The second game of the third out of ten is less difficult than the first, with a uniform brush font and a uniform template.

The font that was chosen was what Shen Tao was best at, and he felt that he had won the battle.

With ten years of muscle memory, I can't think of how to lose.

"I announce that the promotion list is Chen Wei, Shen Tao, and Niu Le. ”

But the moment the result came out of Mencius's mouth, Shen Tao was stunned.

This time, the first place is still not himself.

Although the rankings in the first few rounds had no practical effect, Shen Tao, who was a calligraphy genius in Yangcheng, could not tolerate the fact that he was the second oldest in 10,000 years.

He wondered what was going on here.

"Well, can you show me Chen Wei's work?" Shen Tao walked straight to the front of the stage and asked.

"Of course. Meng Ziliang knew that this person was arrogant and would definitely not admit defeat, and suspected that there was something greasy in the jury, so he did not refuse.

Facts are always the best way to slap your face.

"Thank you. "Took the work from Mencius.

This!

After seeing this picture, all the doubts in Shen Tao's heart disappeared.

I have to admit that Chen Wei is indeed stronger than himself, this calligraphy, like the calligraphy he practiced, is neat and tidy, and he can't find any faults, so he can take it out as a teaching material.

There is no choice but to throw in the towel.

Compared with the first two games, the final game highlights the word free play.

No restrictions on fonts, no restrictions on content.

This is Shen Tao's last chance to turn the tables, and if he loses, he really won't have the face to go back to see his father and fellow villagers, and he remembers the cattle that he blew down before leaving.

"Elder Meng, can I make a request?" When Shen Tao and Niu Le were still thinking about what to write, Chen Wei suddenly raised his hand and said.

"As long as it doesn't violate the requirements, I can try to satisfy you. Meng Ziliang was quite curious, what Chen Wei wanted to do.

"I need a brush like this, a bucket of ink, a piece of paper to cover the field. Chen Wei gestured.

"Paper and ink are fine, but such a large brush ......" Mencius was a little puzzled.

"No brushes, no mops. Chen Wei lowered his requirements.

Looking at the huge white paper that occupied almost a quarter of the venue, as well as the ink full of iron buckets, and Chen Wei standing on it, holding a mop, the audience wondered, what did he want to do?

Shen Tao and Niu Le also had no intention of thinking about anything else, and their eyes were firmly locked on Chen Wei.

I saw him pull out a lot of strips of mop cloth, and then forcefully condensed into a twisted shape, put it in a tin bucket, and dipped it.

Start wielding a pen and ink, or dancing a knife and a gun, in short, it looks very shocking.

Drunk to pick up the lamp to see the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp, 800 miles under the command, fifty strings turn the outside sound, the battlefield autumn soldiers.

The horse-made Lu is fast, the bow is like a thunderbolt, but the king of the world has won the name before and after his death, and it is pitiful for nothing!

Close.

It's hard to imagine that the thousands of people in the audience can be so quiet.

The expressions on everyone's faces seemed to be portrayed in a mold, surprised, in addition to surprise, still surprised.

When I really understood the content of this, I couldn't help but feel sorry for that person, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for my ambition and the twilight of my hero.

Bang Bang Bang!

Shen Bingxin applauded from the bottom of his heart.

With her taking the lead, the applause immediately spread ten, ten, hundred, and thousand...... The formation is amazing.

On the other hand, although Meng Jiaojiao had no interest in calligraphy, she was deeply attracted by Chen Wei's posture when he waved his pen and ink, like an invincible general wearing gold armor.

The word is sharp and extraordinary.

"Two players, 10 minutes left. Mencius kindly reminded.

"Ahh

Bang!

Shen Tao threw the pen directly on the table and left through the exit in front of everyone.

There was no comparison, he didn't want to stay in this place anymore, it was boring to be bored.

Chen Wei unsurprisingly became the first, Niu Le was second, and Shen Tao abstained and ranked third.

As for the painting, a wealthy businessman wanted to buy it at a price of 3 million, but Chen Wei refused.

He planned to wait for the ink to dry and then roll it up and take it away.

"Little Brother Chen, did you write this poem yourself?" Mencius asked eagerly.

"I was the first to write it, yes. Chen Wei replied.

"Little Brother Chen, you are so powerful, if it weren't for that pitiful sentence, I really suspect that you have experienced it lightly. Mencius admired Chen Wei's talent from the bottom of his heart.

I couldn't help but think that if Chen Wei really wanted to become the son-in-law of the Meng family, he would definitely be able to push the Meng family to a higher peak.

The more I look at it, the more I like it.

"Maybe I'm more imaginative. Chen Wei responded.

"Excuse me, can you interrupt?" a woman's voice sounded behind Chen Wei.

"I remember, you are the daughter of the Shen family, Shen Bingxin?" Meng Ziliang was not very sure, he and this girl had not seen each other for some years.

"I've seen Meng Lao. ”

"Then don't bother the two of you. Chen Wei planned to leave.

"Hey, don't go. Shen Bingxin hurriedly stopped Chen Wei and explained his intention, "I'm here to find you." ”

"Looking for me?" Chen Wei glanced at Shen Lang, who was hiding more than ten meters away, could that guy be suing Shen Bingxin and wanting this woman to deal with him?

"Xiaowei. Su Mengdie saw that the visitor was not good, and took the initiative to greet Chen Wei.

"Sister, is there something wrong?"

"It's fine. Su Mengdie shook her head and stood aside.

He is Su Mengdie's younger brother?

Shen Bingxin said with some surprise.

It can be seen that the reason why Su Mengdie accosted Chen Wei was to make it clear to herself the relationship between her and Chen Wei.

Even if you're not afraid of me, the face of the eldest lady of the Su family still has to be given, right?

"I'm here mainly to discuss with you about that letter. Shen Bingxin confessed.

"Miss Shen also wants to buy that painting?" Chen Wei confirmed.

"That's right. Shen Bingxin nodded.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Miss Shen, this painting is not for sale. Chen Wei plans to keep it, take it out when there is nothing to do, and look at it twice, it will be more difficult.

"But the other two words, if Miss Shen also likes it, can talk about it. ”

"Ah!" As soon as Chen Wei said this, the first person to react was Meng Ziliang.

Originally, he had planned to take those two paintings back and frame them, and if he had anything to do, he would take them out to admire and copy them.

"Then I want the first pair, a million, how about it?"

"Sell!" Chen Wei agreed very simply, there is a situation of who repents and who is the grandson.

As for the other one, it was collected by Mencius at a price of 100,000 yuan.

On the way back.

"Sister, there are only fourteen words in total, you spend one million, and one word is more than 70,000 ......" Shen Lang did not finish his words.

"What, don't you think it's worth it?" asked Shen Bingxin.

"I admit that he is indeed very literary and writes well, but a word sells for 70,000 yuan, and whoever thinks about it will feel that it is not worth it, right? Shen Lang said.

"What I bought for this million is the relationship with him, and the word is just an incidental product. ”

"That's right. Regardless of whether he was or not, Shen Lang didn't dare to ask more.