After chatting for a while, the pattern of fine wine floated on the screen, and another audience rewarded him.

Li Yan hugged his fists and said: "Thank you for the wine sent by Li Yuan in Suzhou and Hangzhou, yesterday I drank a small half glass of wine sent by everyone, and I almost got drunk, I don't know what kind of wine this is?"

Su Hangzhou Li Yuanwai: "This is the daughter of Hong, who was born in the underworld, and the little brother drank the wine of the underworld, but he was not drunk yet, and the amount of alcohol was extraordinary!"

Li Yan smiled, quite proud, he didn't dare to say that he was soaked in a wine vat, but since he was a child, he was in contact with rice wine, and the amount of alcohol was naturally much stronger than that of ordinary people.

"By the way, Xiao Shuai heard that after the death of a person, the ghost went to Huangquan Road, and he wanted to cross the Nai He Bridge to drink Meng Po soup, and everything in his previous life would be completely forgotten, is there such a thing?" Li Yan asked curiously.

Su Hangzhou Li Yuanwai: "It is true, but it is not absolute, if you accumulate good yin virtue in your previous life, you can choose not to drink Meng Po soup, stay in the underworld and mix a half-official position, be a small official or something, we are like this." ”

After reading his explanation, Li Yan suddenly became enlightened, it seems that those Qing Dynasty celebrities mixed well in the prefecture, and they all became civil servants, no wonder they didn't reincarnate one by one.

If it were Li Yan, it was estimated that he would also choose to be a petty official in the underworld, at least he could retain the memories of his previous life, and he would live a leisurely life.

and other places have fully introduced the facilities of the human world, who is willing to be reincarnated, and there is no need to worry about birth, old age, sickness and death in the underworld, compared to mortals in the world, it is much more enjoyable!

"Alas, even ghosts are not as good as ......," Li Yan sighed silently in his heart.

Cheering up, Li Yan wanted to mobilize the atmosphere of the live broadcast room, and said loudly: "It's not interesting to sing all the time, let's dance a very hilarious hip-hop dance for everyone." ”

This was to chase that girl, and even when she was admitted to Funing University, she wanted to be closer to her, but unfortunately it backfired......

I haven't practiced hip-hop dance for too long, and when performing a somersault, the soles of my feet accidentally slipped, and Li Yan was covered with golden flowers, and he was lying on the ground like a toad.

"Not bad, not bad, the performance is quite exciting, the old man can't help but want to reward again. ”

This comment is from Gong Zizhen, followed by a magic pen, and is the second audience to reward a magic pen after Chen Yuanyuan.

A magic pen represents a thousand points, watching the number of points in the upper left corner skyrocket, Li Yan's heart blossomed, and the depression caused by the performance mistake disappeared instantly.

If he wasn't still on the live stream, he might not be able to help but jump.

In fact, it is not too difficult to accumulate 30,000 points, since the start of the broadcast yesterday, his number of points has exceeded 5,000, and at this growth rate, it will not take him a month to be promoted to a second-level anchor.

After going offline, Li Yan set his sights on the newly withdrawn gifts, no one rewarded the fan today, but there was an extra brush with simple workmanship.

Coupled with Chen Yuanyuan's magic pen rewarded yesterday, he made up enough two, and was divided by the live broadcast platform in half, so he sent one to him.

This brush looks very ordinary, similar to the ordinary two or three yuan a brush, but it is very comfortable to hold in his hand, and Li Yan has an urge to splash ink immediately.

Of course, he just thinks about it, his family knows his own affairs, and at his level, he may not even be able to read the calligraphy he writes.

After a brief clean-up, Li Yan poured the wine into the bottle and returned to the dormitory with the brush.

Lao Zhang, who was playing a game, raised his head and asked casually: "Lao Li, I haven't seen you all morning, where did you go?"

"I rented a house near Namdaemun and planned to dive in to prepare for the graduate school entrance examination. Li Yan found a very good excuse.

The family really wants him to go to graduate school, and Li Yan said in the dormitory a long time ago that he had the idea of going to graduate school.

"There is less than a year left before the graduate school entrance examination, and if you really want to take the exam, you can almost start preparing for it. Lao Zhang nodded in agreement.

"I'll go, when did Lao Li become so diligent?" Lao Wang jumped up suddenly, rubbed next to Li Yan, and happened to see the brush on the table, as if he had seen something strange, and said in surprise: "How did you think of practicing calligraphy, won't it be another three days of fishing and two days of drying nets?"

"Nothing strange, just a whim. Li Yan pursed his lips and ordered a takeout with his mobile phone.

When he placed an order, Lao Wang didn't know where to find a bottle of ink, took the old newspaper and began to write calligraphy with great interest.

Chen Zhijun and Lao Zhang gathered to the side to watch, and soon both of them covered their eyes, with expressions that could not bear to look directly.

"Look at what you wrote, I'm almost blind, pay me for my medical expenses!" Lao Zhang joked with a very exaggerated demeanor.

In the frolic, Lao Wang finally wrote down the four big characters of "goodness is like water" completely, and called it "Yunjie Style", which is a new font he created and named after himself.

Li Yan and the three of them tacitly made a vomiting action, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Hey, hey, you can insult me, but you can't insult my creation!" Lao Wang put down the brush and protested loudly: "There is a kind of you who also come to write a few words, let's compare the level of calligraphy, the worst treat to supper!"

"Compare to whom, who is afraid of whom!"

Lao Zhang picked up the brush without giving up, and in order to show fairness, he also wrote the same four words, and the level was half a pound and eight taels with Lao Wang.

Next it was Chen Zhijun's turn, I didn't see it before, this guy still has some calligraphy skills, much stronger than Lao Wang Lao Zhang, he got carried away and laughed, tonight's supper is considered to be in his mouth.

Only Li Yan was left, he was a little uneasy in his heart, he hadn't touched the brush for so many years, and his writing might not be as good as Lao Wang.

Under the gaze of the three roommates, he could only catch the ducks on the shelves and pick up the brush hard.

At the moment when he put down the pen, Li Yan suddenly felt a sense of happiness, and the brush in his hand seemed to be a part of his body, and all his worries were dispelled at this moment.

"Boom......"

The action is smooth and flowing in one go, and the pleasing "goodness is like water" four big characters come into view, and the font is elegant and free, quite everyone's style, and Chen Zhijun and the three of them are dumbfounded.

"I said Lao Li, did you write these words?" Lao Wang couldn't believe his eyes.

After a short period of consternation, Li Yan came back to his senses, pretended to be normal, and said with an indifferent smile: "I haven't practiced calligraphy for too long, and my writing can barely catch my eyes, and I'm ugly." ”

"Is this barely eye-catching?" Chen Zhijun couldn't help but roll his eyes and said: "You forced pretend, I will give ninety-nine points, and the remaining one point is afraid that you will be proud." ”

"I didn't see it, Lao Li is a real person and doesn't show his face!" Lao Wang's mouth kept slugging, picked up the newspaper and watched it for a while, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I'll invite you for supper tonight, I will collect this newspaper, in case Lao Li becomes a well-known calligrapher one day, then he will make a lot of money!"

Li Yan didn't seem to hear what Lao Wang said, and his attention was all on the brush.

He suddenly remembered the story he had read before, although his pen is not so magical, but it also has its unique function, regardless of the level of calligraphy, you can write a good hand in your hand.

And this unique function seems to be only able to play by him, Lao Wang Chen Zhijun They hold it in their hands, and there is no difference from ordinary brushes.

In this way, there is no fear of being found abnormal, and there is no need to worry about someone stealing this magic pen.

"Lao Li, yesterday I saw a notice in the class group that the college is about to hold the seventh calligraphy competition, and your level will definitely be among the best!" Chen Zhijun suggested.

"Yes, yes, I saw that too. Lao Wang folded the newspaper, put it in the cabinet and said excitedly: "I looked at the reward, the first place has a prize of 1,000 yuan, if Lao Li goes to the competition, I dare not say the first, the top three!"

"How vulgar it is to raise money. Lao Zhang pursed his lips, and suddenly showed a wicked smile: "Wang Shuyan participates in the calligraphy competition every year, and most of the male contestants are running to her. ”

At the mention of the name Wang Shuyan, Lao Wang and Chen Zhijun's eyes lit up, like a lion seeing its prey.

Li Yan has also heard of this famous beauty in the academy, and he has seen it a few times in the academy, and he does have the appearance of a sinking fish and a goose, plus he has practiced calligraphy for many years, and his temperament is even more outstanding.

Although they are in the same School of Business Administration, they are accounting majors, so they do not have any intersection.