"Forget it, although Chen Feng will not save him when he sees death, he has a saying that makes sense, as long as you are okay, isn't it okay?" Chu Youwei saw that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and hurriedly persuaded him.

Shu Yan was still angry, and said to Chu Youwei: "Teacher Chu, don't you know, this waste thing, running to participate in club activities, can't help anything, and it has lost face to our school!"

Chu Youwei frowned, glanced at Chen Feng, and said unhappily: "Chen Feng, is what she said true?"

Chen Feng spread his hands helplessly, "I said that I know calligraphy, and I also want to help the school score a point, but they don't let me play at all." ”

These words made Shu Yan and others even more angry.

"Do you know calligraphy? Everyone heard it, he said it himself, he can do calligraphy!" Shu Yan said aloud with a sneering look in her eyes as she looked around at the students.

"Huh! A garbage picker, he actually said he could calligraphy?"

"Hahaha! Don't laugh at the dead man, I don't think he even knows how to hold a brush!"

"Tut-tut, just like him, the last time he participated in the calligraphy project, didn't that discredit our school?"

The surrounding students were talking and sneering.

They had long seen that Chen Feng was not pleasing to the eye, and when they heard this at this moment, they did not hesitate to fall into the ground.

Shu Yan became more and more arrogant, looking down at Chen Feng condescendingly, her expression was mocking, and her tone was sarcastic: "Do you know calligraphy?

Chen Feng's heart suddenly became angry, and he looked at him coldly, "If I know calligraphy, what do you say?"

Shu Yan sneered, "If you know calligraphy, I will kowtow to you as a teacher!"

"That's what you said, I'll take you as a cheap apprentice!" Chen Feng said indifferently.

Shu Yan looked angry, pointed at Chen Feng and said angrily: "Who is your apprentice?

"You better save it, calligraphy is not something that a garbage picker like you can touch!"

Jiang Xingchen next to him looked disdainful.

He was also a son of a rich family and had practiced calligraphy for a long time.

It's a pity that his qualifications are dull, and even after practice, he is only barely getting started.

With an identity like him, he can't learn calligraphy well.

Just a guy who picks up garbage, and dares to talk about calligraphy?

"Evidence, I'll write two words, won't it?" Chen Feng took out a clever pen and raised his eyebrows.

Shu Yan sneered, and said in a weird way: "Yo! Pretending to be quite like that! You actually carry a brush with you? This is too exaggerated, right? I really don't know who practices calligraphy and will carry a brush with him!"

Chen Feng glanced at her and said lightly: "My brush has a lot of origins, just remember to kneel down and call me master later!"

"What's the deal?" Shu Yan snickered and mocked, "I think you picked it up from some garbage heap, right?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, nodded and admitted: "You're really right, I really picked up the garbage!"

Burst!

Shu Yan snorted and laughed.

The rest of the students gathered around the school gate also burst out laughing.

Ji Liuli turned her gaze to the side, pretending not to know Chen Feng.

It's also too humiliating!

Shu Yan was mocking him, couldn't he hear it?

actually shamelessly admit it?

"This guy is so hilarious!"

"Hey, garbage guy, just throw that pen away! If you can't afford a good brush, I can give you a little money and sponsor you!"

"I can also give a little charity, everyone can get together and let you buy a decent brush. ”

Everyone opened their mouths and shouted at Chen Feng.

Everyone's faces were full of banter.

Chen Feng's gaze swept over everyone and rolled his eyes, "A bunch of idiots!"

These people don't know the role of the ingenious pen, okay?

You still call yourself a different pen?

What is this not idiot?

"What did you say?!"

"What are you talking about, you garbage guy?"

"Do you dare to scold us? believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

Everyone was scolded by Chen Feng, and they were immediately annoyed and angry.

How dare a garbage picker scold them in such a tone?

You can't find death!

Shu Yan laughed, laughed so hard that tears flowed out, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said weakly: "Haha, haha, Chen Feng, you are so funny, why did you come to our Magic Capital University? Actually, you can go to the drama academy, you are so talented in funny, it is more than enough to be a comedian!"

Chen Feng's face was indifferent, and he said, "If you laugh hard now, I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh later!"

Shu Yan restrained her smile, stared at Chen Feng contemptuously, and said disdainfully: "You really don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" Originally, I didn't want to continue to insult you, but if you have to take the humiliation yourself, then I won't let you go!"

"Didn't you say, do you know calligraphy? That's good! Let's take a gamble, if you really know calligraphy, and can get everyone's recognition, I will kowtow to you to apologize, kneel down and apprentice! If you don't know calligraphy, kneel down and kowtow to me, give me **! Do you dare to bet?"

Chen Feng's face was calm, and he said in an ancient tone: "Why don't you dare? When you lose, don't admit it!"

Shu Yan sneered and said: "Don't you want to take advantage of the loopholes! I don't mean scribbling and scribbling, don't think we don't know, Senior Wang Yixian told us that you scribbled in the calligraphy venue, and you lost all the face of our Modu University!"

"Scribbling and scribbling? How can I write calligraphy scribbling? That's just what Wang Yixian said because he deliberately humiliated me!" Chen Feng said coldly.

"You're not scribbling, is Wang Yixian going to slander you, why are you worthy of slander?" Shu Yan said disdainfully.

"Perhaps, he was jealous that my calligraphy was better than his, so he said that on purpose!" Chen Feng said casually.

Shu Yan seemed to have heard some joke, forced a smile, and asked playfully: "Even if what you said is true, then tell me, what about the calligraphy you wrote? The calligraphy you wrote at the calligraphy venue should still be kept, right? After all, you feel good about yourself, then you will never abandon what you wrote, right?"

Chen Feng hesitated for a moment and explained: "I have already thrown it away, I can write that kind of calligraphy casually, and it is not interesting to keep it." ”

Burst!

Everyone present couldn't help but laugh.

This guy is too good at blowing, right?

Can you write it out at hand?

Does he think he is a book saint?

Even if it's a book saint, you have to look at the state to write the best words, right?