Chapter 2243 Game Writing and Morality

Not long after, a long queue formed in front of Li Yi's table.

Ron bit his lower lip and did not dare to reveal Li Yi's identity. No matter how stupid he was, he still knew something.

Ji Yizheng had never seen Li Yi, so he was surprised and felt bad by the way.

He didn't know how much Li Yi's clothes were worth, but when he looked at them, he felt they were better than his own. He didn't know why, but what was the difference?

Then the queue in front of Li Yi got longer and longer, snatching away everyone from Ron's place.

Ji Yizheng was caught in the middle, but no one asked him to write.

With Ron's ability, anyone can be the face of Princess Yuzhen?

The appearance must be good, which is a prerequisite, and then the talent will be better. Otherwise, how can I recommend him to the emperor's brother?

Ron speaks based on his strength today. I am good at writing and drawing, and the people recognize me.

Next to me, Brother Ji Yizheng, I'm sorry, I can't let you go, I don't represent myself.

As he wrote, he found that the people began to move.

"This person writes better. Is it words or paintings? It's so festive."

"Anyone who can set up a stall and write here in Lijiazhuangzi must have the ability."

"Look at his smile. I know it's the word "laugh", but why did it look like a smile?"

"There is also the word "福", which means that the whole family is enjoying happiness."

"Isn't it regular script?"

"It's not cursive either."

"He drew a picture. The big fat boy and the big fat girl, a boy and a girl. The two dolls wanted to be taken out of the painting and kissed."

"Lijiazhuangzi has hidden dragons and crouching tigers! The word "money" is written like a copper coin, and the key is that it is shining with gold. He changed the pen and ink four times."

The people talked a lot, ran over to see, and formed a large circle around him, but no one was allowed to surround him behind.

Li Yi wrote and drew without any distractions. The characters he wrote were in Q version, round and lovely.

In fact, regular script can convey charm when written well, but few people can understand it.

He wrote to the people, and the words came out as if they were alive, and the words "Fu" were painted with money and descendants.

Then he wrote the real small regular script in the corner. Which year and month, this small regular script was perfect.

"Go and ask for a blessing." Princess Jinxian took out the telescope to look at it, but couldn't see clearly because it was always blocked.

Her man ran over and put down a five-yuan exchange coupon: "Write...write...a blessing...word for me."

The eunuch was afraid. He knew who this was. He didn't know whether it was right for him to give five cents. Is it too much or too little? The key is that he jumped in line.

Li Yi raised his head and glanced at him: "You jump in line and get an extra 100 yuan, and give each person in line money to give something."

"Okay, one hundred coins." The eunuch breathed a sigh of relief and said that the money would be easy to handle.

When he took the money, Li Yi shouted: "Someone jumped in line. I will spend an extra hundred yuan to apologize to those waiting, and give each person a smoked chicken."

"OK!"

"This is what cutting in line should look like."

"I agree. You will choose a big one for me later."

"Is there anyone else who jumped in line? Let's have a few more!"

"I'm in third place now, give me a goose and I'll give up my spot."

"I'm in front too, give me a pig and I'll give in."

"You are a fool, you are over a hundred people, and you look like a pig."

The people are happy, so just jump in line. Knowing that you are a eunuch and represent the power behind it, you can get a smoked chicken for each person. Okay, you are allowed. You are not in a hurry to see a doctor and you are about to die.

But if you don't want to see a doctor anymore, there are special channels. It's impossible for Lijiazhuangzi to let you die here.

So Li Yi wrote a big word "福" and looked like a happy person.

The eunuch took the hand, ran elsewhere, turned around and then quietly returned to Princess Jinxian.

Princess Jinxian received it and gave the eunuch two hundred coins of exchange coupons, and any extra would be considered as a reward.

"Sister, it is really expressive. When I read the words, I feel happy and warm. I have a flower, planted in my heart, budding and waiting to be released..."

Princess Jinxian started humming as she spoke. It was the song Li Yi wrote for her. She had forced Li Yi to write something for her, but she found that there was no fate and no chance.

"The flowers won't bloom for long, so they have to be cut off..." Princess Yuzhen sang along.

Some people in Zhuangzi deliver smoked chickens. It’s the Chinese New Year and they have plenty of supplies just to deal with special circumstances.

For example, if His Majesty is happy, he wants to treat the people of Henan Prefecture to eat grilled chicken with deboned hands. Isn't that okay?

Some dishes are ready, and most of them are refrigerated, waiting to face various surprises.

Of course, Your Majesty will not say that everyone will be given a piece of ox tail or pig tail. Your Majesty is not stupid.

"It would have been better if I had met him earlier." Princess Jinxian was annoyed and lamented the unfair fate.

"It's useless to be early. You and I have different identities. My aunt has just been taken down. How much earlier can we be?"

Princess Yuzhen could see clearly that it was impossible for her and her sister to be with Li Yi, and the emperor's brother and the ministers would not agree.

Why was Princess Taiping punished? I want to imitate a woman and become an emperor.

While the two sisters were talking, Li Yi continued to create artistic fonts.

The common people want to be happy, but this is not the time to write in proud and thin gold style, nor to write in cursive or running script.

People don't know whether it's good or bad when it's written in small regular script, and not all of them know. At least Ron's writing is better than Ji Yi's.

This means that when writing poetry, one is afraid of discussing rhythm, and when writing, one is afraid of regular script.

People who write poetry don't want to be limited. It's not good to just stick to meter or modern style when writing.

Most people who write are willing to write cursive script. It looks amazing, but I can’t understand it anyway.

Let’s write it in small regular script. This will be easier to understand. UU Reading www. uukanｓhu.netｔ At least I know him.

Therefore, some people who claim to be poets, if you ask them to write in rhythm, they will say that Li Bai broke the rules and wrote in ancient style.

It is nothing but a sophistry. Li Bai broke the rules, but it does not mean that he cannot write in rhythm.

Li Bai can write in rhythm and break the rules. You do not even know what rhythm is and you say it is broken? Where is your face?

The same is true for running script and small regular script. No matter how good you are at writing running script, come on, write small regular script.

Li Yi is now breaking all kinds of rules. Others finish writing one word, but he is still tracing the edges to create a three-dimensional effect.

The people look good and festive. Who is this? Writing is like painting. It is so fun. There are even big eyes in the characters.

Li Yi never gets tired of it. The people can give as much as they want. If they want to jump the queue, they can give 100 strings of cash and distribute them to those in the queue behind.

Time is limited. He cannot queue up in his queue, so he queues up for Luo En and other students.

Ji Yi is sandwiched in the middle. So far, only 16 copies have been sold.

The key is that the sixteen people who bought his books turned around and went to line up for other people. His words were still on the ground. No one cared. They were stepped on and thrown into the trash by the cleaning staff.

Ji Yizheng had been sitting there for almost an hour. He felt insulted. I also tried hard to write. What's the difference?

Look at the guy next to him. He just wore better clothes! It's almost the same as mine, right?

Can he write? How can you make the two places above the word "Fu" into two big eyes? The painting is not a painting, the words are not words, what the hell!

Ji Yizheng became more and more angry. He suddenly turned his head and shouted at Li Yi: "Your obscene works of playing with words and ink are of no benefit to people's livelihood?"

After he shouted, the surroundings were quiet. What happened? Did they fight?

At this silent moment, Song De ran over: "Owner, there is a problem below the place where we receive it."