As the temple fair began, the crowd gradually dispersed.
Burn incense when it's time to burn incense, play when it's time to play, and chase books when it's time to read.
Under the guidance of Xiao Fuzi, Su Ping'an and the two squeezed through the crowds and finally arrived at the registration location for the literary conference.
The venue for the literary meeting was arranged in an open space outside the gate of the Confucian Saint Temple. There was a literary list and jade bis placed next to it, and two officials were in charge of registration.
Literary students who want to participate only need to register their names and then hang up their works. Even if they are successful in the competition, the rest will be left to the "book collectors" who visit the temple fair.
"This is fair, just and open!"
When Su Ping'an and Xiao Fuzi squeezed over, they glanced around and saw that there were no less than thirty or forty jade slips hanging on the clearly visible literary list, and they were still queuing up to register. There were still more jade slips waiting to be hung up.
Dozens of dollars, not to mention those literary cultivators who came late and haven't shown up yet.
Just by counting at the moment, there are already nearly a hundred novels.
"Hiss... the fighting was really brutal!"
When Su Pingan saw this scene, he couldn't help but take a breath.
I imagine that this time there will be such crazy competition, and it has nothing to do with the literary master-level treasure.
As the saying goes, people die for wealth and birds die for food. This phenomenon is normal.
Xiao Fuzi looked around excitedly, and then asked Su Pingan: "Brother Su, have you decided what story you want to write?"
Su Ping'an held a jade slip in his hand and was preparing to register and copy the book titles. After hearing Xiao Fuzi's question, he was stunned for a moment, and then the names of several martial arts novels flashed through his mind subconsciously.
Just when he was thinking, at this time, a large number of people suddenly squeezed in from outside the crowd. The incoming people were very aggressive and forced their way through the surrounding crowd, pushing out a path.
Then I saw a young, extraordinary-looking, and personable young man strolling out from the crowd.
As soon as this person appeared, there was a burst of enthusiastic discussion all around.
"Hiss... Qingyun's number one scribe is here!"
"Fang Zixu? Why does he appear again? He won the title last year, and he comes again this year. He doesn't want to let others get in the way!"
"Damn it, I'm afraid we'll have to run away with you again this year!"
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The best scribe in Qingyun——Fang Zixu.
He became famous at a young age, and his family has considerable financial resources. He is considered a well-known figure in the entire Qingyun County.
In the first two years of Qingyun County, he was the first to win the two literary competitions. Moreover, what he is best at is writing "Liao Zhai". The ghost stories in his books are full of strangeness, horror and fascinating, and the fights in them are also particularly exciting.
, the ending always promotes the righteous way of the human race, and the image of perfectly slaying evildoers and eradicating evil, which makes people enjoy watching it.
It was also because of these two literary conferences that Fang Zixu became famous, stole the limelight, and quickly accumulated a large amount of literary spirit. This enabled him to break through to the realm of scribes in one fell swoop, and also made him the first scribe in Qingyun County calligraphy.
's name.
A few days ago, when Su Pingan was competing with Changfu Restaurant, Fang Zixu had actually published a new book called "Ghost Fox Fairy Tale". Originally, this book had good results, but it happened to catch up with Su Pingan's five-day free
Talking about books, the new genre of martial arts came to the limelight, and Changfu Restaurant refused to accept it and wanted to fight. Under the competition, both parties worked hard to promote and used various methods. As a result, Fang Zixu suffered a disaster in the fish pond, which made his new book
My performance suddenly stopped, and no one paid attention to me anymore.
It is said that Fang Zixu was so angry that he wanted to find an opportunity to teach this new martial arts school how to behave.
In order to restore his reputation, Fang Zixu began to prepare a new book for this literary conference more than ten days ago, in order to win three consecutive championships in the literary conference, wash away the shame he had been suppressed before, and revive the first literary conference.
The reputation of a scribe.
So Fang Zixu came today with the determination to win.
He was a noble person. When he arrived, he almost didn't look sideways and walked straight to the list of papers. He reached out and was about to pick up the jade slip and register directly, but he didn't want to bump into Su Ping'an in front of the registration office.
The two met at once.
Fang Zixu saw a person standing in front of him, blocking the road. He smiled condescendingly, raised his chin slightly, and said lightly, "Get out of the way!"
When Su Ping'an saw the other party's attitude, he was stunned for a moment.
To be honest, he had never seen such a pretentious, noble person from his previous life to his time in time.
I'm afraid this guy has never been severely beaten by society!
Su Pingan was about to teach him a lesson, but before he could say anything, Xiao Fuzi beside him got scared and quickly pulled Su Pingan out of the way. At the same time, he kept apologizing on Su Pingan's behalf, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Fang Wenshi
, please come first, please come first..."
Seeing Xiao Fuzi's attitude, Su Ping'an asked in a low voice in confusion: "What are you doing? You are just a scribe. Do you need to be so afraid of him?!"
As a result, Xiao Fuzi lowered his voice and said, "You don't understand Mr. Su. Although this Fang Zixu is not terrible, his uncle is very impressive."
"His uncle? What does this have to do with his uncle?"
"His uncle is Fang Qingyuan, a disciple of Wen Palace in Daming Prefecture, Fang Wenshi. It is said that Fang Qingyuan is not only a great practitioner of the ninth level of Wenshi, but has also touched the threshold of Wen Zong, and has also taught many outstanding Wenshi.
Disciple, he is highly respected in Daming Prefecture. Even the number one arrester in our county, Yan Yan, is said to have received guidance from Fang Qingyuan when he was studying in the Wen Palace of Daming Prefecture when he was young. Therefore, Yan Captou is in Qingyun County and Fang Zi
Xu also takes good care of me."
"Oh, I understand, the person who dares to love is from a family background. But, does it mean that a good family background is a big deal?!"
After saying this, Su Ping'an thought for a while and finally came to a conclusion.
A good family background seems to be a great thing!
While Su Pingan and Xiao Fuzi were talking, Fang Zixu had already filled in the title and information of his book, picked up a jade slip, and hung it on the literary list.
After hanging up, the people around him immediately offered a lot of flattery.
"Master Fang makes another masterpiece, and this time he will definitely take the top spot!"
"It goes without saying that in today's Qingyun, who else can be Mr. Fang's opponent? Even if the popular martial arts pioneer 'Su Sheng Xiao Meng' comes, in front of Mr. Fang, he can only
He may be the defeated general!"
"That's right, we, Mr. Fang, are the first in this cultural conference!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the surrounding audience booed.
But many literary cultivators are too angry to express their anger.
Without it, there is no confidence.
Although Fang Zixu is a bit crazy, he has crazy strength. Even if everyone is dissatisfied, no one dares to say that he can definitely defeat him.
Seeing this scene, Su Ping'an couldn't help but feel happy.
He wanted to quarrel with this guy just now, but Xiao Fuzi stopped him, so that was okay.
But I didn't expect that this guy would repeatedly step on himself to build his reputation. This is so shameless.
"I don't treat you like an onion, but you really treat yourself like a dish."
Speaking of this, Su Ping'an's temper also rose.
He picked up the jade slip in his hand, took a quick step, and knocked away Fang Zixu, who was still standing in front of the literary list, enjoying the attention of everyone, and then hung up the jade slip with the empty book title with a snap.
On the literary list.
This sudden scene shocked countless people's jaws in an instant.
Even Fang Zixu frowned and looked back at Su Ping'an in disbelief. His eyes seemed to say: Is there something wrong with this person? He dared to hit me?!
But Su Pingan didn't seem to see all this. He just held a pen in one hand, stood in front of the essay list, and then shouted in front of everyone, somewhat boldly and uninhibitedly: "Xiao Fuzi, you just said 'him'
What are you best at?!"
Xiao Fuzi was completely confused now. When he heard the question, he just subconsciously answered, "Chat...Liao Zhai!"
"Okay, then our new book will be about Liao Zhai!"
Su Ping'an let out a proud voice, and then wrote seven big characters on the title of the jade slip.
A Chinese Ghost Story from Liaozhai!
Seeing this scene, Fang Zixu's expression finally darkened, and he could already feel the malice coming from Su Pingan.
The attendant beside him wanted to take action immediately, but was stopped by Fang Zixu.
Fang Zixu's face narrowed slightly, he stared at Su Pingan gloomily and said, "What do you mean?!"
Su Ping'an turned around and looked directly at Fang Zixu, with a look that was one-third unruly, one-third arrogant, three-thirds disdain and a hint of domineering: "It's not interesting, I just want to defeat you in the field you are best at!