"Hmph, you can't teach your son!"

Qi Lao looked at the small movements of the two and snorted coldly.

"I'm not your student either, so I don't need you to teach. ”

Ye Yifan looked at Qi Lao and smiled.

felt that Qi Lao's behavior was a bit naïve.

"Bastard!"

Qi Lao was furious, no one had ever dared to talk to him like this, let alone confront him to his face.

For Qi Lao, this is simply a great shame!

"Qi Lao, known as Taishan Beidou of Tianhai City, has the image of a hermit master, is it just such a quality?"

Seeing that Qi Lao was angry, Ye Yifan shook his head.

This anger is the true face of Qi Lao, who loves vanity and sells fame.

"You!"

With Qi Lao's anger, two bodyguards around him immediately walked to Ye Yifan's side, waiting for Qi Lao's instructions.

But Ye Yifan was not in a hurry, and said with a smile, "Old Qi, are you going to send off guests?"

"Stand down!"

Qi Lao waved his hand and asked the bodyguards to step back, for him, nothing matters, the key is face!

How to lose this face, how to get it back!

"Qi Lao is not going to send off guests?"

Ye Yifan looked at Qi Lao and smiled, only to feel that there was a clown in front of him.

Qi Lao, who has a lofty image in the eyes of others, is completely different in Ye Yifan's eyes.

This is the difference in vision, but also the difference in strength!

"What kind of place do you think this is, come and go when you want?"

Qi Lao looked at Ye Yifan unhappily and said.

"Oh?"

Ye Yifan looked at Qi Lao and smiled.

"It's not impossible to leave if you want to. ”

Qi Lao immediately pointed to his calligraphy, which was his most proud handwriting.

Qi Laoyan said, "Have you seen these brush words? This is written by me, since you think my brush words are also ordinary, then I, Qi Guozhu, will ask you for advice today!"

"I'm just ordinary with a brush. ”

Ye Yifan said with a smile.

"I don't care if you're ordinary or not, if you can't convince me today, it proves that you deliberately belittled you before, if so, don't blame me for being unkind to you!"

Qi Lao looked at Ye Yifan and said angrily.

"So, I just won't accept your challenge?"

Ye Yifan smiled.

"Challenge?"

Qi Lao looked at Ye Yifan coldly, and said disdainfully, "You really dare to say it!"

"Okay, okay, let's show you. ”

Ye Yifan shook his head, and he didn't bother to talk to Qi Lao, so he immediately picked up the brush and wrote the first word: idle.

As soon as the so-called connoisseur makes a move, he will know that there is wood!

At first glance, this person is young and frivolous, but when you see Ye Yifan's words, you will understand that this is the real calligraphy.

He wrote about wild grass.

The artistic conception of calligraphy has been completely integrated with itself, mixed into one, wonderful.

Look carefully, each stroke of its falling, not only has an arrogant attitude, but also has a wonderful artistic conception, between a horizontal and a vertical, there are thousands of clouds, unpredictable trend.

Although everyone knows words, this unpredictable feeling makes people feel that they don't know how to write Ye Yifan's next stroke.

It's just a simple horizontal and a vertical, but it's unpredictable, this is the real wild grass word!

Wait until Ye Yifan's first 'idle' word is written.

Qi Lao, who was shocked, couldn't help but shout, "This is, lonely and self-vibrating, flying in the sand!"

Just one word is enough to shut up an arrogant person like Qi Lao, convince him, and start to praise Ye Yifan from the bottom of his heart.

And Meng Yao next to him looked at Ye Yifan, fascinated, almost obsessed.

Especially the crazy words on Ye Yifan's body, it seems to have been written on his face, coupled with the integration of calligraphy and artistic conception, at this moment Meng Yao feels as if she has entered another world, in this world, she has become Ye Yifan's confidante, the two of them go to the end of the world with swords, and the martial arts heroes are impressed by Ye Yifan's sword!

And this sword is naturally the brush in Ye Yifan's hand.

It is also a brush, which gives people a natural artistic conception.

This kind of artistic conception, even if Qi has been practicing calligraphy for decades, it can't be practiced!

There is a saying that 'in the pool, consider the reason, learn from the object, get in the heart, understand in the image, and then start into the cursive wonderland.' ’

At this moment, Qi Lao and Meng Yao were completely intoxicated with Ye Yifan's calligraphy artistic conception, and their expressions changed with Ye Yifan's pen.

When Ye Yifan will be idle on the top of the high mountain, he will be idle with the dragon. ’

By the time these ten wild cursive words were written, the winner was already clear.

No, the moment Ye Yifan put pen to paper, in fact, the winner had already been decided.

It's just that everyone has been intoxicated and can't extricate themselves.

This kind of artistic conception, even if Qi Lao learns for another hundred years, he will not be able to learn it, this requires a kind of enlightenment, without this understanding, Qi Lao will not have this kind of realm in his life!

"Elder Qi, how do you feel?"

Ye Yifan put down the brush and looked at Qi Lao.

"Qi Lao? Qi Lao?"

Ye Yifan shouted several times in a row.

"Huh?"

Qi Lao woke up at this time, hurriedly looked at Ye Yifan, and said hesitantly, "That...... No, no, no...... I don't see it, you're not very old, but your calligraphy is ......."

"How?"

Ye Yifan smiled.

"This ......"

Qi Lao was dumb, and at this moment Qi Lao was completely convinced by this wild cursive word.

That's the charm of the cursive word.

Abandon the beauty, delicate morbidity, and produce a sense of rock pressure, the viewer to the word, if 'the edge of the sword', majestic!

Qi Lao at this moment is like the scene in Meng Yao's fantasy, she incarnated as Ye Yifan's confidante, the two of them went to the end of the world with swords, and the martial arts heroes were impressed by Ye Yifan's sword.

And Qi Lao is the one who kneels under the sword!

A few words, it can already make people frightened!

This kind of character is no longer just confined to one stroke and one stroke, but has reached a high artistic conception, which makes people surrender from the heart.

If you want to describe it, it is not an exaggeration to describe it with God!

"I ...... I ......"

It took a long time for Qi Lao to get rid of Ye Yifan's artistic conception of wild grass words.

When his eyes looked at Ye Yifan again, there was no arrogance in his eyes, but a kind of awe.

I saw Qi Lao say to Ye Yifan's archer, "I lost ......"

"Throwing in the towel isn't a bad thing either. ”

Ye Yifan nodded slightly, then turned around and left.

Because there is no point in staying here at the moment, Qi Lao is just a person who sells his reputation and reputation, but Er'er.

At this moment, even Meng Yao was in this strong contrast of artistic conception, and for a moment, he only felt that Mrs. Qi was pediatric.

"Master Ye, please slow down!"

Seeing that Ye Yifan was leaving, Qi Lao hurriedly stepped forward.

"Why, still have to compete with me?"

Ye Yifan asked.

"No ......"

Qi Lao hesitated for a moment, then knelt in front of Ye Yifan with a pop, and then directly began to bow to the master.

This sudden move made everyone present stunned.

This is one of the most famous old people in Tianhai City, why did he suddenly kneel for Ye Yifan?!

It's appalling!

and when it is preached, it is not believed.

What the hell is Qi Lao trying to do?......