Chapter 380 The best result, a draw

"Okay!" Luo Rui shouted, and the people from the Empire stopped immediately, and the people from the Alliance also stopped.

After calming down, Luo Rui looked at Mu Qingxin and said, "Mu Qingxin's handwriting is very beautiful. I think her handwriting is better than mine. I lost."

"Rory!"

“Second brother!”

"Your Highness the Second Prince..."

The people of the Empire looked at Luo Rui in shock. They didn't expect Luo Rui to admit defeat so voluntarily. The Alliance was also stunned. They didn't expect the people of the Empire to admit defeat so readily.

Mu Qingxin also looked at Luo Rui in surprise. When she looked up, she saw Luo Rui staring straight at her. Mu Qingxin felt a little uncomfortable. She didn't like others admitting defeat without even arguing, making it seem as if she had done something wrong. So she said, "No, you didn't lose!"

At this time, everyone's eyes turned to Mu Qingxin, and the people in the alliance became even more anxious. What if this silly girl was deceived by others and admitted defeat?

"In fact, how to appreciate calligraphy works? Is there a specific standard for calligraphy appreciation? This is a question often asked by people who care about and love calligraphy. In short, it can be answered with a saying of an ancient person: "The standard of learning can be used as the standard of appreciation."

So, in today's calligraphy competition, everyone unanimously agreed on two pieces of work, but which one is better and which one is worse? It's impossible to tell, because the handwriting reflects the person, and everyone's handwriting has different characteristics, and everyone's appreciation is also different. So you haven't lost, and of course I haven't lost either. If possible, we can learn from each other and continue to make progress together!

"Good! Well said! Haha... I also feel that in today's calligraphy competition, both of you wrote very well. It's hard to tell who is better or worse. They are both good!" Ha Qilin said in agreement. At the same time, he felt relieved and gave Mu Qingxin a big thumbs up in his heart.

When Luo Rui conceded defeat, Haqilin was unhappy. His surrender was like alms. Did their alliance owe them this victory? Besides, winning or losing isn't up to you. You want to lose? No! Mu Qingxin's words solved the problem. If that's the case, then let's call it a draw. No win, no loss. Anyway, we won one more game than you. Haha!

The calligraphy competition ended in a draw! Everyone agreed with this outcome, and it was a welcome one. The people of the Empire breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Second Prince didn't insist on losing. If he had continued to lose, this friendly match would have been a sure thing!!!

"Um...Mu Qingxin, the competition is over. Can you tell us what the content you wrote means?"

At the end, Dean Haqilin couldn't help but asked. Those who were about to leave immediately stopped and looked at Mu Qingxin. They were also very curious.

Mu Qingxin looked at the "Chu Shi Biao" and said slowly, "This Chu Shi Biao is a historical allusion from ancient Blue Star. Legend has it that in the first year of the Zhangwu reign of Shu (221), an ancient man named Liu Bei proclaimed himself emperor, and Zhuge Liang became prime minister. In the first year of the Jianxing reign of Shu Han (223), Liu Bei died of illness and entrusted his son, Liu Chan, to Zhuge Liang. Zhuge Liang implemented a series of relatively correct political and economic measures, which brought prosperity to Shu Han. In order to achieve national unification, after quelling the rebellion in the south, Zhuge Liang decided to march north to attack Wei in the fifth year of Jianxing (227), intending to seize Chang'an. Before leaving, he wrote a letter to the later emperor, which is this "Chu Shi Biao."

"Wha...what?" After hearing Mu Qingxin's explanation, everyone became even more confused. Those who were still watching the live broadcast awkwardly stopped typing "Love Alliance"...

"To put it simply, it's some cautious words of advice given by a minister who assists the emperor for the sake of the country's revival." Mu Qingxin explained.

"Oh~~~" I think I understand a little bit...

"Can you let us see some soft brush calligraphy?" Isa couldn't help but ask.

Mu Qingxin looked at the little girl opposite her, then at Dean Ha Qilin next to her.

Ha Qilin noticed Mu Qingxin's gaze, paused, and said, "It's still early, why not let everyone see it?"

"...Okay." Mu Qingxin finally agreed.

Under the expectant and curious gazes of everyone, Mu Qingxin took out a set of things from the space, including a brush, an inkstone, and paper.

"Teacher, can you give me some water?" Mu Qingxin looked at Teacher Zi Jinfu next to her.

Zi Jinfu's lips twitched, "Okay." Now it feels so natural to order me around. Alas~, Zi Jinfu quickly got some water and handed it to Mu Qingxin.

Mu Qingxin took the water and said, "Thank you, Teacher." Then she poured a little bit of water into the inkstone. "Now I'm grinding ink. This inkstone is black as you can see. We need ink when writing, so I add some water to it and grind it to make ink."

Mu Qingxin ground the ink gently. It was her first time doing this. She had always bought ink directly before. But luckily, her teacher had demonstrated it once in her calligraphy class.

"Okay, the ink is ready. Next, let's write. This brush is a writing brush, because the tip is made of hair. As for what kind of hair it is, I don't know. It could be animal hair, or it could be processed. First, dip the tip of the brush in ink. Remember, you must make sure the tip is pointed before you can write..."

Mu Qingxin explained and demonstrated step by step, then with a flourish, she fluently wrote the word "calligraphy" on the paper. Her movements were very graceful and neat, and her finishing strokes were very handsome. After finishing, Mu Qingxin consciously packed up her things and put them into the space. "This is soft brush calligraphy. You've all seen it, so let's disperse. You can practice it when you have nothing to do to cultivate your character!" After Mu Qingxin packed up her things, she looked at the two words on the table and admired in her heart, "I'm glad I haven't forgotten that feeling. I didn't lose face."

Ha Qilin saw Mu Qingxin finish packing up so quickly and discovered that she was staring at those two words. He immediately stepped forward and gently picked up the paper, "Ahem, let me put this away for you. Don't you have to go to class? Let's go!" As he said that, he hid it behind him like a treasure.

"..." Mu Qingxin looked at the dean speechlessly. In fact, she really wanted to say that these two words were not good. If he wanted, she could write one specifically for him.

"Hurry up and go to class, you're already late, go!" Ha Qilin saw that Mu Qingxin didn't leave, and thought that she was going to take her calligraphy, so he hurriedly urged her to go to class.

"...Okay, I'm going to class..." Mu Qingxin turned around and left helplessly. Forget it, it seems that the dean likes these two words, so she will just forget it.

(End of this chapter)