I’m Really a Superstar

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There are ten games in total.

Winning six games will determine the outcome.

Some people in the team behind Master Wei can no longer sit still. This is no longer friendship first and competition second. It would be fine if the opponent is a master. They have nothing to say. It would not be shameful to lose, but the opponent is a nobody. This is It's so embarrassing for calligraphers like them to lose face.

"Hey, I still don't believe it"

"If it's an ancient poem, I'll do it myself."

"If you have a five-character poem, just leave it to me."

"A young boy is too disrespectful to us seniors."

"Haha, you guys, Lao Yu and Lao Lu, are going to do it too? Okay, then I'm one of them. I have to be serious about it, otherwise I won't be able to show off my face."

"Don't believe he can still have three heads and six arms?"

"How far can one's knowledge go when one is young?"

These calligraphers are all sharpening their knives.

Zhang Ye looked at it and asked for Wu Zeqing's opinion, "Principal Wu, do you think we will lose a few games? Of course we will win in the end, but in the process..." According to Zhang Ye's intention, of course it doesn't matter. Yes, but this was Wu Zeqing's birthday after all, and it was also her circle. Zhang Ye was afraid that Principal Wu would think it was inappropriate and would inevitably offend others, so he asked Principal Wu to see what his attitude was.

Wu Zeqing asked, "Why should we lose?"

Zhang Ye said: "There are seniors in the calligraphy world over there, I'm afraid of you..."

Wu Zeqing smiled and said: "In art, there is no humility. If you are really weak, there is nothing you can do if you lose, but if you can win, why not win?"

Zhang Ye blinked and said, "Is it okay if you win?"

"What can happen?" Wu Zeqing sipped tea.

Zhang Ye knew it, "Okay, this is what I'm waiting for."

Offend? How could Zhang Ye care? This guy has never cared about this. He was afraid that Wu Zeqing would find it difficult in the end. But now Principal Wu's words have dispelled Zhang Ye's worries. He finally discovered why he likes Lao Wu so much. Like that time Asking yourself to teach is something that ordinary university principals would not dare to do. For example, when he made shocking remarks about "A Dream of Lou Lou", Wu Zeqing directly supported him without even asking. , Wu Zeqing is more courageous than Zhang Ye, and is really different from ordinary women.

win?

Of course that's no problem

If you want to win, I will win for you

"I'm going to draw lots.

"Zhang Ye took the initiative to go.

The fourth test question came out - to write an ancient poem, the last word should be included in the word "flow".

This kind of question is a bit difficult. If the first word is good, everyone can think of it as soon as they think about it. After all, everyone reads poetry from the beginning, but the last word at the end, even if it is a poem that is familiar to everyone, may not be remembered by everyone. , you have to go from the beginning to the first word, which adds great difficulty.

"Finally, I'm limited to writing lyrics, I'll do it." Teacher Yu stepped in.

But Zhang Ye had already picked up the pen and started writing.

"poppy"

When are the spring flowers and autumn moon?

How much do you know about the past?

There was an east wind in the small building last night,

The motherland cannot bear to look back at the bright moon.

The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there,

It’s just Zhu Yan’s change.

I ask you how much sorrow you can have,

Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

Zhang Ye finished writing and then looked at the other player.

Teacher Yu came over with a smile full of enthusiasm and confidence. He was not in a hurry and casually glanced at the lyrics written by Zhang Ye. Then, his smiling expression changed for a while, sometimes red and sometimes green, and finally turned into a movement. The teacher slapped his forehead hard

I'm crazy

Can you also write co-authored lyrics?

Did you create it on the spot again?

Teacher Yu wished he hadn't said that much earlier, so why would he come? After being silent for a few seconds, he turned around dumbfounded and returned to Master Wei's camp in despair.

Master Zhou was happy, "Lao Yu?"

Teacher Yu waved his hand, "I won't write anymore."

"Then you gave up?" Master Zhou asked.

Teacher Yu thought to himself, "Aren't you talking nonsense? If you write it, it will be in vain. Forget it, I give up." The literary nature of this poem is so scary, and the calligraphy is also beautiful. Teacher Yu thinks he can achieve greatness in calligraphy. It's a little higher than the opponent's, but not by much. But no matter what type of word card he writes, it will definitely not be as good as the opponent's "Poppy", so don't show off your humiliation.

The people around were stunned. Teacher Yu has given up? This is a famous calligrapher who just won the first prize in a calligraphy competition this year.

Master Zhou said: "Then the fifth game begins."

The title of the fifth session is - Thinking, Billion.

The topic range is very broad, but the wider the topic range, the harder it is sometimes to write.

No one came out for the time being. They seemed to want to see what Zhang Ye wrote first.

Zhang Ye took a sip of wine, but without saying a word, he held the brush and started swiping the ink without thinking.

"Jinse"

There are fifty strings of Jinse for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of my good years.

Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.

The bright moon in the sea has tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke.

This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss.

As soon as the last stroke was made, people at the scene started to cheer.

Suna shouted, clapped her hands vigorously and said, "Well written."

This poem was loved by many lesbians at the scene, and their thoughts seemed to drift a little further, "This feeling can be recalled, but at that time... it was already at a loss?"

Some people are crazy about hearing this

The people on Master Wei's side were also speechless.

What is this person like? One after another, your mother throws out such excellent and classic poems as if they don’t want money? Could you please write a poem that is familiar to us?

Who's on?

Who can win this one?

There can't be no one to challenge, otherwise if you lose, you will also lose your momentum.

You pushed me, I pushed you, but in the end there was really no one left. One person from the team came up and wrote a relevant poem. It was a long poem. It took a long time to write, and the sky was full of excitement. Long poems can extend the time, so Most people want to win this game in calligraphy skills.

But after he finished writing, Master Zhou still announced that Wu Zeqing's team had won this battle. There was no other reason. No matter how high the calligraphy level was, it still needed to be expressed through words, and the poem "Young Man with Sunglasses" was enough to overshadow everything else. His calligraphy also rose to a higher level

Another win

Wu Zeqing couldn't get up anymore, so he sat there drinking tea and watching the excitement.

Many people around were talking a lot, and some female relatives were pointing at Zhang Ye.

"Bravo"

"This guy is amazing"

"Why are you wearing sunglasses? You can't even see your face."

"Today's annual meeting is not in vain. It's such a big show."

Master Zhou announced, "The sixth game has begun." After both parties drew lots, he said: "The title of this game is Qingming, and the first two words must be used."

Um?

Qingming?

The topic was picked at random, and there are really no poems whose first word is Qingming.

However, Master Wei's people are not just ordinary people. A young talent immediately appeared, stood in front of the desk, picked up a pen, and started to create on his own. Do you think you are the only one who can create?

Zhang Ye is also writing.

"Qingming"

It rains heavily during Qingming Festival,

Pedestrians on the road want to die.

Where is the restaurant,

The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.

I put pen to paper, added a paragraph, and wrote my name as usual.

When the young man from Master Wei's team was halfway through writing, he got curious and glanced at Zhang Ye's words. His eyes almost popped out when he looked at it. He coughed several times and then looked down at himself. After composing this poem, I sighed and put down my pen and stopped writing.

"I give up." The young man was convinced.

Master Zhou asked: "Aren't you going to finish writing?"

The young man smiled bitterly and said: "Forget it, I won't show my shame anymore."

six games

Zhang Ye wins completely

Master Zhou said with a smile: "There are four more games. The outcome has been decided. Do we still want to continue competing?"

Wu Zeqing said: "We don't care."

Master Wei said nothing, but many people behind him said:

"Compare"

"Why not compare?"

"There are still four games left."

Although they have lost, the result is no longer important now. Master Zhou's name belongs to Wu Zeqing. What they have to do now is to regain their face. At least, they have to win one game, right? You can't let people kill a bald man. If word spreads, it will really become a joke.

Master Zhou smiled and said: "Okay, let's continue."

A young calligrapher said: "Master Zhou, I think this competition is unfair. It is obviously a calligraphy competition, but now it has become a poetry competition? We all know that calligraphy is inseparable from expression, words and poetry. But poetry is not everything about calligraphy. We have already seen this friend’s poetry creation level, and he is indeed better than us, but that doesn’t mean his calligraphy is better than ours, right?”

Master Zhou spread his palms and said, "But, these are the rules of the competition. This is the rule for every annual meeting and competition."

Isn't it fair?

really unfair

Master Zhou knows it, Master Wei knows it, and Wu Zeqing also knows it.

In their previous calligraphy competitions, everyone's literary level was actually about the same. There was no one too bad or too good. After all, calligraphers are not necessarily writers, so this kind of competition was relatively reasonable and fair. Everyone was basically the same. It was on a par with the competition, but this time there was a genius in the competition. Not only was his calligraphy skills among the best, but his literary skills were also shocking. This suddenly made the competition lose its suspense. Everyone knew that the young man in sunglasses didn't win in calligraphy. in literature, but in literature

Book power? He could only say that he was on par with the calligraphers present, many of whom were taller than him.

But literary literacy? He really crushed the dozens of calligraphers present. Yes, it was crushing. There was no suspense at all.

Is one person enough?

Now many people only belatedly understand what Wu Zeqing's initial words meant. Principal Wu didn't mean that she alone was enough, but that this young man alone was enough. Principal Wu had obviously known her for a long time. She knew this young man, and she clearly knew what he was capable of, so when she saw the young man coming to her team, she did not ask for other teammates, but rejected other people's sympathetic requests to join her team because Wu Zeqing knew that this young man would That's enough. That's the fact. This young man really defeated dozens of senior calligraphers over there by himself.