Chapter 12 Can't afford to play?

Lin Fan's disdainful sneer was particularly harsh in this flattering hall.

Everyone involuntarily turned their heads to look at Lin Fan, who was leaning lazily on the chair at this time.

And Murong Kong's face immediately turned green.

With a gloomy face, he stepped forward: "This gentleman, it seems that he has studied calligraphy very much, I wonder if you can give me some advice?"

Murong Kong's words cannot be described as vicious.

Everyone knows that Murong Kong is highly sought after internationally, and an ordinary piece of calligraphy can be auctioned for up to millions of dollars.

Now Murong Kong asked the little-known Lin Fan to guide him in front of everyone. Isn't it just a satire on his self-righteousness?

And with such a clumsy method, how could Lin Fan not understand it.

"Are you worthy?"

He glanced at Murong Kong obliquely, without taking him into account at all.

"You!"

Murong Kong didn't expect Lin Fan to play his cards according to common sense, and he was suddenly choked and speechless.

"Why are you still here, little bastard?"

The old lady of the Yang family, who has always pretended to be dignified, has been angry and unstoppable.

"Get out of here, our Yang family doesn't welcome you as a broom star!"

Old Lady Yang's body trembled with anger, and she glared at Lin Fan angrily.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows indifferently: "Do you think I am willing to come to your family's family banquet?

"Lin Fan, don't be too rampant!"

Yang Tianxiong got up angrily: "I can see it, you came to our Yang family to smash the field today." ”

"Where's the bodyguard, throw me this evil seed with a broken leg!"

The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point again.

Yang Tianxiong and Lin Fan stood facing each other.

One is angry, the other is indifferent.

Yang Junwen looked at Lin Fan, whose temperament had changed sharply in front of him, and chuckled in a low voice: "Long time no see, Lin Fan, after so many years, you are still the same pretentious." ”

"Then let's be otherwise. Since you said that Mr. Murong's calligraphy is not worth mentioning, why don't you write us a work that is more inherited than Mr. Murong in public?"

"If your work is really better than Mr. Murong's, then we won't care about your guilt for disrupting our family banquet, but if you can't write it, then ......"

"How?"

"How? Of course, I want you to kowtow to Mr. Murong and apologize. ”

Yang Junwen's tone was sonorous and powerful, as if he had seen Lin Fan kneeling and begging for mercy.

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the maid on the side immediately reacted and went upstairs to prepare pen and ink.

Lin Fan sneered.

It seems that Yang Junwen is starting to hold back the bad things again.

It's a pity that he is going to fall short after all.

"Good!"

Lin Fan agreed.

He has never fought unprepared battles, and since he dared to say that Murong Kong's calligraphy was rubbish on the spot, he was already ready to face the battle.

"However, I have one more condition. ”

"You say. ”

Yang Junwen raised his chin casually, in his opinion, it was impossible for Lin Fan to write calligraphy that was more hand-me-down than Murong Kong.

So for him, no matter how many conditions Lin Fanti has, it is useless, because he has no chance to win.

"If I win, I want you and Murong Kong to kneel down for me in public and apologize. ”

"Good!"

Yang Junwen didn't twist, and he agreed.

At the stall where they spoke, the servants had already prepared their pen and ink.

Lin Fan slowly spread out a piece of rice paper under the mocking gaze of everyone.

Writing.

But in an instant, it was already like a rainbow.

It seems that what is in his hand is not a brush, but a sword that fights the end of the world.

When some people see this, their hearts are already beating the drums.

He paused for a few seconds before picking up his pen.

In an instant, a majestic calligraphy appeared on the paper.

Lin Fan calmly put away his pen with a calm face.

Everyone on the lookers couldn't help but stretch their necks, wanting to see what kind of earth-shattering "peerless masterpiece" Lin Fan had written

However, when they saw the words on the paper, everyone invariably grew their mouths.

"When I first wrote Huang Ting, it was just right. ”

I don't know who started the sentence, and in an instant, some Yang family members who are keen on calligraphy and painting began to praise again and again.

"Luan Xiang Fengzhu, into the wood three points, how can you not write such a majestic calligraphy without decades of skills. ”

"I always thought that Murong Kong's calligraphy was a masterpiece, but when I saw Lin Fan's words today, I knew what the master's level was. ”

Someone whispered, and this word reached Murong Kong's ears without dying.

Murong Kong's face immediately turned green.

In disbelief, he pushed away the crowd and wanted to find out.

"How so?"

Murong Kong looked at the calligraphy in front of him with a shocked face, but with a few strokes, there was a majestic aura of thousands of troops, and the killing aura between the strokes was soul-catching.

This is undoubtedly a peerless calligraphy that should be sought after by everyone.

It is a height that he cannot reach in his entire life.

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Lin Fan.

From the previous disdain and ridicule, to the current worship and admiration.

Yang Junwen was also stunned to look at the calligraphy in front of him, and was stunned for a while.

Lin Fan looked indifferent and retreated, which was particularly dazzling in Yang Junwen's opinion.

"It seems that the results are already in. ”

He raised his eyebrows: "That...... It's time to make good on your promises. ”

knelt down in public to apologize, and no one could run away.

Yang Junwen's face flushed, and he couldn't say a word when he looked at Lin Fan.

And Murong Kong even glared at Lin Fan with an unkind face.

They are all the pride of heaven in their respective fields, how can they endure such humiliation?

"Why?

Lin Fan sneered: "When the two of you bet with me just now, didn't you look like this?"

"What? I can't afford to play anymore?"

"Who, who can't afford to play!"

Yang Junwen retorted loudly.

"Oh, that's the fun?"

"Hurry up, I'm still waiting for you two to get down on your knees. ”

Lin Fan urged, but that playful expression made Yang Junwen and Murong Kong even more ashamed.

But they did just make a bet in front of so many people, and if they regret it now, they will definitely be secretly poked in the back.

What is the character of these Yang family members who see the wind and steer and have ghosts in their hearts, Yang Junwen knows best.

Gritting his teeth, Yang Junwen closed his eyes and knelt down in a daze: "I'm sorry, it's me who has no beads!"

Murong Kong saw this. also knelt down unwillingly.

......

Lin Fan looked at the two people in front of him with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Yang Junwen got up and glared at Lin Fan angrily.

"Lin Fan, don't be too complacent! When I see the Emperor of War, it will be your death!"