Entertainment: The opening and the official announcement of the national goddess

It's like saying that a ten-year-old child suddenly obtained a doctoral degree. Normal people will doubt it, but they also know that there are always some child prodigies in this world.

Therefore, for the same reason, although these people think that Zhang Xiao is too young, these two copybooks do not look like they were written by him.

But, what if he wrote it?

What if Zhang Xiao is that kind of monstrous genius?

That's why they came up with such an excuse, and tactfully set up a test to verify Zhang Xiao's calligraphy level.

As long as Zhang Xiao wrote a copybook in front of them, the truth and falsehood would naturally be revealed.

"Oh, so that's the case!" Yang Mi thought she had misunderstood them, so she smiled apologetically and said nothing more.

At this moment, Yang Dingguo turned his attention to Zhang Xiao again, seeing that Zhang Xiao was frowning all the time, looking very distressed, he asked, "Is there no new poem?"

"It doesn't matter if there are no new poems. You can choose any one from "March in the Army" and "Poem of Mulan"!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiao didn't understand what these people meant, he shook his head and said, "No, I'm going to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone now, I've already thought about what to write."

The frown just now didn't mean that Zhang Xiao couldn't write it. In fact, he could remember at least a hundred of the [-] Tang poems in his mind.

He was just considering whether to accept the test of these people, since the father-in-law had spoken in person, Zhang Xiao did not refuse in the end.

Immediately, several people directly put the table together, and then ran downstairs to take out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the trunk.

Seeing how well prepared everyone was, Zhang Xiao smiled.

I was really guessed by myself. These people didn't say anything on the surface, but Zhang Xiao could still feel that this was setting a test for himself.

But Zhang Xiao can understand, after all, he is only 24 years old and already has such a high attainment in calligraphy, it is reasonable for them to have doubts.

Soon, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all ready.

Yang Mi walked to Zhang Xiao's side and started grinding ink for him.

Yang Dingguo, Qin Qingfeng and the old men who followed them also stood aside one after another, staring at Zhang Xiao intently.

On Xu Lan's side, with her three old sisters, she didn't even play mahjong, and came over to watch Zhang Xiao write.

Zhang Xiao stood in front of the table, closed his eyes and meditated, breathing slowly, and gradually calmed down in his heart.

Qin Qingfeng praised: "This momentum is good!"

Several other people also followed suit: "Indeed, this momentum is very good."

"Lao Yang, if nothing else, your son-in-law will die just because of his aura."

Xu Lan interrupted with a smile: "Of course, I have never seen a young man with such a good temperament as Zhang Xiao."

"Hush!" Yang Dingguo raised his hand and made a silence gesture, signaling everyone not to speak, and giving Zhang Xiao a quiet writing environment.

Everyone nodded, held their breath and concentrated, with their mouths tightly closed, for fear of disturbing Zhang Xiao.

===Chapter 88 Chivalrous Walk, You Come to Be the President of the Calligraphy Association (Please recommend and collect)===

At this time, Zhang Xiao stood in front of the table and closed his eyes to rest for a minute.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, picked up the pen, and waved it.

Before starting to write, Zhang Xiao gave people the feeling of being elegant and noble, and he felt superior to others just because of his temperament.

You can start writing.

Zhang Xiao's feeling suddenly turned into a sense of freedom.

That kind of elegant scholar with a knight-like free and easy feeling, makes people's eyes bright and shocked.

Xu Lan's three old sisters felt a little ashamed after seeing Zhang Xiao's aura at the moment. Compared with Zhang Xiao's aura, their son-in-law was simply weak.

Look at the words written by Zhang Xiao...

I just wrote a title, and it already made everyone extremely excited.

In fact, for the test, Zhang Xiao doesn't need to write a whole poem at all. After all, the main thing to look at is the words, and writing one is enough.

It's just that everyone was amazed by Zhang Xiao's aura just now, so they didn't read the words immediately.

And when they came back to their senses now and noticed the words, they immediately became sure in their hearts.

That's right, Zhang Xiao is the hope of Huaguo's calligraphy circle.

There is no doubt that Zhang Xiao is a monstrous genius in the calligraphy world.

Look at the content on the rice paper again.

"Xia Ke Xing".

Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Goushuang Xueming.

The silver saddle illuminates the white horse, rustling like a meteor.

Kill ten people in ten steps, and stay in a thousand miles.

After the matter, go to the Buddha clothes, and hide your body and name deeply.

···

hiss!

The ability of this ancient poem is simply too heaven defying.

Everyone present widened their eyes, and the poems written by Zhang Xiao couldn't help echoing in their minds.

Kill a person in ten steps, and leave no name for thousands of miles; go away with the Buddha clothes, and hide your body and name deeply.

What a poem!

Good sentence!

However, Zhang Xiao was still writing at this time, and finally wrote: "Even if you are a chivalrous man, you are not ashamed to be a hero in the world; who can be a million~[-]#^^small! Tell me, the White Head Taixuan Sutra."

"call···"

After finishing writing, he let out a sigh of relief, Zhang Xiao put the brush aside, then smiled and cupped his hands and said modestly: "It's a clumsy work, it's a shame."

Everyone at the scene: "..."

What do you call clumsy work?Do you have any misunderstanding about the word "clumsy work"?