In addition, what Fang Zheng did was above board, and he was not afraid of being seen, and he was calm in his heart, Jing Yan naturally couldn't see anything. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Jing Yan can only add in her heart: "Although the age is young, the deception is profound!"

If Fang Zheng knew that Jing Yan thought so, he would probably vomit blood three times, and he would have been wronged.

Wu Changxi hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master, that, you watch this competition." ”

Fang Zheng shook his head decisively and said: "Donor, Buddhism is a quiet place, and the matter of the competition should be mentioned again." If you burn incense and worship the Buddha, please inside, if it's okay, everyone is free. After saying that, Fang Zheng was going back.

"Master, don't leave yet. This matter is related to human life!" Wu Changxi saw that Fang was determined not to compete, and shouted with an idea.

Fang Zheng frowned and said, "How do you say this?"

Wu Chang was overjoyed to see that there was a play, and immediately said, "Master, here's the thing. The last time I came here, I was fortunate to see the master writing on the snow, and the words were very beautiful and quite popular, so I took a photo and wanted to share it with everyone. It's a good thing, and everyone can enjoy it together, right?"

Fang Zheng thought about it, this is also a good thing, there is nothing to say, nod.

Wu Changxi continued: "Here comes the problem, some people don't believe it! Say that the photos I took are fake, and your writing on the snow is also fake, everything is fake! I, Wu Changxi, am a journalist, and I have been in this business for 20 years. A good reputation of more than 20 years can't be ruined like this, I don't accept it, so I go to the door to theorize. As a result, people even scolded me for taking you as a liar! The master can tolerate this, but I can't bear it!

I am a journalist, if I lose my credibility, what will I have left? If I can't prove my innocence today, will I still have the face to live? I will find a place to die today!"

Fang Zheng looked at Wu Changxi, and Wu Changxi looked at Fang Zheng angrily.

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and said, "The donor's words make sense, but not to the point of death. ”

Fang Zheng could see anyone's calamity in the next three days, and if Wu Changxi really wanted to die immediately, it was impossible for Fang Zheng not to see it. Since there is no vision, it means that this guy is just saying two bitter words to deceive Fangzheng. Fang Zheng didn't like to be deceived, or taken advantage of, so he turned around and left.

"Master, Master...... Don't go! It's really a matter of human life, I gambled a million in it, if I lose, where will I have the money to lose! When the time comes, I will be a ruined family! You can't see death and not save it!" Wu Changxi rushed up, hugged Fang Zheng's thigh, and shouted in a stalk.

Fang Zheng is also helpless, this early in the morning, first a few inexplicable reporters came, and then such a scoundrel splashed skin, which still makes people feel at ease to live a clean life? Also, so many people, keep begging and begging, not even a stick of incense, you are embarrassed to shout?

Although Fang Zheng was unhappy, Wu Changxi's words were still a little touching, one million! How much is one million? Fang Zheng pinched his fingers and counted it, and found that it was not enough! So much money, they actually used it to gamble? What a bunch of bastards...... You donate a lot of money, don't you see that the abbot is poor and can only eat up rice every day, and he doesn't even have a pickle?

"Amitabha, donor, you better let go. The poor monk really can't participate in this so-called competition, this competition is meaningless, why do you bother?" Fang Zheng still shook his head and refused.

"Little monk, who said this game is meaningless?" At this moment, Jing Yan stepped forward and shouted.

Fang Zheng asked rhetorically: "May I ask the donor, what is the significance?"

"The significance is great, now that Chinese culture is declining, foreign culture is invading like a wolf and a tiger. Look at our children, they all use pencils, ballpoint pens, and pens, but some people use brushes? Look at our classrooms, Chinese is not as important as foreign languages! Look at our children's names, there are more and more foreign names, open and close their mouths, and add two sentences of English to each sentence, which is different and superior. In such a sick society, the root cause is that the local culture is not properly promoted, the local culture is lost, and the children lose themselves and are attracted to foreign culture. Today, this seems to be a personal battle between Wu Changxi and Ouyang Huazai, but in fact, it is a great opportunity for cultural publicity!

As long as we hype up this matter, we can take out the characters of the two people to make a fuss, guide public opinion, and pay attention to Chinese calligraphy. Isn't that the point?

Moreover, Wu Changxi is indeed an old reporter, and if a reporter has lost his reputation, what else is there?

In addition, I want to remind you that Ouyang Huazai suspected that your calligraphy was fake, and Wu Changxi ran around for you, just to correct your name, but Ouyang Huazai used means to make him lose his job! Now he says that he is a reporter, but in fact he is nothing for a long time!

For such a person, to participate in a competition, for yourself, for Wu Changxi, for the national culture, shouldn't it be meaningful?" Jing Yan said in a sonorous voice like pouring beans.

Fang Zheng was actually speechless, he didn't finish high school, where did he talk about eloquence, Jing Yan, a high-achieving student? Not to mention that people are still reporters, they just eat the bowl of rice of words! The point is that women always seem to be more fierce than men when arguing. All the factors add up, and Founder is almost a white flag.

But Fang Zheng is also wronged, who doesn't want to do the business of making a reputation? But the system won't let it! He has the heart and is powerless! Who can he talk to about his grievances?

Fang Zheng sighed and said: "Amitabha, what the donor said is true, but it is really not good to compete in the temple. A few, let's disperse. ”

"You little monk, why are you so stubborn? The monastery can't be compared, can't we compare with going down the mountain?" Chen Jing shouted.

It's okay not to mention this stubble, but when you mention this stubble, Fangzheng is even more popular! Go down the mountain? He also wants to go down the mountain!

So Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "There is only one poor monk in this temple, how can I go down the mountain......?

"There is no need to go down the mountain! Master, the temple is not suitable for competitions, we can compare in the open space outside the temple! The top of the mountain is so big, far away from the temple, isn't it over if you don't make noise to the gods and Buddhas?" Wu Changxi slapped his head and shouted.

Fang Zheng was stunned, yes! There is no comparison in the temple, but it is okay to go out!

So Fang Zheng asked: "System, it's no problem to go out, right?"

"Ding! Yes. ”

Fang Zheng was immediately overjoyed, so he nodded and said, "That's it, you have already talked about this, and the poor monk can only agree." However, the words of the poor monk are ordinary, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, if you lose or the words are too ugly, please don't laugh at them. ”

Fang Zheng is not stupid, whether his words are good or not, to be honest, he really lacks the level of appreciation. Since Ouyang Huazai is a master of calligraphy, he must be exquisite. Fang Zheng didn't want to be full of words, and when the time came, he would be slapped in the face, it would not be famous, it would be a shame.