Xiao Yi looked at the Liang Xiao who had lifted her head, his face filled with kindness, and only nodded with a casual smile.

However, Xiao Yi only nodded his head while sitting on the chair. In Liang Xiao's eyes, it seemed as if he was looking down on his in an undisguised manner. In Liang Xiao's heart, this caused him to feel even more sinister.

As for Ling Fei and Xiong Hui who accompanied Liang Xiao, they were a bit old in calligraphy. Seeing that Xiao Yi was still so young, she actually didn't know how to get up and greet him. They immediately turned their faces away, as Xiao Yi's impression in their hearts was a little worse.

"I see that everyone is here. "Then, let's begin." Dong Yuanheng solemnly said as he glanced at the three Scholar s who were coming up the stairs.

However, Liang Xiao sat down beside a table with a fake smile on her face. Raising her head, he looked at Dong Yuanheng who was the first to start making a move: "Chairman Dong, I heard that this Mr. Xiao is going to break into the third floor, is that true?"

This was clearly true, but Liang Xiao still asked this question once again.

"Of course." Dong Yuanheng's face sunk as he replied.

"I also heard that Mr. Xiao sponsored a lot of money for the calligraphy competition this time. Is that true?" Liang Xiao remained calm and said slowly.

However, these words came to an end. Ling Fei and Xiong Hui who were beside him quickly turned their heads, and their hot gazes immediately concentrated on Dong Yuanheng's face. As for the reporter in Pen Hall, the camera quickly turned over.

"Yes." This time, the one who answered Liang Xiao was Xiao Yi, he saw that Xiao Yi had a faint smile on her face and slowly said: "I earned some money from my business, and saw it as the result of the calligraphy competition this time. Thus, I gave them a bit of support. Is there anything I can't do? "

"Mr. Xiao is kind and kind, of course you can." Liang Xiao scoffed, and coldly said: "I'm afraid that there may be people with other motives. Coincidentally, Mr. Xiao had supported the Calligraphy Competition this time, so for the first time, Mr. Xiao went from the first floor to the third floor. Aren't these two matters a little too strange? "

Speaking till this point, Liang Xiao's intention was completely clear.

His subconscious thought that Xiao Yi would pay for this name, and this so-called rule would go from the first floor to the third floor. It was just that these three evaluators were fakes, bought by Xiao Yi, they helped Xiao Yi create a reputation.

The expressions of Xu Jiayi, Yang Ruolan and the other two immediately darkened as they looked coldly at Liang Xiao.

This was a blatant suspicion of their judges, a complete insult to the three respected calligraphers.

On the spot, Old Man Xu Jiayi was furious and asked loudly: "Liang Xiao, what do you mean by this?"

Liang Xiao laughed coldly: "What do I mean? Old Master Xu, do you not understand? If it was already decided, then the three of us wouldn't have to work so hard to act as a foil and take the stage. "

Pah pah pah pah.

The media frantically captured this kind of scene. Flashlights flashed one after another, illuminating the tense scene.

Ling Fei and Xiong Hui spontaneously stood beside Liang Xiao, and it was very clear that these three Scholar s had miraculously allied together to the outside world at this moment.

After a moment of silence, the hot-tempered Old Man Xu Jiayi suddenly looked at Liang Xiao with spitting flames in his eyes. Coldly laughing, he said while gnashing his teeth: "Liang Xiao, I was wrong about you back then. With such a belly, how could she talk about Scholar? Since you doubt the fairness of our jury, then I will just let you give up. "

Finished speaking, old man Xu Jiayi suddenly looked as if he had gone mad. He rummaged through the three people's table for a while, and from the layers of words, he found the two that Liang Xiao had written. Then, he found Xiao Yi's wild grass and placed it on the table.

After doing all this, Old Man Xu Jiayi shouted at Liang Xiao in front of him: "Since you doubt the fairness of the judge panel, then look at the difference between the two words that you wrote and the one that Xiao Yi wrote. Anyone who knew would be able to tell. When your words were placed next to Xiao Yi's wild grass, they looked like a pile of dog shit. "

The excited old man Xu Jiayi spoke without paying any attention to his appearance. His tone was coarse, but his words were precise.

After Liang Xiao heard old man Xu Jiayi's words, she let out a cold snort. She walked over and lowered her head to look at the three rows of words on the table.

With just a single glance, Liang Xiao's complexion immediately became pale white. Her entire body trembled as she muttered, "This is impossible, this is impossible, this is impossible …"

Xu Jiayi no longer bothered with Liang Xiao. He looked at Ling Fei and Xiong Hui, and said coldly: "The two of you come and see how impartial our jury is."

Only then did Ling Fei and Xiong Hui both walk forward, and look down at the words written by Xiao Yi on the table.

With just a glance, the two former Scholar s were quickly immersed in it. His entire body stiffened, as though he had been petrified. He stared closely at the words "Xiao Yi" on the table.

Xu Jiayi and Yang Ruolan did not speak anymore, and quietly sat on the chair. Looking at these three Scholar who had once been extremely proud and arrogant, on the side that he was most adept at, they had all been slowly destroyed by someone's confidence.

Dong Yuanheng didn't seem to be able to bear it and gently shook his head.

When Xu Jiayi saw that the three of them were immersed in hearing Xiao Yi's words, the corner of his mouth rose up, revealing a haughty and arrogant smile.

Only Yang Ruolan raised her head and looked towards Xiao Yi who was seated not too far away. Seeing Xiao Yi who was sitting upright on a chair, he did not put this matter in his eyes at all. He narrowed his eyes and yawned. It was as if the scene that Liang Xiao had caused did not affect him in the slightest.

This portion of mental strength finally caused Yang Ruolan's face to change in fear. She sucked in a deep breath as a trace of fear flashed through her eyes.

In this instant, Yang Ruolan finally understood why Xiao Yi could write such a carefree and unrestrained set of words. So it turned out that this youth was not ordinary.

This sudden change caused the calligraphy competition to be interrupted halfway through. However, this change caught the attention of the entire media, and the sound of the shutter being pressed rang out incessantly.

Under the illumination of the flashlights, Liang Xiao absentmindedly looked at the words Xiao Yi had written on the table. It was as though she had seen a ghost. Her face was pale and her mouth agape as she mumbled to herself, "Impossible, this is impossible!"

At this moment, Xiong Hui and Ling Fei were staring at Xiao Yi's words. After being lost in your thoughts for a long time, a flush appeared on both of your faces. It was as though he had obtained something from the calligraphy, and it was a source of excitement.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Just as the atmosphere became extremely heavy, Xiao Yi finally raised his head. Looking at Dong Yuanheng who was seated on the chair, he suggested: "I think, the calligraphy competition can continue now, right?"

Dong Yuanheng looked at the three Scholar s who were immersed in their work, and could not help but interrupt them: "You three, are you still doubting the fairness of our judge panel? "If my doubts have been dispelled, I think we should continue the match."

The moment these words were said, Liang Xiao suddenly cried out involuntarily: "This is impossible, absolutely impossible. My calligraphy is even uglier than dog shit. "

Then, Liang Xiao actually turned around and quickly ran down the stairs. When she stepped on the wooden stairs, it released a clear and melodious sound, which shook the entire Pen Hall, causing them to not understand what she was doing, as they looked towards Liang Xiao who was running frantically.

At this moment, Liang Xiao had already fallen into a crazed state.

At this moment, Ling Fei and Xiong Hui, who were reading by the side, regained their senses. The two of them looked at each other and nodded. At the same time, they turned towards Xiao Yi, bowed, and spoke in unison: "We are far inferior to the Mr. Xiao in terms of calligraphy, we are impressed!"

This sudden action caused all the reporters who were watching the scene to be dumbfounded. Ye Zichen shook his head in shock, then gulped down a mouthful of saliva.

Xiao Yi calmly and honorably sat on the chair, and bowed to the two people as he said, "I am not proficient in calligraphy. "It's just that, in my heart, he wrote my words."

"Write my word with my heart?" Hearing Xiao Yi's words, the two of them fell into deep thought.

"Let's spar again." Xiao Yi smiled as he looked at the two in front of him and suggested.

However, the two men in front of him had already lost their will to fight. Ling Fei bit his lower lip forcefully, then raised his head and looked at Xiao Yi. He gathered up his courage and said: "After seeing the words Mr. Xiao, I know that I am indeed lacking in calligraphy. If they were to compare with the Mr. Xiao, they would have no chance of winning. "In my opinion, I give up in the following matches."

Ling Fei's abstention caused a stir. The three judges' mouths were all wide open. Seeing this, the muscles on his face twitched in disbelief.

They had participated in one calligraphy competition after another, and this time, they had even won a huge prize of three million. Under such temptation, someone had unexpectedly left the final stage.

The reason was only because he had read his competitor's words. Thus, he lost all will to fight.

The media was in an uproar. They hadn't expected such a situation to occur. For a moment, the gazes of everyone gathered on Xiong Hui. He was prepared to wait for Xiong Hui and Xiao Yi to settle this once and for them to stage a fierce battle between the two.

Only, Xiong Hui raised his head and looked at the Xiao Yi who was calm and collected. He thought to himself, this mental state was something he couldn't even compare to. A self-deprecating smile rose from the corner of his mouth, he then bowed towards Xiao Yi and slowly said: "In terms of calligraphy skills, the Mr. Xiao is something I cannot compare with. Next, I decided to abstain. Mr. Xiao is the one who deserves his title. "