A few more minutes passed, and Chen Shiyu felt that time was running out. Calligraphy was not his forte, and he couldn't wait any longer.
He believed he could remain undisturbed by external influences; even if the sky were to fall, he could hold it together! And he was right!
But Chen Shiyu didn't know that the other guests had thought the same thing.
" Xiaoyu, why are you writing first?" Wang Xinyang was getting a little anxious as he watched Chen Shiyu so focused that she seemed to be unable to hear anything.
Chen Shiyu silently chanted in his heart: I won't listen to this bastard's rambling.
However, her defenses crumbled the next second.
" Xiaoyu, I heard you met a lover..." Hu Bing said from the front, her gaze fixed on Chen Shiyu in the mirror.
Chen Shiyu: "..." Damn, is it that obvious? Nonsense, he clearly only likes Chichi right now!
"Cough cough cough, what did you say? I didn't hear you." After Chen Shiyu finished speaking, she pursed her lips and put down the brush she was writing with ink.
Thankfully, Chichi didn't hear it.
"Let's stop arguing and write it together." Shao Chongsi had no desire to go on a date; all he could think about was winning.
Everyone remained silent, no one answered. After about ten seconds, Bai Chongxuan spoke, "Together."
Then the two began to write.
At this moment, no one spoke. Even Gu Chengyuan, that fool, stopped doing anything mischievous. Shao Chongsi found it somewhat unbelievable.
I glanced at the clock on the wall; ten minutes had already passed.
And so, Shao Chongsi and Bai Chongxuan patiently finished writing a poem, and seeing that no one was moving, they continued writing.
A few more minutes passed, and the group, each with their own ulterior motives, began to pick up their pens and write.
Only Chi Yining stood there motionless, while Yan Guiyun began to write, leaving everyone present puzzled and unable to figure out what was going on.
Oh no!! Could it be that Chi Yining has given up?!
But writing the poem was problematic, and not writing it was also problematic. After a period of distress, everyone had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue writing.
[Could it be that Chi Yining can't write?]
[Exactly, how could an art student possibly write that?]
Art students? You underestimate art students!
[Oh haha, Chichi is finished]
[ Xiao Chi-Chi, what mischief are you plotting?]
Director Feng was also a bit confused. Was Chi Yining standing there asleep?
Good grief, don't tell me this is true! I overestimated you!
When about 45 minutes had passed, even the fastest Jia Mingchuan, had only written six poems! The reason was that these seven-character quatrains were too long!
Gu Chengyuan was writing furiously, had already started to sweat. He was certain that Chi Yining had given up on the competition, or perhaps not.
However, just as everyone was focused on swinging their clubs, Chi Yining looked up at his watch on his left wrist and realized it was almost time.
Seeing that there was enough ink on the side, Chi Yining picked up a wolf-hair brush. He glanced briefly at the poetry collection on the table and began to write.
And so, his gestures became passionate and unrestrained, extremely fast, and the handwriting was neat yet carried an imposing air, like a runaway horse soaring through the air and disappearing into the distance!
Capital at the same time, inside the Yan Family's old house
"Excellent! What beautiful and powerful handwriting! I've never seen a young person write with such grandeur!" Old Master Yan stood up excitedly, praising loudly.
" Old Yan, isn't your leg bad?! You're lying to me?" Old Master Jia stared wide-eyed as his old friend stood up as if by some medical miracle, the two white jade beads he was holding falling to the ground and bouncing.
Old Master Yan: "..."
Oh no, I've been acting for a year or two, and I got so excited I forgot.