Write?

Do you need pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to write while playing basketball?

Do you want to pretend like this?

By the way, what do you write? Write a declaration of love?

Do you still think that if you swear an oath, the Meng family will let you in? Joke! A pinch of black jokes in the white flowers!

The crowd suddenly parted ways, and a middle-aged man with abundant aura walked towards this direction with steady steps. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The disciple sent by Meng Shouyu told Meng Rujing what happened here, and after he came over, he bowed his hand to Li Xuchun and Zhang Tairuo, and said without humility or arrogance:

"Teacher Li, Master Zhang, the two of you came from afar to attend my father's birthday banquet, and please take a seat."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Qiao Yu beside him, his nose fluttered, and he snorted.

Yesterday I talked about that, and today I still have the face, which is really shameless enough. If you don't look at your family background, you want to enter my Meng family, and when my Meng family is in tatters?

His eyes turned to Li Zhongnan and Daniel Zhang, thinking that while his daughter was here today, he would set her marriage, first, to appease her temperament, and second, to let this kid die that heart.

Zhang Tairuo put his hand behind his back and said with a shy stomach:

"No hurry! This kid said that my "Bright Moon Drunken Mountains" is unsightly, and he wants to study the four treasures again, probably because he wants to paint one by himself, and by the way, write the first famous poem, so that I, an old guy who is half-cut into the ground, will open his eyes! ”

Hoarse?

Does this kid want to draw and write poetry by himself?

The guests didn't think about this place at all, in their opinion, the two ink treasures of "Flying Snow" and "Bright Moon Drunken Rivers and Mountains" are the existence of high mountains. In the modern age, which is full of temptations and the number of scribes has been greatly reduced, it is difficult for people in the world to get close to this level. That's even more of a dream!

"And my song "Flying Snow", people don't see it." Li Xuchun said.

Zhang Tairuo and Li Xuchun, two old men with high status in the industry, directly threw Qiao Yu to the forefront one by one.

The two didn't want to meet him in general, but after repeatedly persuading each other to be indifferent, they couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Meng Rujing suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was even more annoying.

If it weren't for this kid's foolishness, the two elders would have been invited inside by now.

He turned his head slightly, glanced down at Qiao Yu and said:

"Okay, okay, don't be ashamed, since you're in, eat and leave. Now, go inside and wait. ”

Academician Wen Jin walked to Qiao Yu's side and said slowly: "Qiao Yu, go back first, today is Academician Meng's birthday banquet." ”

The extraneous remark is to say, know some current affairs, if you mess up the birthday banquet of Academician Meng, the matter between you and the little girl of the Meng family is even more impossible.

Qiao Yu knew her kindness and thanked her. He turned his head to look at Meng Shouyu and said, "Give me pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and I'll leave when I'm done, otherwise—"

He clasped his fingers together and said, "I'm still here!" ”

Qiao Yu's heart scolded, what a problem, why is it so difficult to write with a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone? It's really a headache to deal with the grinding literati, and Jiu Limeng's running away from home is really a wise decision.

Meng Shouyu looked at his brother Meng Rujing, saw that he had a cold face and didn't speak, and gritted his teeth and said to the disciple beside him: "Go and get a pair!" ”

Brushes, water, rice paper, and inkstones were quickly brought over.

Qiao Yu took out a piece of rice paper, spread it on the table and went to both sides without fully unfolding it, looked around, pointed at Meng Fanchen, and said, "You go and move a bigger table, just the Eight Immortals Table." ”

"You!" Meng Fanchen's eyes widened in anger.

"What am I? Hurry up and get it! If you don't take it, I'll rely on ......."

Qiao Yu glared at him, and before he finished his words, Meng Fanchen said, "I'll move!" ", called a family member over.

He didn't dare to waste time, he could get rid of this "madman" as soon as possible, what was this little hardship of being instructed to do coolies? The family will compensate themselves in the eyes of it!

A vermilion jujube wood table of eight immortals was lifted over, Qiao Yu unfolded the rice paper, pressed it with a paperweight, poured the water into the inkstone, looked at it twice, sighed and straightened up, looking left and right, as if looking for someone.

The people who were waiting to spray him were anxious to itch their teeth and tremble on the soles of their feet, what the hell, what's wrong?

Qiao Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, pointing at Wei Xue, who had already retreated to the crowd, and waved his hand and said loudly:

"Old classmate, come here, do me a favor!"

Everyone knew that he knew him, and Wei Xueming knew that Qiao Yu would not do anything good to him, so he had to stand up.

Guo Lei wanted to speak and stopped, thought for a while, and followed her.

Standing by her side at this time will definitely improve her favorability in her heart.

"What's the matter?"

Wei Xue pretended to be happy and asked.

Qiao Yu pointed to the inkstone and said, "Help me grind the ink!" ”

"Grinding ink? I, I won't! Wei Xue shook her head, she really wouldn't.

Guo Lei coughed and said, "Come on, I have learned calligraphy and understand this." ”

How could Qiao Yu agree, what kind of person Wei Xue is, how could he not understand, if he didn't take revenge on him twice, he wouldn't be the young immortal king who once dominated the entire Ten Realms!

"The boy's strength is too great, and the ink is not delicate enough. Wei Xue, let's come, this is very simple, you just have to grind in circles. ”

Wei Xue said: "I...... I'm a real ......."

Halfway through the words, a few young people said: "Don't hesitate, it's very simple, just turn the grind!" ”

They're still waiting to squirt, really, hesitating.

"That'...... All right. ”

She had to agree, pinched the ink strip and grinded it carefully, stopping several times in the middle, Qiao Yu said "continue" without looking at it.

One wrist was sore, and the other was changed, until the wrist was sore, and then I heard him say "you can stop".

After Wei Xue put it down, she rubbed her wrists, her heart was full of anger, thinking about how to teach him a lesson when she turned around.

Under the gaze of several people around, Qiao Yu rolled up his sleeves, finally pinched the brush, and put it into the inkstone.

Several disdainful snorts came from all around, they were all experts in the industry, just looking at Qiao Yu's movements of holding a pen, entering the inkstone, and dipping in ink, it was known that he was not an insider at all.

Qiao Yu snorted secretly, what do you know? Lao Tzu, this is the technique of the fairy world!

The pen fell on the rice paper, and the words flew out one by one.

Most of the people in front are young people, and the elders are heavy-minded, where they will be like to join in the fun with the young people.

He wrote here, and Mu Shujie read aloud over there.

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces"

Hearing this, several anxious people said: "Didn't you say that you look down on "Flying Snow"? I also copied it, and I have the ability to make up my own one! ”

As soon as their words fell, the second sentence came out.

"Five, six, seven, eight"

It's the same again.

Hearing this, many people began to go back, muttering: "I really thought he would pop out of some moth, it turned out to be a copy, it's not interesting." ”

The second sentence has just ended, and the third sentence has come again.

"Nine Pieces, Ten Pieces, Eleven Pieces"

Wow, it's still the same.

"I really thought he had some ink, hey, I would have hope for today's young people, I really thought too much......"

"It's just a farce, there's nothing to watch, go back and sit, Lao Yao."

Soon, most of the onlookers outside were gone.

In the fourth sentence, Qiao Yu pinched it for a long time, Mu Shujie was impatient, and was just about to speak, when he finally put the pen on the rice paper.

"Fly into the plum blossoms and never get tired of it"

What the?

Everyone was shocked,

The sentence "flying into the plum blossoms and not getting tired of it" flew into everyone's second middle school, like thunder on the ground!

The difference in one sentence is like a world of mud!