I’m Really a Superstar

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Is one person enough? Your tone is too loud

Why is Principal Wu so confident today?

Everyone was happy, and many people watching the excitement became excited.

Master Wei looked at Wu Zeqing with a half-smile, "It seems that Xiao Wu's calligraphy skills have improved recently? Then we really can't underestimate the enemy?"

Wu Zeqing smiled and said nothing.

Master Zhou was speechless for a long time, "Xiao Wu, are you sure you don't want anyone else?"

Wu Zeqing nodded slightly, "Haha, no need."

Master Zhou was at his wits end. He had always wanted to help Wu Zeqing, at least make the situation fair, so that the competition would be exciting. However, Wu Zeqing's attitude puzzled many people, and many people around him couldn't understand it. Everyone recognized Wu Zeqing's skill and knew that she was no worse than most of the calligraphers present. As long as Wu Zeqing didn't Slow down, in another ten or twenty years, 80% of domestic calligraphy masters will be named Wu Zeqing, but now is not more than ten years later, there are dozens of calligraphers and a calligraphy master opposite Wu Zeqing. Did she think she could really defeat so many people by herself? Such confidence?

Is one person enough?

What is enough? Dozens more are not enough to pay back one person?

Everyone thought that when Wu Zeqing said "one person is enough", he was talking about Wu Zeqing himself.

Probably only Su Na knows that "one person is enough" mentioned by Principal Wu is probably not referring to her, but to the only teammate behind her.

Can Teacher Zhang do it?

Although he just said yes...

But does he really know calligraphy? He said yes, did Principal Wu really believe it?

Su Na clenched her fist and raised it over there, as a gesture to cheer Principal Wu and Teacher Zhang. At this moment, of course she was not on her father's side. There were more people bullying less people, and she even bullied a girl. , Su Na's position was also very firm, and then she stared at her father with contempt.

Father Su coughed.

The other calligraphers also looked stern.

"Anyway, there's no shortage of me. I'll just follow you and watch the excitement.

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"Forget it, Lao Yu, let's go have some tea."

"There are so many people, and I am not the only one left. Haha, I don't want to bully Xiao Wu anymore. It's okay to bully the small ones with the big ones. It's not appropriate to bully the small ones with the more. It's not appropriate.

"Just making trouble for fun."

"Come on, I'll take a rest."

Immediately, several people voluntarily quit. Since Principal Wu no longer needs teammates, they just sat and watched the game without helping anyone.

However, the gap in numbers is still too big.

Master Zhou thought about it for a moment and said: "Originally, we were planning to compete in twenty games, but there is a big disparity in the number of people. How about we compete in three games to determine the outcome?"

Wu Zeqing said: "Mr. Zhou, you have to do whatever you want. I can't break the normal rules."

Just three games is a bit less and not enough to watch. After all, today is the annual meeting of the Calligraphy Association’s founding anniversary. It would be boring if it wasn’t lively. Master Zhou said: “Since Xiao Wu said so, fine, I’ll make a decision. , let’s play ten games among them, and the one with the higher winning rate wins, how about that?”

Wu Zeqing said: "Listen to Mr. Zhou's arrangement."

"Okay, let's get started, haha." Master Wei also said.

Master Zhou cleared his throat and said loudly: "Some people may be here for the first time. Let me first explain the rules and the method of drawing lots. Each team will draw once. After the title is determined, the competition will begin. One question per game, and the time is specified. The answer must be completed within ten minutes and must comply with the requirements of the question. If it is a long poem or article, the answer time can be extended to a certain extent. In principle, each question cannot exceed twenty minutes at most. The specific judging rules are determined by me. Mr. Zhou's reputation is still acceptable, haha, so everyone can rest assured in terms of fairness."

"Mr. Zhou, you are joking."

"Yes, of course, don't worry"

"If you are unjust, no one will be fair."

Everyone laughed and said a few words. Firstly, Master Zhou's character and qualifications were there. Secondly, the prize this time was the work provided by Master Zhou. Of course he had the right to be the judge.

"Then thank you all for your love and trust." Master Zhou said with a smile, and then called his disciples to bring them two small wooden boxes that had been prepared earlier. Inside were small folded notes, which could not be seen from the outside. The handwriting inside should be the scope of the test questions.

Wu Zeqing and Zhang Ye were seated next to each other.

She turned her head and smiled, "Ten games, half for each person?"

Zhang Ye shrugged his shoulders, "It doesn't matter to me."

"Okay." Wu Zeqing chuckled and said, "I really like Master Zhou's calligraphy."

Zhang Ye spat out the melon seed skin and said, "Anyway, I will fight side by side with you today. Those words will definitely help you win back. It just so happens that I didn't prepare a birthday gift for you, so now we are all alive."

Wu Zeqing looked at him and said, "It's difficult."

"Try it." Zhang Ye actually had no idea, but his momentum was not inferior to anyone else's.

Oh, your Master Wei’s birthday is your birthday, but my Principal Wu’s birthday is not my birthday, right? Nonsense, I don’t believe this evil today, buddy.

It's okay to bully me

I don't care if you bully others

But you guys, a bunch of respectable calligraphers, are bullying Lao Wu? That's not okay

In fact, to be honest, the people on the other side have no intention of bullying Wu Zeqing. What kind of leader is Wu Zeqing? The importance is different. However, Zhang Ye's temper was like a tinderbox, ready to explode at any moment. He didn't care about this or that. This time, he just wanted to give Principal Wu a face. Considering how far away he was, Zhang Ye definitely wanted to help Old Wu.

The drawing of lots has begun.

Master Zhou sat down in the middle and shook a small box in his hand, "Come on?"

Master Wei sat next to him, reached out and grabbed one, turned over the note, and there was one word written on it - Zeng.

Wu Zeqing also stood up gently, walked up gracefully, took out a small note from the second box with his hand, and spread it out to Master Zhou. On it were two words - the initials.

Master Zhou immediately announced: "The title of the first session has come out. We have to write a poem starting with Zeng (eg one tone) or Zeng (eg two tones).

Their calligraphy competition seems to be a competition of calligraphy, but in fact it is not just that. If you just randomly write "Teacher Zeng is a good man", it will not be popular. So needless to say, the questions of their competition are all written When writing poems and poems, even if you don't write according to allusions and existing poems in ancient times, you must still follow the regulations and write ancient poems and poems in a straight line. Modern words or aphorisms are not allowed. This goes without saying. There are rules, otherwise what restrictions would there be on these questions? Just to increase the difficulty

"Zeng?"

"Or the first letter?"

"This first question is not difficult."

"But it's not easy. It depends on how both sides answer."

Everyone watching the excitement started to think and answer the questions in their minds.

Wu Zeqing came back and casually said to Zhang Ye: "There are many poems about Zeng's first characters, but there are no famous ones. They are all small poems and words. This question is not easy to answer. The calligraphy comparison is not only about the characters, but also the words." I mean, if I don’t choose the text well, it won’t matter no matter how good the handwriting is. Let me think about it.”

Master Wei's group of people are thinking.

Wu Zeqing was also pondering over the answer.

Zhang Ye, on the other hand, didn't react at all. He was cracking the melon seeds one after another with ease. He didn't have the style of an artist at all. He looked like a man who just came to eat and drink.

Everyone around looked at Principal Wu's only teammate with dumbfounded eyes. "Your mother is a pig teammate. Are you just here to make up for the numbers?" I haven’t stopped eating melon seeds. Have you never had a meal in your last life? It’s such an exciting moment in the game. It’s okay if you don’t help Wu Zeqing with advice. Your team is about to go on the field. Do you have some competition spirit? There are melon seeds in your eyes when they are closed.

Su Na was also sweating. Teacher Zhang was so leisurely.

Master Zhou smiled and said: "The five-minute countdown has begun."

The desk, pens, ink, paper and inkstones were all ready and placed between the two groups of people.

Opposite me, a middle-aged man suddenly took a step forward and said confidently: "I'll do this question, Mr. Wei?"

Master Wei looked at him and said, "Xiao Wang wants to take action? Okay, I wish you success."

Teacher Wang flexed his wrist and said, "Of course it goes without saying, I will win the first game first."

There are no very famous poems starting with the word Zeng. Choosing poems becomes a difficult problem. You must at least know the poem first and then be able to memorize it. This is also a difficulty in the competition. Internet searches are not allowed here, so there is no problem. The meaning of the competition, so this kind of competition sometimes involves not only personal calligraphy skills, but also many considerations, so a team with a large number of people will naturally have an absolute advantage, because no one person can master so many things and be so good at memory. All poems, lyrics, and songs, whether famous or not, should be pooled together. So Teacher Wang from Master Wei's team came forward to answer the question. He happened to know an ancient poem that started with Zeng. It had no title and was a short poem recorded in an ancient text. The artistic conception was not very good, but it was not bad.

He began to write:

The three sides of the people who once drove the claws were quiet, and the new beard, ginseng, and six righteousnesses were poor.

It turns out that there is a moon in Wenchang in the evening, and it is as pitiful as being in the Yu Tower.

After putting down the pen, Teacher Wang looked at Wu Zeqing opposite with a smile, "Teacher Wu, is it your turn?"

"good words"

"Poetry is not bad either."

"Sister Wu is hanging."

"This poem should be the most famous one among the poems starting with Zeng, and it is also relatively the most famous. Teacher Wang has already written it, what should Principal Wu write?"

Everyone communicated in a low voice to prevent the sound from affecting the competition on the field.

Master Zhou looked at his watch, "There are still three minutes."

Wu Zeqing communicated with Zhang Ye, "I know a poem, but the artistic conception is not enough. It is a little worse than Teacher Wang. There is no allusion to support it. If I write it, I may not win."

Zhang Ye asked: "Shall I do it?"

Wu Zeqing looked at him, "Do you remember the better poems starting with Zeng? I haven't seen the bottom of your book, otherwise you can tell me and I will write it."

Zhang Ye said: "I don't remember, and I don't often read ancient poems. Since you said there is no poem with a better beginning than Zeng, then there must be no better poem." Zhang Ye believed Wu Zeqing's judgment.

Wu Zeqing said calmly: "Since there is no such thing, how can you write it?"

Zhang Ye said matter-of-factly: "But I can write it myself."

"Write it yourself?" Wu Zeqing smiled, "Okay, that's up to you."