Peerless Genius System

Every year, the couplets of the Shigongtan are written by the old man. This year, the old man is ill and cannot write the couplets. What should I do?

Xiao Dilong's brows furrowed deeply, this is a problem for him.

"I heard that there is a person in Chenjia Village who can write well, why don't you invite him to write?" One person suggested.

But someone immediately rejected: "It's ridiculous, this is the teacher's forum of our Xiao family. If you ask people from the Chen family to write couplets, wouldn't it be a joke? This is absolutely not possible!"

These remarks are indeed reasonable and have received everyone's support. The status of the Shigong altar is too important. On many important festivals, foreigners are not allowed to enter the Shigong altar, let alone write couplets for the Shigong altar.

"Would you like to go to the town and ask someone to use a computer to copy a couplet?" Someone else came up with an idea.

Xiao Dichang shook his head: "The couplet must be posted before twelve o'clock in the evening. How can I get it in time? Besides, it's so late, the town is closed, who can I get to copy it?"

This……

Everyone frowned, obviously this was a big problem, and they felt that what Xiao Dichang said before was right, it is time to practice more calligraphy, the old man will leave sooner or later, and he can't follow the rules of the master altar by then. Change it.

"Don't worry, Xiao Luo has gone to college and can do everything. Writing with a brush is definitely not a problem. Wouldn't it be enough for him to write a couplet instead of the old man?" Xiao Qiudong said loudly.

His purpose is very simple. To push Xiao Luo out of the limelight, he will tell everyone that going to college is a piece of shit, and he can do anything? Know everything? That's just idiots and bullshit.

Yes, how could I forget Xiao Luo!

Everyone suddenly realized that they all looked towards Xiao Luo, with anticipation in their eyes.

Xiao Dichang asked suspiciously, "Xiao Luo, can you write with a brush?"

"Uncle Di, aren't you making fun of Xiao Luo on purpose? He's an undergraduate student, and the guy with the highest education in our village. If he can't even write, then nobody really can."

Xiao Qiudong deliberately raised his voice and patted Xiao Luo on the shoulder, "Brother, don't hide it at this time, the family needs you."

Xiao Ping gritted his teeth, how could he not know what kind of wishful thinking Xiao Qiudong was playing, should college students be omnipotent? Should college students be able to do everything? Tell Luo Zi to stand out,

Don't you just want Luo Zi to make a fool of himself in front of his clan?

He found a ladder for Xiao Luo: "Luozi, it doesn't matter if you don't, now few people can write with a brush. It's not a shameful thing."

Xiao Qiudong immediately glared and shouted, "Xiao Ping, what do you mean? Do you think I'm deliberately embarrassing Xiao Luo?"

"Isn't it?" Xiao Ping whispered quietly.

Xiao Qiudong was extremely angry: "What is your attitude, do you still want to borrow money?"

"I……"

These words directly touched Xiao Ping's most vulnerable nerve. He raised his head and stared at Xiao Qiudong extremely uncomfortable and aggrieved.

"Cough cough... Qiudong, don't say such things here at the Master's Palace. Everyone is a family, and the Master will be very unhappy when he sees it." Xiao Quanren said with a dry cough.

Xiao Di Chang echoed: "Yeah, the private affairs between you are settled in private, and now I only talk about writing couplets." Turning to look at Xiao Luo, "Xiao Luo, can you?"

"let me try."

Xiao Luo smiled and walked up.

At this time, Xiao Qiudong said in a sneering tone: "Xiao Luo, don't be stubborn, I just said it casually, if you really don't know it, no one will make fun of you, Shigongtan is our Xiao In the important place of the clan, the couplet must be written neatly, if it is written in a twisted way, as if it was bitten by a dog, it must not be posted on it.”

As soon as he said these words, everyone looked at him with disgust, like a fly.

Xiao Luo completely regarded him as air, picked up the brush, and began to dab the ink.

This ink-stained posture makes Xiao Qiudong extremely funny, but it is not very beautiful. When the old man writes calligraphy, he is very particular about it. At first glance, the movement is like a layman among laymen, and even the posture of holding a writing brush is extremely ugly.

The old man Xiao Quanren on the side couldn't help frowning, thinking: This Xiao Luo should be trying to be brave!

"Xiao Luo, can you really do that?" Xiao Dichang was dubious.

"I try to write as well as I can."

Xiao Luo closed his eyes, thinking about the vocabulary of the couplet. At the same time, he also spent 500 points in exchange for a calligraphy ability. In an instant, the brush in his hand seemed to have become a part of his body, no longer as it was before. Unfamiliar and unfamiliar, many words come to mind.

Of course, he didn't want to slap Xiao Qiudong in the face, it didn't make any sense, he just wanted to contribute something to the Master's Forum.

As soon as Xiao Luo wrote, a word "ancestor" was written.

"Hey, this is running script? No, it's not standard running script, it's running script? It doesn't seem to be very different from ordinary running script." Xiao Quanren's eyes lit up, this word is unusual.

Xiao Qiudong, who originally had a mocking expression on his face, froze, and said in his heart: "This guy can actually write with a brush?"

Ji Siying was a little excited, because she felt that it was time to write down another note in her small notebook.

Xiao Luo looked attentive, and the brush in his hand was writing like a dragon and a snake. The appearance of a layman at the beginning was long gone, replaced by the heritage and connotation of a calligraphy master, in one go, without a single pause.

The first couplet is: Zu De Liu Fanghui Sun and Moon;

The second couplet is: Zong Gong is handed down from generation to generation to reflect the mountains and rivers.

After writing, the pen stops, neat and neat, without any sloppiness, which makes the surrounding Luo village people fascinated. They do not understand the connotation of calligraphy, but they can deeply appreciate a majestic atmosphere, a kind of artist's spirit. Infectivity.

Xiao Quanren has already stared at Xiao Luo's face, his turbid old eyes are full of fiery rays of light, and he likes to reveal: "Good words are good couplets, sun, moon, mountains and rivers, what kind of momentum is this, and these words are like flowing clouds and flowing water. , but he is vigorous and powerful, and he has such deep Taoism at such a young age, not bad, not bad, not bad, hahaha..."

He is not only a god in the village, but also a scholar, and his evaluation is naturally authoritative.

"Xiao Luo is indeed a college student, amazing!"

"The writing is so good."

"Son, when you grow up, you have to be admitted to an undergraduate university like Uncle Xiao Luo, do you hear?"

Everyone looked at Xiao Luo with admiration. This is really amazing. It is really amazing that the old man can give such a high evaluation.

Xiao Qiudong's face is as ugly as it is ugly. He doesn't know what's wrong, how this year is being suppressed by Xiao Luo everywhere, you know, last year, the year before, and the year before the year, he completely treated Xiao Luo completely. Let's compare.

"Master, can this couplet be posted?" Mr. Xiao asked.

Xiao Quan looked at these two words like a treasure, with a bright smile on his face: "If you don't even qualify for such a couplet, then the couplets I wrote before are even less qualified." () "Peerless Genius" System" only represents the author's crazy views. If you find any content that violates national laws, please delete it. The stand is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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