little bird. He resentfully glared at Xiao Yi, and then, faced the densely packed crowd, he slandered them: "Look at his group of ruffians, they shouldn't have come to this place. Look at him, barefooted, laughing obscenely. He did not have the temperament of a calligraphy master at all. In addition, everyone else was an old comrade who had been studying for many years. He was just a brat, why did he come to provoke such a commotion? It seems to me that there will be no use in participating in this kind of competition. "

Although Male staff's words sounded unpleasant, he had been working in the book association all year round. Even if he was slandering a person, he was slandering a person quite justifiably. All of the spectators followed Xiao Yi's gaze. No matter which angle they looked at Xiao Yi from, they could not see any calm temperament that belonged to a calligraphy master.

Therefore, all of them laughed in an exaggerated manner.

"Whose child is this? Why did he come here to join in the fun?"

Whispers like this sounded within the crowd. All these people were people that normal people would come to watch the show, so towards the famous figure in the river ocean, Xiao Yi. Most of them lived in this mountain, and they did not know the true appearance of Lushan. Even though they had seen Xiao Yi today, none of them had realized that this lazy-looking youth before them was the most talented of the younger generation, and was the most famous boss of this Pen Hall, Xiao Yi.

Just that, Xiao Yi did not care about this calligraphy competition at all. He was actually interested in the injured bird at the Male staff's crotch, and squatted down to take a closer look. It seemed like they wanted to see whether the bird was 90 degrees vertically or 180 degrees parallel to the ground after being injured.

This time, it made Male staff even more resentful. "Hmph, something without quality. If this kind of person can pass through the first round of choices, then I will automatically withdraw from the book association in the future. "

Due to Xiao Yi's strange actions, everyone at the entrance shook their heads. As for Xiao Yi, he revealed a look of despise. They were even starting to suspect what was going on with the book association this time, causing a brat like him to come over and make a ruckus.

No one was optimistic about Xiao Yi, their eyes were all filled with disdain and contempt.

In the hall, everyone was busy writing and writing.

Only, Xiao Yi did it on purpose to cause a big commotion. Squatting beside his desk, he carefully observed the little bird in the crotch of Male staff. He then nodded and said slowly, "The human slipper is really powerful, it's suitable for hitting birds!"

Hearing that, the Male staff at the door widened his eyes, as if he was about to spew fire.

However, five minutes had passed and most of the contestants were almost done writing. Xiao Yi finally stopped playing around and stood up from the ground. He grabbed the calligraphy brush on the table and quickly wrote: "In the brush, I call myself the emperor, and on the paper, I call myself the king."

This was a short sentence written by Xiao Yi Wei with a brush in his hand and the piece of paper on the table. In one breath, everything went smoothly. This was the standard wild grass. It looked completely random, and there was no trace of it to be found. However, the calligraphy that revealed the aura of a king made people feel small.

This was the power of this line of words. It was as though an emperor was sitting in front of him.

After writing these ten words, Xiao Yi threw the Wolf Bristles in his hands towards the trash can in place. After circling in the air for a bit, the Wolf Bristles landed in the trash can with a "pa" sound.

After that, Xiao Yi stood behind the table with his hands behind his back. He had a cold expression on his face, as if he had already escaped from the sea of people.

After Xiao Yi finished all of these, it did not take 5 minutes. Even now, there were still people working hard. After all, the first round did not require a number of words. As such, some of the contestants wanted to write a ten thousand words letter. In this way, if one word fails, then it can be reflected in another word. The first word was written unsatisfiedly, so it could be placed on the second word.

In short, at this moment, many of the contestants who had their heads buried in their work were still writing.

They saw how Xiao Yi easily took care of them all. The staff member standing at the door, who was injured by the bird, sneered and said, "They really are here to stir up trouble. "It's funny, it's funny …"

After hearing these words, the surrounding crowd nodded their heads in agreement.

Even the reporter in the corner of Pen Hall seemed to have caught on to the gimmick. He pointed the video camera at Xiao Yi and caught the image of such a lazy and rogue youth.

The final round of preliminaries had finally come to an end. The words in front of everyone else were displayed by someone else.

In a room on the third floor, Dong Yuanheng and the other two received the last batch of words that had just been delivered up. One by one, they quickly put on their reading glasses and began to examine the standards of the last batch of words.

"This kind of book that looks like it could write ten thousand words, I definitely won't watch it." As Dong Yuanheng read the words, he threw the densely packed words in his hands into the trash can. Then, Dong Yuanheng muttered to himself, "As an outstanding calligrapher, I think he should be absolutely confident. With a single glance, one could tell that the person who wrote these words was someone lacking in confidence. If you don't have confidence, then you won't be able to write any good words. "

"This is true." Xu Jiayi nodded his head, "I have read it for a long time and it is densely packed with people. "Since the start, not many people have managed to finish writing."

Only Yang Ruolan's heart was calm like water, she quietly flipped through the words. Only, after looking through it for a long time, Yang Ruolan frowned, and said unhappily: "Everyone nowadays likes to fly around on the keyboard. On the other hand, she had lost all of the outstanding items that the Old Ancestor had passed down. Look at these words, they're all crooked. It seemed like they were looking for personality, but in reality, they were all bullsh * t. "No matter how I look at it, it just looks like a few worms wriggling."

Obviously, Yang Ruolan was not satisfied with the level of this year's participants.

Xu Jiayi sighed, "The era is improving, and at the same time it is improving. We're losing something at the same time. We're losing some good culture. From what I see, this session and the previous batch of Scholar s have written quite well, but only quite well. At that time, I would never have thought that even three million would be enough for them to brazenly come to participate for the second time. "

"It's alright. The important thing is to dig up the words and promote culture." Dong Yuanheng smiled lightly, and said lightly: "In the future, we will have many opportunities to hold this calligraphy competition. This way, we can motivate people to put more emphasis on the art of calligraphy. "

While the three were reading and chatting. who was flipping through the words tensed up. The light in his eyes was as bright as the stars. He held his breath and adjusted his reading glasses. He moved closer to the words and carefully read them.

In that moment, Xu Jiayi was completely immersed in his words.

There were ten large words written on that piece of paper: "In the brush, I call myself emperor. On the paper, I am king."

There weren't many words, just ten. However, every word was elegant and heroic, vigorous and powerful, piercing through the back of the paper. With a single glance, he saw dragons and snakes flying about. Floating like clouds, frightening like a flood dragon. Staring at the lines of the ten big words, Xu Jiayi felt as if he was looking at an emperor leading an army to battle. With a wave of his hand, he commanded a hundred thousand soldiers. With a flip of his hand, he turned into clouds and with a flip of his hand, he turned into rain.

Xu Jiayi's mind was completely captivated by these words, and his entire person's fist imperceptibly tightened. He did not even realize that the fingernail had sunk into his flesh.

"Yeah, this batch seems to be a bit worse off." Dong Yuanheng shook his head in disappointment, and said: "On my side, there's no one who has passed this trial. Ruo Lan, how are things over there? "

After hearing Dong Yuanheng's question, Yang Ruolan raised her head. Sighing dejectedly, he spoke slowly, "I don't have any words on my side that I can read well." "Sigh, every generation is really worse than the last!"

Hearing that, Dong Yuanheng's face darkened. The decline in calligraphy was a fatal blow to the Calligraphy Association.

"Oh yeah, how are things on Elder Xu's side?" Dong Yuanheng finally did not forget to ask Xu Jiayi.

Xu Jiayi was immersed in those ten words, his face flushed red. As for Dong Yuanheng, he could only ask about but remained motionless. He could only focus on staring at the words on Xiao Yi's body.

After waiting for a while and seeing no response, Dong Yuanheng could not help but ask again: "Elder Xu, do you have eyes for words over there? If not, then let's announce the results. "

Xu Jiayi still did not make a sound, his eyes staring straight at the words Xiao Yi wrote. He seemed to have lost his soul as he stood there motionlessly. However, his eyes bulged out even more.