Chapter 378 What is Soft Brush Calligraphy
"Second brother, Mu Qingxin is here!" When Isa saw Mu Qingxin, she quickly pulled Luo Rui.
Luo Rui looked up and saw Mu Qingxin coming in. His eyes lit up, and at the same time he was puzzled. What was she doing here? A competition? Could she write?
If Mu Qingxin knew Luo Rui's last doubt, she would definitely roll her eyes at him. What the hell! Can you write? Haha!
"Dean, tutor, I'm here." Mu Qingxin walked up to the dean and Zi Jinfu and said.
As soon as Ha Qilin saw Mu Qingxin, he happily pulled her over and said, "Xinxin, I just saw your handwriting. Help! Just write according to the previous standards later, and you will definitely be able to beat the Empire!" He just didn't believe that there could be someone in the Empire whose handwriting was as good as Mu Qingxin!
Mu Qingxin nodded. "Okay, no problem. Then, will the calligraphy competition be soft-brush or hard-brush calligraphy? Do we need to prepare some paper and pens?"
Mu Qing thought that there seemed to be a set of brushes, paper, inkstone and other things in the study in the space. If she wanted to write calligraphy later, she could take out that set and use it. However, she hadn't written calligraphy for a long time, so she should practice it first to get familiar with it.
After waiting for a long time without getting any answer, he looked up at the dean and tutor Zi Jinfu, only to see them looking at him in confusion, feeling a little embarrassed. "Ahem, that... Xinxin, what did you just say? I didn't understand!" Zi Jinfu asked. He could do the embarrassing thing himself, and he couldn't let the dean do it.
"Uh..., those are just two ways of writing." Mu Qingxin could only explain it this way.
"Oh, I see!" Dean Haqilin walked over to the Imperials with a look of understanding. He coughed and said seriously, "We just said we'd have a calligraphy competition later, but what exactly are we going to compete in? Will it be soft brush or hard brush calligraphy?" Looking at the bewildered Imperials, Haqilin was delighted. "You guys are so impressive! You don't even know what a soft brush and a hard brush are. Are you stupid? Are you stupid?"
Everyone in the empire looked at Luo Rui. Their handwriting was extremely bad. The only ones qualified to practice were Prince Luo Rui and Princess Isa. They should know what the other meant, right?
Luo Rui's face froze. What soft pen and hard pen? He had never heard of them. However, as a member of the royal family, how could he be bothered by this sudden embarrassment? Luo Rui asked naturally, "Excuse me, what is a soft pen? What is a hard pen? Sorry, we're not good at this competition either. We just wanted to make it fair and remind the people in the interstellar space not to rely too much on technology, so we came up with this competition..."
"..." Haqilin choked when he heard Luo Rui's words. Looking at Luo Rui's humble face, he sighed in his heart that this second prince of the empire was really a very secretive person. He spoke without revealing his true intentions and people could always find no fault with him.
"Haha, you're right. We can never abandon handwriting at any time. We can't become the kind of 'illiterate' who can recognize the words when they look at them, but when they write them, they suddenly forget how to write them. As the old saying goes, 'A good memory is not as good as a bad pen'. Of course, there are people with good memory, but no matter how good the memory is, there will be times when one forgets. At this time, no matter how good the memory is, it is not as good as the handwritten memory..." Mu Qingxin walked over, looked at Luo Rui and smiled, "As for what is a soft pen and what is a hard pen, you can know what they mean from the literal meaning, such as the handwriting we write now."
Mu Qingxin took out the interstellar pen she had used to write from the space. "This kind of pen has a hard tip, so the words written are hard pen calligraphy. When the tip is soft, the words written are soft pen calligraphy."
"The tip of the pen is soft? How can you write with it?" Isa asked curiously, confused. What could you write with a soft tip? It must be a lie!
The other people present also expressed their disbelief. Not only did the people from the Empire not believe it, but even Dean Haqilin and others from the Alliance did not believe it. However, because Mu Qingxin was one of them, they did not ask.
"Of course, do you want to see it?" Mu Qingxin asked after looking around.
Everyone nodded in unison, "We have to see it! We have to see it!"
Mu Qingxin looked at everyone, "Want to see it? Of course you can..."
Everyone showed excited and expectant expressions. They really wanted to know how a soft brush tip could write. It must be amazing, but they couldn't imagine it anyway.
"However, the competition is about to start. I already know that the calligraphy competition will be for hard-pen calligraphy. I'll show you soft-pen calligraphy when I have the chance in the future!" Mu Qingxin said cunningly. Before everyone could react, she turned around and sat down on a chair at the back. She took out a pen and paper to practice writing, waiting for the competition.
"..." Everyone stared blankly at Mu Qingxin, who was concentrating on writing. They felt like they had been tricked. What should they do? Their curiosity was too strong. They really wanted to see what soft brush calligraphy was! ! !
Luo Rui looked at the little girl who was writing seriously with a smile on his face, and his heart was filled with laughter. He didn't expect this little girl to be so naughty. She aroused everyone's curiosity and refused to solve the puzzle. What a little rascal, haha...
"Brother, do you know what soft brush calligraphy is?" Issa asked, pulling Luo Rui's arm. She seemed to know how to write with a soft brush tip.
Luo Rui looked at his sister, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I don't know either. I can only wait until the competition is over. I hope Mu Qingxin will be kind enough to show everyone."
"Hmm... Second brother, Mu Qingxin knows a lot. In the competition later..." Will she win against Second brother? Yisha thought worriedly.
Luo Rui also thought of this problem and looked at Mu Qingxin across from him. "It doesn't matter. My opponent is her. If she wins, I will definitely accept my defeat with full conviction."
Fifteen minutes later, the game started.
"The calligraphy competition has begun. All contestants, please go to your designated spots. You can choose the content of the competition and fill up one sheet of paper. The timer is thirty minutes. Start!"
Mu Qingxin walked to the designated position and looked at a piece of white paper and a pen. "What should I write?" Mu Qingxin thought with a headache. She looked up and saw that everyone around her had picked up their pens and started writing.
Mu Qing thought about it and remembered that she had participated in a calligraphy competition before. One of the calligraphy competitions she participated in was "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital". Well, then let's write "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital". It should be enough to fill up this page.
He took a deep breath, thinking about the content of "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital" in his mind, and wrote three words "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital" neatly in the middle of the paper, and then wrote down the content of "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital" from memory.
(End of this chapter)
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