Wang Daochun snorted coldly and said: "No matter how bad the quality is, it is better than a traitor, you are not welcome here!"

When Huang Yu heard this, his face immediately darkened, and he snorted coldly: "Wang Daochun, don't detain and pots, I'm not a traitor! To be precise, I'm an internationalist, my heart has no borders, and calligraphy shouldn't have borders, it's because your horizons are too narrow, not that my horizons are too wide." In my heart, I am a perfect internationalist, who does not belong to or like China, but just happened to be born in China. ”

"Vomit ......" A retching sound suddenly sounded, interrupting Topaz's words.

Topaz frowned and looked at a small monk in between, holding the table and retching.

The old monk asked in a low voice, "Disciple, what's wrong? Haven't you always been in good health? I haven't seen you vomit since you were so big." ”

The little monk waved his hand and said, "Master, I'm afraid I can't do it, the first time I met such a shameless person, I couldn't stand it with disgust." ”

"Learn to be a teacher, and when you see something disgusting, you think about the good. The old monk said.

Little monk: "No, I want to be beautiful, the gap is too big, and it's easier to vomit." ”

The old monk said, "You try to think about shit." ”

"Hey...... The shit really worked, only a little better than the one just now, and the difference wasn't too big. "The little monk stopped vomiting.

Huang Yudao's face turned black into briquettes, and he said angrily: "Wang Daochun, you also receive such a person with no quality, have you been lonely to this extent?"

Wang Daochun shook his head and said, "If it's not a traitor, I'll accept it, you can go." ”

"You!" Huang Yu's face was angry, and he held back for a long time, and said, "You...... Very good. It is said that your Wang Daochun's calligraphy is unique, like the Yangtze River. I'd like to learn a little bit today. ”

Wang Daochun shook his head and said, "I'm not interested, I don't communicate with traitors." ”

"This is not communication, this is a challenge! I want to tell you with practical actions that your so-called calligraphy is not worth mentioning!" Huang Yu said proudly.

At this moment, a woman next to her exclaimed, "Master, what are you doing? This is the master's pen, you can't use it...... Ay...... Stop!"

Hearing this exclamation, Huang Yu and Wang Daochun both subconsciously looked over, only to see that the monk didn't know when he picked up Wang Daochun's brush, regardless of the beautiful assistant's obstruction, he flicked his sleeves and put down the pen!

Wang Daochun frowned, many calligraphers have some habits, such as cherishing their pen as much as their life, or cherishing certain things and not liking others to touch them. Wang Daochun's pen is his forbidden area......

When Huang Yu saw it, he laughed and said, "A stinky person who wants food also wants to dance and write?

As a result, before the words were finished, I saw that the monk shook his arm, and the next moment, the pen seemed to be alive, the pen and ink were like a dragon, the paper was like the sea, the dragon returned to the sea, the weather was thousands, a big character appeared on the paper, and the people who looked at it were dumbfounded!

The most amazing thing is that the square hand is like flying, moving like a dragon, but the body is as calm as an ancient bell and an old Buddha!

At that moment, everyone had the illusion that the person who wrote the book was not a person, but a Buddha! This Buddha was not writing, but drawing dragons......

In just a few breaths, two lines of big characters appeared on the paper, and it was impressive - Qingshan was fortunate to bury the bones of loyalty, and the white iron innocently cast the minister!

Two sentences, fourteen big characters, every stroke and stroke are like a sharp knife, just one glance, Topaz's face turned red...... He laughed at people who couldn't write, and as a result, the words he wrote were like the trajectory of a dragon, and the domineering between the lines made him not have the courage to say a word that violated his conscience and slandered the bad words.

What's more, there are so many peers here, who can't tell if the words are good or not? If he says more words now, he will slap himself in the face.

But don't you say it?

These fourteen words are like fourteen knives, cut at his body, every word is heart-wrenching!

"Okay!" I don't know who it was, I was the first to shout out, and then the applause was thunderous, and the scene was full of applause, one after another!

Wang Daochun's face was originally a little unhappy, but when he saw this word, he was so excited that he couldn't speak, and it took a long time to pop out two words: "Okay...... Good ......"

At this time, the little monk came to Huang Yu with a pen and said with a smile: "Don't you want to write? ”

When Topaz heard this, his face darkened.

Others laughed, there are many peers here, everyone knows Topaz's ability, and it does have its own uniqueness, but when people's hearts are broken, the words are also broken. Words are like people, people are traitors, and words are not anywhere. But I have to say that the words of topaz are indeed very good, surpassing many people present.

But in front of this old monk, everyone knows very well that the word topaz is worthless!

Guan Gong is playing a big knife in front of him? Is this death, or is he not afraid of being embarrassed?

This word, don't talk about topaz, everyone present, no one dares to write it!

Topaz didn't dare, it was a shame not to take the pen at this time, and it was even more embarrassing to take the pen and write down!

For the first time, Topaz sadly discovered that in his lifetime, there would be a day when he didn't even have the courage to hold a pen!

In the end, Topaz stomped his foot and snorted coldly: "It's not in good shape today, so it's okay if you don't write!"

After saying that, Topaz walked away with the people......

"Haha......" Everyone laughed, Topaz walked faster, and finally simply ran, he knew that after today, he was a joke in the circle. A self-proclaimed calligrapher who doesn't dare to hold a pen, what face does he have to come out and say that he is a calligrapher?

"Thank you, Master, for clearing the siege. Wang Daochun came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly bowed to the other party, a salute of ninety degrees, the degree of respect, just like a student facing a teacher.

But among the people present, none of them felt that Wang Daochun's actions had passed, but took it for granted.

There is no one who learns to be a teacher, and the words of the square have conquered everyone present in an instant.

Fang Zheng hurriedly got out of the way, not daring to accept this etiquette, his words were given by the system, but Wang Daochun, these real calligraphers, it was the result of hard practice day and night, comprehension, and decades of sharpening a sword!

If anyone can carry the banner of Chinese calligraphy and spread calligraphy culture in the future, Founder will definitely not be among them, relying on these masters who are really willing to endure hardships and work hard.

Fang Zheng hurriedly returned the salute: "The donor is polite, the poor monk just wrote a few words." ”

Wang Daochun shook his head and said: "The master doesn't know, that topaz is not here to join in the fun at all, but to smash the field." Topaz's calligraphy skills have always been the same, and if he comes forward to compete with me today, if he wins, our exhibition will fail. If he loses, he can also challenge our referee for unfairness...... After a lot of fuss, we can close our doors for this tour. But the master made a move, and a few words made him retreat, which is a great favor for us. ”

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