After Lin Wan'er said the content of Biwen's recruitment, the stage was dumbfounded, and the audience was in an uproar, Lin everyone's thinking mode is really antelope hanging horns, seven up and eight down, especially the first and second articles, it is completely lawless and lawless, and after a long time, Lin everyone is the one who wants to be famous and do everything!

Standing on the stage, Lin Wan'er put her hands staggered in front of her, her eyes were looking straight ahead, and she looked at everyone who came to watch, this girl's willfulness and arrogance are just the tip of the iceberg, if they are fully displayed, they will scare you to death.

"What? No heroes dare to come up and accept the challenge? Lin Wan'er raised her eyebrows, quite proud, as if she was talking face-to-face with someone in Shangjing.

"I'm coming!" A thunderclap exploded, and a bearded man with open breasts stood up.

Drink! This big man looks extraordinary, his arms can catch up with Lin Wan'er's thick waist, his face is rough, his eyebrows are small, he has a shirt on his body, and the wisps of body hair fluttering in the wind show his masculine atmosphere, his onion-like nose and small eyes, a natural cuteness lies on the eyebrows, and three points of comedy hang on the corners of his mouth.

The big man who had already stretched out his chest and exposed his breasts stretched out his sleeves, which was even more exposed, and he stepped onto the stage after three kicks and shouted: "Where is this turtle drawn?!" ”

Lin Renzhong beckoned, two small guys carried a table to the stage, the pen and ink on the stage have one by one, the pen and ink are the best pen and ink, the paper is also the best paper, in order to facilitate the audience to watch, the paper is erected vertically.

The big man reached out and scratched his head, and walked over to the desk. He hadn't held a pen for half his life, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he gritted his teeth ruthlessly, and his big hand was as big as a fan. Holding the brush is more strenuous than holding a knife.

Clumsily dipped in ink, the big man held his breath and carefully poked towards the paper, the tip of the pen touched the paper, only to hear a tearing sound, and the good paper was directly punctured.

Dahan was nervous. Busy withdrawing the brush, I often exhale and poke again. Break again.

Lin Wan'er was amazed, and she was amazed, how much strength could it take to create such a miracle, and the turtle was not painted well. Dahan was already sweating.

Lin Wan'er walked to the other side. Through the big holes of the broken candles in the wind years, he glanced at the big man, sighed, and shook his head.

There were bursts of boos from the audience, and some people had already mocked loudly: "There is no golden diamond, don't take this porcelain job, it's embarrassing to lose grandma's house!" ”

Dahan is a good-looking person, where can he stand such ridicule. What's more, my grandmother and you have no grudges, why did the city gate catch fire. When it comes to the fish pond, there is no sense of public morality at all.

Punching at Lin Wan'er, the big man dropped the brush, turned around and jumped off the high platform, and punched the mocking man in the face, the two scuffled together like a reef in the sea, and the audience suddenly became a mess.

The surrounding crowd naturally got out of the way, hey, I thought it would take a while to get lively, but I didn't expect it to be so hot at the beginning, happiness, it came a little suddenly!

The applause, the noise, and the applause were all added together.

Comrade Wang Qinian, the Lord of Zhizhou, stood up at the right time, ordered the officers and men on the left and right to pull the two apart, and emphasized the issue of discipline and order.

Lin Renzhong saw that Lord Zhizhou had omitted 10,000 words again, and was busy standing on the stage first: "Okay, let's invite another challenger!" ”

There was silence in the audience, and everyone looked left and right to see which hero was next.

"Cough cough cough", accompanied by a coughing sound, an old man with a long shirt in one hand, trembling and towering walked up to the stage, this old man is not ordinary, but the famous old Xiucai in Lanzhou, from the time of the former dynasty to the horse master began to take the test to gain fame, until the eighth year of the Great Wei Xiangfu, there are two dynasties in between, countless bitter blood and tears.

Lao Xiucai got on the stage, stood still, tucked his abdomen, lifted his buttocks, sank his dantian, and opened his mouth. This series of movements was dismembered and dismembered, as if someone had been choked by the throat.

Everyone thought that this old show was so **** that he wanted to speak, and they all pricked up their ears to listen.

Lao Xiucai took a long breath: "I'm tired and old." ”

"Holy!" The audience burst into dirty mouths in unison, and the feelings were already too tired to climb a few steps.

Lin Wan'er also couldn't cry or laugh, and asked, "How long does the old gentleman live?" ”

Lao Xiucai pointed to his ears, shook his head, and replied in a loud voice: "People are old, their ears are not good, and they don't hear clearly, so please trouble Miss Wan'er to say it again." ”

Everyone in the audience laughed, an absolute living treasure, there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, this is true.

Lin Wan'er shook her head, and also opened her throat and said, "Old gentleman, let's draw the turtle first!" ”

"Good, good, good!" Lao Xiucai trembled and walked to the desk, his hands trembled, rolled up his sleeves, and reached out to touch the brush, but he didn't touch it for a long time, so he could only stare at the table with wide eyes, and there were words in his mouth: "Where is the brush?" Where? ”

The audience couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed again, and the old gentleman's eyes didn't seem to be very good.

Lin Wan'er picked up the brush, stuffed it into Lao Xiucai's hand, and stretched out her hand and pointed to the paper: "Old man, the paper is there." ”

"Oh, thank you, Miss Wan'er." Lao Xiucai held the brush in one hand, held his sleeve in the other, walked to the front of the paper, and suddenly put down the pen, the speed was extremely fast, one stroke fell across the entire paper, and then one stroke fell, criss-crossed, after a few strokes.

The audience was noisy again: "Looking at the pen is quite imposing and charming, but it is a ghost painting, messy, the old man is deaf and dazzled, but he is here to join in the fun." ”

After Lao Xiucai finished painting, he walked straight to the desk, put down the brush, picked up the ink, and didn't look at the direction of the paper. Lao Xiucai stroked his beard with one hand, nodded, and said, "Trouble Miss Wan'er to order someone to turn the paper upside down." ”

When the audience heard this, they twisted their heads, gasped for a while, and drank, this old Xiucai not only painted the turtle but also painted it upside down, and finally splashed the ink, the ghost axe, the turtle on the picture is not how similar, but it already has a charm, which is extremely expressive.

Suddenly, the audience applauded thunderously and applauded loudly.

Lin Wan'er couldn't help but raise her big mother's fingers, Lao Xiucai's hand would definitely be able to get full applause, if it was in the previous world, he would definitely be able to become a master-level figure with this hand, why should he be so unwilling.

Lao Xiucai was also very proud, shaking his head, and his two eyebrows had jumped into the sky. (To be continued.) )