Jiang Songyun continued: "Ouyang Huaya's words are like a strong wind and grass, majestic, and when he writes, he has a wind-like artistic conception, and he also has the demeanor of a master. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info So I think that this time the game, a draw!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar again!

The people present are not fools, the laymen are the villagers, but the people of the Calligraphy Association are not laymen! The characters of Fangzheng and Ouyang Fenghua can be seen by comparison, and the words of the obvious square are better!

But look at Ouyang Huazai, everyone understands, this is Jiang Songyun saving face for Ouyang Huazai, otherwise this time Ouyang Huazai lost to a little-known little monk, and his face would be lost.

But Wu Changxi stopped doing it: "Jiang Songyun, where did you get the face to say this? Ouyang Huazai, are you embarrassed to say that it is a draw?"

Jiang Songyun frowned and said, "Wu Changxi, what else do you want to do? Don't you just want to be famous? and you are still not satisfied with a draw with Ouyang Huaya?"

"I'm sorry for you!" Wu Changxi said.

Jiang Songyun's old face was pale, and he was about to get angry.

But I heard Ouyang Fenghua say: "Dad, your words are really not as good as the little monk's?"

Ouyang Huazai looked at Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng smiled slightly, folded his hands and said, "Amitabha." ”

"This is a true master, and my words are not as good as his. After speaking, Ouyang Huaya's always tense face suddenly melted, and said: "I have always been pretentious, and today I know that I am just a frog at the bottom of the well! I have never seen the master's font, but I have only seen the artistic conception in this word in the hands of the older generation of masters." Master, I apologize to you for my previous rudeness, and I will publish a separate Weibo post after I go back to formally apologize to you. ”

Ouyang Fenghua said in astonishment: "Oh my God, Dad, you actually lost?" and then looked at Fang Zheng and said incredulously: "Little ...... Master, did you start practicing calligraphy from your mother's womb? Also, didn't you say that you don't know calligraphy? Didn't you say that you couldn't use a brush? You lied to me about your feelings! Didn't you say that monks can't lie?"

Fang Zheng smiled helplessly: "Donor, the poor monk is indeed the first time to use a brush, as for the word? However, the poor monk has seen really good characters, and the difference between the poor monk's characters and those of the poor monk is 108,000 miles! In this case, how can the poor monk be embarrassed to say that he knows calligraphy?"

Ouyang Fenghua didn't speak, but Ouyang Huazai exclaimed, "Master has seen a better word?"

Fang Zheng nodded: "The monks don't speak. ”

Ouyang Huaya asked: "The character that the master has seen is the font written by the master, what is the name of this font, and can you have the pleasure of looking at that character below?"

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly in his heart, he didn't know where to look at it, how to take it out and show it to Ouyang Huaya?

So Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "This word is called the Dragon Buddha Document, which is a text created by my Buddha when he saw the dragon soaring into the sky. This word, the poor monk only has one side, and the donor is afraid that he will be disappointed. ”

Ouyang Fenghua asked in disbelief: "Little Master, how is this possible? Since you have seen that word, you should keep it, right? How can it be a one-sided relationship?"

"What little master, call master!" Ouyang Huaya reprimanded.

Ouyang Fenghua pouted and said, "It's obviously a little ...... Master......"

"The one who reaches is the first, how can you use age to judge the size?" Ouyang Huazai reprimanded with a straight face.

Ouyang Fenghua shouted unwillingly: "Master......"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and returned the salute. As for Ouyang Fenghua's question, he just shook his head and didn't say anything, he didn't want to lie, lest he be struck by lightning.

When Ouyang Huazai heard this, he looked disappointed, and saluted: "Since the master refuses to say, I won't force it." After speaking, he looked at Jiang Songyun, whose face was pale, and said with a wry smile: "What I just wanted to say is to sentence me to lose." But Brother Jiang ...... Ay. ”

After speaking, Ouyang Huaya took out a bank card and handed it to Jiang Songyun and said, "This is most of my savings, and one million is available." The password is 959542"

After speaking, Ouyang Huaya took Ouyang Fenghua and Cui Jin's hands and went down the mountain.

Ouyang Huazai is gone, and everyone knows that this farce is completely over.

Song Ergou said in a weird manner: "The main lord has admitted defeat, Old Man Jiang, you still don't admit it?"

Jiang Songyun snorted coldly, threw the bank card to Wu Changxi, and said, "You have won! This time you are satisfied! Can't you give others some leeway?"

After speaking, Jiang Songyun strode away.

As a result, when he went down the mountain, Jiang Songyun scolded directly: "Who TM deflated my car tires?!......"

When the other calligraphy associations saw this, they also dispersed. Especially the members of the Calligraphy Association in Songwu County, they couldn't stand the cold for a long time, and hurried down the mountain.

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"Master, are you lucky enough to learn this Dragon Buddha book?" At this time, Sun Yiying came to Fang Zheng and asked a little embarrassed.

"Hey, Senior Sun, it's too polite for you to say this, right? I don't know who helped Jiang Songyun to praise Ouyang Huazai there, and deliberately blew the black whistle. The fat man scoffed.

Sun Yiying's old face flushed, and he bowed to Fang Zheng and said, "It was indeed me who was wrong just now, and please don't be surprised." ”

Fang Zheng also saluted: "The old man is polite, the poor monk is still not good at learning, how can he teach people? But he said in his heart: The food on the mountain, eating alone is still a little nervous, if you come here again, won't you starve to death to the Sprinkle family? What's more, the Sprinkle family is holding grudges!

Sun Yiying reluctantly said goodbye and left, but she was a little unwilling in her heart.

These people have all gone down the mountain, and Wang Yougui, as the head of the village, naturally followed the mountain to take care of them, although these people are not good, but whether the village can be famous or not, you have to count on them.

The other villagers were impressed by each other, praised each other one after another, and then dispersed.

When these people dispersed, the fat man, the monkey, and Wu Changxi immediately came up and said with a smile: "Master, congratulations!"

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "A few donors, how happy is it? This competition, don't have it again in the future." ”

This is Fangzheng's heart, after these people came, the temple was noisy, and it was really tiring. Moreover, he is really not good at dealing with people, and when there are many people, he is a little confused.

Wu Changxi also rushed the ducks to the shelves this time, and he didn't greet Fang Zheng before and after, but when he saw that Fang Zheng didn't mean to be angry, he was relieved. I promise that in the future, there will never be a second time!

After speaking, Wu Changxi said, "Master, there is another bet in this competition, and we won a million bets. But the master is the main force, so we want to divide ......"