Goddess Summoning System

Chapter 148 Competition.

Even though Qiu Wuhai didn't expect it to start like this, subconsciously he didn't want to agree to this thing that was of no benefit to him, but he couldn't back down with his teacher as an example, otherwise Wen Yuan would be really afraid in the hearts of many disciples watching the sea. Jiange.

However, it is impossible for him to agree to this matter so easily, because for him, winning a disciple, or to be precise, winning a little girl is not something to be proud of, and it is even a matter of course.

"If you want to compete, let your Jiange Pavilion Master come in person." Qiu Wuhai said calmly, implying that you are not qualified enough to compete with me.

Qiu Wuhai's calm and unhurried tone showed the demeanor of a famous teacher of a generation, and his disciples also secretly praised him.

Han Su smiled lightly, and said unhurriedly, "I heard that "Zhi Unpaid" was written by Teacher Qiu?"

"Exactly."

Qiu Wuhai looked at the woman in red with some surprises, because "Zhi Unpaid" was written by him in his early years. At that time, he was a fledgling and his reputation was not obvious, so few people knew about this article he wrote when he was young. He did not expect to enter it today. The woman in red at the gate of his Wenyuan actually knew about it.

"A man is ambitious about world affairs, but he never stops making progress. If his ambition has been fulfilled, he will have no ambition. This sentence is the last sentence of "Ambition is not fulfilled". At that time, Teacher Qiu consulted all the famous teachers from all over the world to achieve his goals. The purpose of progress. Hansu also wants to ask for advice today, will Teacher Qiu refuse?" Hansu said softly. (Liang Qichao Zhiwei)

Qiu Wuhai felt stuck in his throat and didn't know what to say. If he had rejected this woman, then he shouldn't have made such a precedent back then.

The cause of yesterday forms the fruit of today, and time is destiny.

In the end, Qiu Wuhai could only force a smile on his face, and said gently to the disciples behind him, "There will be progress only if there is communication, and there will be no achievements if you work behind closed doors. You have to learn from this girl."

"Yes, teacher." The students clasped their hands one after another.

Qiu Wuhai immediately turned around and bowed to the woman in red, "Since that's the case, I promise you today. It's not for the sake of judging, but purely for mutual promotion. Of course, if you like poetry and articles after today, You can come to our Wenyuan to study, our Wenyuan never rejects any student who likes poetry and articles."

Han Su said flatly, "If I lose, I will quit Jiange and become a disciple of Wen Yuan."

Gan Tang who was at the side was slightly taken aback when he heard this, while Qiu Wuhai nodded in satisfaction after hearing this, "Okay, well, a man who knows current affairs is a hero, and Wenyuan must be more suitable for you, a girl."

Han Su's eyes were like water, and his voice was like a clear pool, he said, "I haven't lost yet, is it too early for Mr. Qiu to draw this conclusion."

Qiu Wuhai smiled, and got straight to the point, "Since I'm the teacher, then you can come up with the questions."

"Although I'm here to ask for advice, I won't take advantage of the teacher. If that's the case, let someone else come up with the question. I have a good idea here. Why don't I choose a disciple in Wenyuan to come up with the question?" Let’s ask a question, I wonder if Teacher Qiu thinks it’s feasible?”

Qiu Wuhai thought for a while before agreeing, "Yes."

"Then let him be." Han Su raised her slender fingers and casually pointed at a fat male disciple in the crowd.

The chubby male disciple was stunned for a moment, and then he was pushed out by the crowd, looking at the woman in red with a flushed face.

"Qu Zheng." Qiu Wuhai looked at his disciple's dull look and couldn't help but coughed and reminded him. He was also familiar with this disciple. It seemed that the competition method chosen by the woman in red was indeed fair, and even better for him. It was advantageous. After all, these disciples knew his writing style very well, but they didn't know what the woman in red was good at. All in all, in Qiu Wuhai's heart, the outcome of this essay-based battle was decided.

"It seems that Teacher Qiu has no objection, so it is decided like this."

"How do you judge winning or losing?" Qiu Wuhai asked impatiently.

Han Su said unhurriedly, "I don't have much time, so I use the time of a stick of incense as the boundary. The better article wins. As for whose article is better, everyone must have their own judgment."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked. After all, wanting to complete an article in two quarters of an hour has never been heard or seen since ancient times.If it is changed to poetry, it is not enough to surprise everyone, but it is not uncommon for articles to say hundreds of words at least, and thousands of words at most.It is absolutely impossible to write an article with hundreds of words in just two quarters of an hour.

The disciples began to discuss one after another.

"This is absolutely impossible! The time for a stick of incense is not even enough time to think about the general idea of ​​the article, let alone write it."

"This girl doesn't look like a boastful person. How can she speak so unrealistically?"

"It's no wonder that we choose such a method to discuss the superiority and inferiority. Neither side can write it out. Doesn't it end in a draw?"

So that's the case, Qiu Wuhai thought he finally understood what the woman in red did, and then asked with a smile, "If both parties haven't finished writing, how can we judge whether we win or lose?"

Han Su said calmly, "If it is not finished, just the part of the article that has been written is enough to distinguish the good from the bad."

"Okay, let's start then."

……

Immediately, several Haiguan disciples studied ink for the two of them, and prepared pens and paper on the desk.

Qiu Wuhai immediately looked at the fat male student beside him, coughed and said in a deep voice, "Qu Zheng, it's up to you to come up with the question. Remember, it's random, and don't put any words that were mentioned in class here." Appear."

"Yes, teacher." The chubby male disciple bowed to Qiu Wuhai, and then said, "In that case, please ask the teacher and this girl to use their respective school pavilions as the topic and describe the scenes of their respective school pavilions."

Qiu Wuhai smiled slightly when he heard that, his disciple really knew him well, and knew that he was best at this kind of articles.

Immediately, Qiu Wuhai, who had a good idea in his mind, hadn't started writing for the time being, because he hadn't finished thinking about the first half of the article, and second, he wanted to see how the woman in red should look when facing this question.

However, what he didn't expect was that the woman in red picked up a brush and dipped it in ink to start writing on the rice paper the next second after listening to the topic, and the speed of writing would definitely amaze most scholars.

Could it be that this woman already has a belly draft in her chest?

Qiu Wuhai couldn't help thinking this way, but his disciple named Qu Zheng had been in the Wenyuan for six years, so he couldn't understand him very well.Moreover, the Jiange had not yet been established at that time, and it was impossible to secretly communicate with this woman.

In the end, Qiu Wuhai could only define the behavior of the woman in red as empty-handed, and he might not be able to write a single word.

Qiu Wuhai withdrew his gaze, cleared up the doubts in his heart, and then began to calm down and think.

Soon, inspiration gushed out like a spring, and countless beautiful scenes were transformed into words in Qiu Wuhai's mind. However, just as he was about to write, exclamations sounded in his ears.

Qiu Wuhai raised his head blankly, just in time to see the woman in red putting down the ink pen, holding the sides of the rice paper with both hands and shaking the ink on the paper, Qiu Wuhai immediately saw a page full of neat and neat characters on the rice paper .

Qiu Wuhai was stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses until the ink from his brush fell on the rice paper and formed a big black spot.

Yet the contrast between the two sheets of paper never left his mind.

(End of this chapter)