The question board was nearing.
Standing in front of it, Zhang Ye stopped and lowered his head. He picked up a writing brush, dipped the ink on its tip, raised his hand and started writing the second verse without a thought.
Big Thunder had a look. At first, he did not understand.
The other contestants also inexplicably watched Zhang Ye writing the second verse. Because they did not understand the first verse at all, a large portion of them did not even know how to read it. So when Zhang Ye wrote the second verse out, they did not seem to understand it either. They were all confused.
The only thing they knew was that this man’s calligraphy was very good!
Hou Ge exclaimed, “Good writing!”
Hu Fei eyes brightened, “Teacher Little Zhang, great calligraphy! The flicks are elegant, and yet doesn’t lack strength!”
Xiao Lu was also lost in admiration, “These words are so beautiful! Teacher Zhang Ye is even skilled in calligraphy?”