Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"My guest does not know, but here is an elegant gathering of literati and elegant guests. You can compete on the stage in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the winnings are very good."

"Okay, thank you, go get busy."

The waiter leaves.

I ate late last night and didn't eat this morning. Now it's noon and I can't say whether I'm hungry or not.

Looking downstairs, there were almost no empty spots. After searching for a long time, I finally found it in a corner.

Hurry up and occupy it. After a while, even this one will be gone.

"This gathering should have been scheduled early in the morning. Talented people come here one after another. It's really a good place."

Song Tingran looked at Shi Yan with great interest and asked him to sit outside so that he could see the stage.

I casually ordered some dishes and tea. I still need to fill my stomach at noon. A pregnant person cannot go hungry.

The same lucky girl who used to charge for fishing is standing in Taichung. Her face is round and round. According to the ancient method, it is indeed a prosperous face. No wonder the place is so lively and there is more or less mysticism in it.

Many poems were hung on both sides of the inn. It seems that the poem section has been missed.

"The next step is to raise the word. The word Yong is higher. Does anyone want to come up and try it?"

"Why do you write this word? This seems quite simple."

Although Sang Cheng couldn't write, he had seen Shi Yan's handwriting. It was much more complicated than this, and he didn't understand why he chose a simple one.

Shi Yan smiled and explained: "Once the word Yong is written, all other words can be written."

Qiao Jinshu nodded blankly. His husband seemed to have said this when he was studying before, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

"Why?" All the husbands didn't understand.

Shi Yan was not in a hurry. He patiently dipped his hand in water and wrote something on the table.

"You see, although this character has few strokes, it contains many dots, horizontal and vertical hooks, strokes, and strokes, so it is equivalent to practicing this."

Sang Cheng hugged Shi Yan's arm and praised, "Brother is so awesome. Go ahead and write one. Let those people see the beauty of our Daniu Village."

Shi Yan put his index finger to his mouth. There were many people here, coming from all over the world, so he had to be more careful when speaking.

Many people have already written on it. Each person has a picture and their name is written in the lower left corner.

"Shi Yan, if you want to, just write one. The world is so big, there are many talented people, and they also have a lot of knowledge."

"Master Wife, the people on that stage are all women. We are not familiar with the place here, so forget it and wait until we have another chance."

Shi Yan was yearning, but sensible. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to eat in peace.

The stage was in full swing.

"Is there anyone else who wants to submit a comment? If there is no one, we will start the competition."

Shi Yan turned his back and didn't dare. Song Tingran shouted: "Wait a minute."

"Isn't this the girl who won the first place in fishing yesterday? I don't want you to dabble in such a wide range of things. Come on, I've got this ink, paper and inkstone ready."

The lucky girl had a good impression of Song Tingran. He was a very measured person. Yesterday, he did not cause trouble because he was not allowed to continue competing. Instead, he understood and gave the extra fish to strangers, and the fish shop also benefited from it. .

Song Tingran picked up Shi Yan and led him to the stage.

"It's not me who wants to participate, it's my husband Shi Yan who wants to participate. His handwriting is very good."

The audience immediately went into chaos. They thought that Song Tingran was brought with her because her husband was pregnant, but she didn't expect that it was him who participated.

Shi Yan's huge belly immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Are you kidding? A husband who is about to give birth can still attend the gathering and go home to wait for the birth of the child."

"This is a gathering, not a backyard."

"Don't make trouble, get down quickly!"

The voices in the audience were very unfriendly, and the lucky girl also looked embarrassed.

"Dear guest, why don't you write one?"

"I'm not good at writing, but my Shi Yan's writing is excellent. This gathering has never stated that men are not allowed to participate, so why can't I write about it?"

Shi Yan's palms were sweaty, and he was a little unsteady in the face of doubts. He took his wife's arm and used it for support.

"I can't even stand still. I'll see if I can write. That's another matter. Don't embarrass yourself."

"If my husband is like this with a big belly, he will lose his face."

Song Tingran slapped the table hard, and the audience immediately became quiet. The lucky girl hurriedly smoothed things over.

"We are at an elegant gathering. We must not lose our harmony. Although it is unprecedented for a man to appear on the stage, we should treat it as a favor for the girl who is the top fisherman and write a letter."

With these words, the people below began to watch the fun, and there were also some sympathetic young men, but they did not dare to speak and could only wait silently on the side, serving their wives.

"Shi Yan, take your time. I believe you. I'm here, don't be afraid."

Song Tingran went to hold Shi Yan's hand, only to find that his palms were sweaty, so he took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him. There was another sigh underneath.

Shi Yan didn't look at the audience. He picked up the brush and looked at the paper, but he didn't dare to write easily, with a solemn expression.

Song Tingran took a casual look and found that the other couples were all standing in their positions, waving to the stage, saying words of encouragement, but making no sound.

"Shi Yan, look."

"Ok?"

Looking in the direction, Shi Yan saw his brothers at a glance, their eyes met, and suddenly he laughed.

He was afraid of nothing at this moment.

I dipped the brush again and wrote the word "Yong" in one go.

The lucky girl was immediately stunned. The energy was sonorous and powerful, without being sloppy, and her writing style had the potential of thousands of troops.

If she hadn't seen this person write it with her own eyes, she would never have believed it!

The audience was quiet at first, and then became noisy again.

"It's not that the writing is wrong, hahaha."

"No matter how you write it, take it out and read it. It's very courageous."

The words written by Shi Yan were hung up together with those written by other girls. These scholars were dumbfounded, but they had indeed seen it with their own eyes, and there was no way it could be faked.

Song Tingran proudly held his hand and looked at the people in the audience who had just shouted. They did not dare to look at each other and avoided looking at each other.

"Today you have seen that there are many talented and learned men among these men. In the future, it is better to be more modest when going out to attend gatherings."

Song Tingran said this deliberately for those people to hear, and also to give Shi Yan an outlet.

The result of this game was obvious. Shi Yan won. His word "Yong" was the first in the competition, and the winning number was a colorful bead hairpin.

Shi Yan took it with both hands, put it directly on Song Tingran's head, and fed him a big mouthful of dog food.

The two held hands and returned to their seats. The other couples couldn't wait. They were full of words of congratulations, but no one started to criticize again.