"Are you two ready?" Jiang Songyun asked. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ouyang Huaya didn't even look at Fang Zheng, raised his head and said, "No problem." ”

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Amitabha." ”

In this case, the two are competing in calligraphy, so they naturally have to write the same words in order to distinguish the winner. In this way, how about the two of them write Su Shi's words "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia"?" Although Jiang Songyun asked, he actually didn't give Fang Zheng a chance to answer, so he said: "Since the two of you don't make sense, let's start with the two!"

Seeing this, Fang Zheng was completely speechless, and he didn't even give him a chance to speak, this is too bullying, isn't it? When he was in school, he had indeed read it, and he was also shocked by the majestic poems, but he hadn't read a book for so many years, and he had long forgotten it. Now let him write? He doesn't even know what to write!

Looking at Ouyang Huaya again, when he heard this, his eyes obviously flashed, and he looked confident.

Ouyang Fenghua even showed a smile of absolute trust, but Cui Jin's brows furrowed slightly, obviously a little dissatisfied with this matter, but he didn't say anything.

Ouyang Huazai glanced at Fang Zheng, and sneered in his heart, if he wrote Buddhist scriptures, he was not very sure. Ouyang Huaya has absolute self-confidence! Who writes calligraphy has never written this word card? I am afraid that most people have written and practiced it, and if he has practiced a word card thousands of times, will he not be able to write well? Will he lose? Lose to a little-known little monk in the mountains? In his opinion, this is absolutely impossible!

Not to mention......

"It turned out to be "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia"? Hey, this time I can see it, I heard that Mr. Ouyang once won the provincial award with this word card, and even the national nomination. ”

"That is Mr. Ouyang's famous work, a blockbuster. It's hard to say better than anything else, but better than this, you will win!"

The members of the Calligraphy Association, who were familiar with Ouyang Huaya, quietly discussed, and their voices were very quiet, and they could only be heard by a few people in their vicinity.

Even the monkey, the fat man, and Wu Changxi didn't hear it.

However, Wu Changxi knew about this, and immediately jumped up and shouted: "I object! This is not fair! Using Ouyang Huaya's best word card to compare with Master Fangzheng is too bullying, right?"

Jiang Songyun snorted coldly and said, "Wu Changxi, you proposed the competition. The time and place are set by you, why, today the chairman of the board of directors set a poem for the competition, is it not good? As for fairness? There are countless people in the world, and there are also countless people who practice calligraphy, but this "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia" is a very common and commonly used word card for practice. If you can't even write this word, what else can you write well? I use a word that everyone has practiced for the competition, just to be fair. Otherwise, Fang Zheng is a monk and is good at writing scriptures, but Mr. Ouyang has never written or practiced, is this fair?"

Although Wu Changxi felt that what he said was wrong, he was speechless.

The members of the other calligraphy associations jumped up and responded to the meeting.

One is the calligrapher in the city, the fierce man in the circle, with strong energy, and the other is the president of the calligraphy association, who also has extraordinary influence in the circle, so they naturally want to take the opportunity to stammer.

The most important thing is that they don't recognize Fang Zheng, a person outside Fang Zheng, as a calligrapher! In their bones, they don't regard Fang Zheng as a calligrapher, and they don't think that Fang Zheng is a person in their circle.

One is in the circle, the other is outside the circle, familiar with relatives and distances, it is clear at a glance, naturally it is to help Ouyang Huaya speak!

Especially the members of the Calligraphy Association in Songwu County, they were extremely embarrassed by Fangzheng's closing the door and letting the wolf go, and they were angry, so they just took the opportunity to vent, and Hei Fangzheng took it.

With so many people opening their mouths at the same time, Wu Changxi didn't even have a chance to open his mouth, and he couldn't raise his head at all when he was pressed.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng was also helpless, he was not good at arguing in this area, and he was also abused when he opened his mouth to argue. Since you can't argue, just don't argue!

So Fang Zheng said: "Amitabha, Lord Wu, thank you for speaking up." However, the poor monk can't write, and he can't handle the words he writes, so it doesn't matter what he writes. ”

"Little monk, even if you are self-aware, don't dare to say anything else, this time, you will lose!" Ouyang Fenghua raised his swan neck and exclaimed with a smug face.

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

Jiang Songyun saw that Fang Zheng said this, and he was admitting defeat between the lines, and the smile on his face was a little more, and said: "Little monk, people are valuable in self-knowledge, it is not bad that you can think like this." It's a pity, you shouldn't have done such a thing in order to be famous, delay everyone's time, and everyone will talk about this game in the future, it's just a joke. ”

Jiang Songyun never thought that his words were really right, and when everyone talked about the calligraphy competition on Yizhi Mountain in the future, this competition would really become a joke! A big joke! It's just that the person who was laughed at in this joke was ......

"Little monk, I think you can admit defeat directly. ”

"That's right, if you know that you can't write, don't be reckless, admit defeat. ”

"I also don't think there's any need to go on. The momentum has already been lost, and there is no point in comparing again. ”

……

The crowd shouted.

Hearing this, Fang Zheng smiled slightly bitterly, he didn't know how much strength he had, anyway, compared to the real Dragon Buddha documents, his words were so bad that he couldn't read, whether he could win or not, he had no concept at all. And these are all people from the Calligraphy Association in front of them, and it is said that they have also seen photos of his calligraphy on the Internet, since they are so unoptimistic about themselves, most of them are not good-looking.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng really didn't think he could win, but he calculated well, no matter if he won or lost, Yizhi Temple would definitely be able to follow the news, at least let everyone know that there was such a place. As for fame, al......most?

"Okay, don't BB, it's a mule or a horse that comes out to slip away! One by one, before you start to compare, just talk endlessly, are you interesting? Also, those pants are half worn, aren't you cold? If it's not cold, then let's talk for another hour!" At this moment, the fat man couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted directly.

He didn't say that it was okay, he said this, those pants were torn, and suddenly he felt the cold wind swishing, and his legs were almost cold, so he quickly leaned closer to the fire, and at the same time, someone went out to find firewood. However, in this winter, it has just snowed, and it is not easy to find some good firewood. Fortunately, there is a lot of thatch on the mountain, and no one cuts it, so it is enough to sweep away the snow and get some dry thatch.

However, this is not a long-term solution, seeing that these people are about to freeze into dogs, Jiang Songyun stopped inking, got up and said: "Since both sides have no opinions, then I officially announce that the game begins!"