Chapter 58 Three Steps

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  After a long time, Chu Han finally stopped and looked at the smooth and clean Xuan paper, took a deep breath, and picked up the brush with an extremely calm face.

  As Chu Han moved, everyone held their breath, not daring to breathe, their eyes fixed on the high platform like electricity and fog.

  Even the old man in Chinese tunic who had been reclining at an angle could not help but sit up a bit straighter.

  Wei Zhao stood beside him, staring at Chu Han's pen tip, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  Chu Han dipped the pen head in the inkstone, rolling it until the pen head was extremely full, then slowly raised his hand, took a deep breath, glanced at Wei Qiao, and suddenly started writing under everyone's scorching gaze!

  Chu Han's calligraphy is delicate, smooth and slender. The pen tip is like a snake, flying swiftly and turning gently, leaving visible deep marks of great skill on the clean white Xuan paper.

  The people in the north looked eager, those below were anxious and even Zhao Yuankui, who had always been calm, cast a glance over with flashing eyes. Wu Fangyuan's expression was hesitant, he sat restlessly, looking at Wei Zao's back, his emotions somewhat stirred.

  Before long, a twenty-character circular arc appeared on the white rice paper.

  Wei Zhao glanced at him, still savoring the aftertaste of Chu Han, and looked away with a sideways glance.

  shore

  Beach

  Flat and exposed

  Lotus

  Vast and desolate

  Wild rice

  Ma Cui

  Chaos is near

  Disperse

  Firefly flower

  Fly

  Wei Zhao was taken aback, feeling quite surprised, and couldn't help but take a closer look. Soon, his expression changed, and he couldn't resist glancing up at Chu Han.

  Chu Han saw Wei Qiao's surprised look and suddenly smiled, saying: "It seems that Brother Wei has also seen it."

  After finishing speaking, he picked up his pen and wrote horizontally, continuing to write under this poem:

  Two five-character poems:

  The beach is exposed at low tide, and the tender green is about to bloom. Fireflies gather in a disorderly manner, and the vast wilderness meets the flat sand.

  The sandy beach stretches far and wide, with fireflies flying in swarms. The flowers are blooming near the emerald green, and the dew is dripping on the rocky shore.

  A five-character poem:

  Flowers bloom near the emerald micro, frosty smartweed dew beach. Sand flat meets vast field, hemp disorder gathers fireflies flying.

  The beach is exposed at low tide, and the green shoots are about to bloom. Fireflies gather in the wild, and the broad beach stretches out to the sandy shore.

  Fireflies gather and fly in a disorderly manner, blooming near the emerald green forest. The dew on the reeds is like a sandy beach, flat and connected to the vast fields of hemp.

  A seven-character poem:

  Flat sandy beach exposed seaweed, seaweed slightly green near blooming flowers. Blooming flowers fireflies gather in disarray, disarray vast wilderness meets flat sand.

  The sandy beach is flat and wide, the vast wilderness is messy with fireflies flying. Fireflies fly, flowers bloom near the green mist, the green mist is covered with dew on the sandy beach.

  When Chu Han put down his pen, Wei Zuo's eyebrows twitched involuntarily. He saw the five-character couplet in front of him and also saw that it was a reverse connection between the first and last lines, but he didn't expect that it could still form a seven-character verse!

  Wei Zhao carefully observed, just from the two five-character poems with inverted endings above, it can be seen that Chu Han's talent is more than a notch stronger than Zhou Shao Yang and others. Looking at his cautious and sensitive, neither humble nor arrogant demeanor, Wei Zhao's good impression of him increased significantly.

  Wei Zhao's silence caused the people below to start discussing, they still had the fear from just now, looking at Wei Zhao with a demonic expression, then looked at Chu Han with great expectation, their eyes revealing that they wanted to see another demon.

  Wu Fangyuan hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked calmly to Wei Zhao's side. He first gave him an encouraging look, then lowered his head to gaze at the poem written by Chu Han with ink still wet on the paper.

  "Hmm!" Wu Fangyuan murmured in surprise, this was the first time he had seen a palindrome poem with a twist at the end, and his eyes sparkled as he pondered it.

  Wu Fangyuan's eyes sparkled brighter as she looked at him, and her hands couldn't help but reach out to touch him.

  "It can be either five characters or seven characters, the five characters are inverted and matched in front and back, great!" Wu Fangyuan stood up and stared at Chu Han's gaze, then turned his head to look at Wei Zhao, and his face actually looked a bit embarrassed.

  Chu Han waited for Wu Fangyuan to finish reading, blew dry the ink marks, and handed it over to Zhao Yuanqu in front of Wei Zao.

  Zhao Yuankui's expression was indifferent, and he took it lightly, scanning Chu Hanwei's letter briefly before lowering his head to read on. Soon, his eyebrows furrowed as well.

  The grand style of Qi Wenfeng was initially opened, and although various poems and lyrics were blooming in profusion, Chu Han's writing style still appeared for the first time!

  He pondered for a moment, and a faint smile involuntarily appeared on his face. He looked up at Chu Han and said, "Young Master Chu is so young yet has such great talent, it's truly the flourishing literary scene of Great Qi that has brought about the emergence of such a brilliant young scholar."

  Just now, Wei Xiao recited three palindrome poems in one breath to Zhao Yuanke, who only responded with a cold "hmm". But when he came up with this palindrome poem, Zhao Yuanke praised him so much that Chu Han repeatedly said he didn't dare, but since it was the praise of the chief of the Hanlin Academy, he couldn't help but reveal a joyful expression.

  Wei Zhao looked at Zhao Yuan Kui, whose expression was calm and collected, never looking directly at him, his face serene but with a hint of introspection.

  The people below soon learned about Chu Han's actions and immediately began a lively discussion. Now that the arrogant Zhou Shaoyang had thoroughly retreated, the two on stage were both native-born Jinling people, and they could watch the commotion with ease.

  "I thought Chu Han was the number one talented young man in Jinling, but now it seems that he is indeed worthy of his reputation..."

  "Not bad, with this palindrome poem alone, it's enough for him to start a new school in the great Qi literary world..."

  "Wei Zuo's palindrome poem is already considered a masterpiece, but unexpectedly Chu Han has emerged out of nowhere, and our great Qi dynasty indeed has hope for revival..."

  The crowd below began to discuss and directly elevated the two to a national level.

  Lian Wei gritted his teeth fiercely, his face twisted in a fierce scowl, with a thread of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes bulging out.

  He had originally still held a glimmer of hope, to return to the high platform, take out Wang Shilang's letter of introduction, even if he couldn't win the championship, at least the runner-up position wouldn't fall into someone else's hands. But now that he looked at it, he didn't even have the qualifications for third place!

  "Guardian!"

  His fists were clenched, and the sound of his grinding teeth was still crystal clear in the noisy audience. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Wei Zhao's back, his face twisted in a terrifying scowl, his whole body trembling with rage, his chest heaving with anger that had accumulated in his throat, unable to be spat out or swallowed, feeling like his chest was about to explode, his heart filled with unprecedented resentment, his eyes flashing with fierce light!

  Chu Han ignored the murmurs of the crowd below, turned his head to look at Wei Zhao, without a hint of arrogance or complacency, and asked calmly: "Brother Wei, have you discovered any excellent works?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Fangyuan looked up at Wei Zao, even Zhao Yuankui, who had been indifferent all along.

  They crossed each other, the sound waves rippled, and soon spread to the bottom of the platform.

  The curtains on the north side fluttered and swayed, and almost everyone came out.

  The scene below was instantly silent, with all eyes fixed on Wei Zuo.

  "Can he be even more demonic?"

  Everyone in their hearts is silently thinking so.

  Wei Zhao was viewed by these people as a thorn in their side, and then glanced at Chu Han with great expectation. He lifted his footsteps lightly, lowered his head and began to ponder.

  "One step..."

  "Two steps..."

  Everyone's eyes were fixed on Wei Qiao's footsteps, their hearts pounding with anticipation.