Many people don't know Su Cao, but they are full of affection for this outspoken young man. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiro Muraki couldn't say a word when he was choked, and said in a strange manner: "So, Mr. can also calligraphy?" It's better to write a little bit to let everyone see. ”

It seems to be a very ordinary invitation, but in fact, Jiro Muraki has preserved the evil intentions.

This time, he took the initiative to ask to participate in the historical and cultural exchange conference, just to make himself famous in Huaxia, so that his new works could be listed in Huaxia in the future and make a name for himself.

Before coming, he made a very detailed investigation of the Tianjin History and Culture Research Association.

After careful consideration, he chose calligraphy as a breakthrough, and he was confident in this.

I believe that in the entire historical and cultural research association, no one is its opponent at all.

When the time comes, his reputation will instantly resound throughout the Beijing-Tianjin area.

Before the book launch in a few days, he will ask people to quietly reveal this matter, and maybe his book will be sold in Huaxia Guoda!

Whoever thinks about it sees that he is about to succeed.

But suddenly out of nowhere, a young man of the same age as himself came out.

This made him unconsciously feel a little uneasy in his heart, and even remembered the words that the teacher often said when he was learning Huaxia.

Chinese masters in the folk!

Su Cao is not a good bird, since the other party dares to call the number, of course he will accompany him to the end, not to mention that the other party is still an island country.

He would beat each other, and he didn't even know his own mother.

"Okay, my brushes are usually brushing pots and washing dishes, and I really haven't written calligraphy, why don't I try it?"

There was a pair of inquiries on his lips, but Su Cao had already stepped onto the stage in great strides.

Xie Lao even whispered a few words to him behind him, but he didn't hear it at all.

Xie Lao couldn't help but worry for a while, if he talked about some historical issues, he believed that Su Cao could handle it completely.

But now it's calligraphy.

That thing can't even enter the house without decades of immersion.

Jiro Muraki looks very ordinary, and Xie Lao can be sure that the other party has been practicing calligraphy since at least a few years old, and he has been guided by a famous teacher to get to where he is today.

But Su Cao doesn't know anything, isn't he making a fool of himself for no reason when he goes to power.

Tian Zhenhai watched Su Cao come to power, and he was also worried.

After going back yesterday, he specially asked people to check Su Caodao's information, and knew that the other party was not Xie Lao's student at all, but a radio host, and he had just gone through the resignation procedures.

may be in the essay on the past and the present, and met Xie Lao by chance, and followed the latter to open his eyes.

The other people and the audience didn't know this, and when they saw someone on stage to teach the islanders, they immediately applauded.

"Well done!"

"Brother, come on!"

"Write well, as long as you can beat him! I bought this piece anyway! ”

Su Cao smiled and waved his hand at the stage, and turned his head to look at Jiro Muraki, "It's okay to use your paper and pen, right?" I'm afraid that you won't admit it if you lose, so I don't say that my paper and pen are better than yours! ”

Jiro Muraki slandered, this product is too lacking in morality, and he doesn't want to be sarcastic all the time, but he can't find a reason yet, so he can only give in in a reluctant voice.

"Yes, you can!" Jiro Muraki took a step to the left.

Su Cao walked to the table, picked up the brush and weighed it, and glanced at it by the way.

Heavy pen, it takes a lot of power.

Purple wolf, the hair is very soft, but the writing is very imposing.

After weighing it in his heart, Su Cao stared at the snow-white rice paper on the table and thought for a while.

Write something?

At this time, you must be at the right time!

There you have it, that's it!

Sure what he was going to write, Su Cao dipped his brush in ink, moved his wrist, and wrote stroke by stroke.

Time passed quickly, only about a minute or so.

But for all the Chinese people on the scene, it is indeed like a year.

Whether the young man in front of him can shut up the island nation Toriman Muraki Jiro is the most concerned thing in everyone's hearts.

Whew!

Su Cao finished writing a few big characters, looked at the rice paper and smiled, turned his head to Tian Zhenhai and said, "President Tian, please help me unfold this character." ”

Tian Zhenhai looked puzzled, stepped forward, glanced at a few big characters on the table, and was stunned!

Looking at Su Cao with an indifferent face, Tian Zhenhai's shocked look was unmistakable!

"Good!" Tian Zhenhai nodded and picked up the rice paper on the table, and deliberately stood with Jiro Murata's assistant.

On the rice paper, there are only eight big characters!

Yoro is arrogant!

Jumping clown!

Su Cao writes in block letters, which is slightly different from Muraki Jiro's line book.

Don't look at the block letters, students in the first few grades of elementary school can write decently.

Often the simplest things are the hardest.

The same goes for block letters!

If you want to learn to be simple, if you want to write really well, but it is as difficult as the sky!

And now the eight words written by Su Cao can only be described in one word!

Correct!

It looks like it has a shocking effect!

And this kind of calligraphy made many ordinary people also clear at a glance, and they applauded loudly!

Xie Lao was also taken aback, he knew that Su Cao loved history and literature, and seemed to know a lot, but it was the first time he had seen such calligraphy.

If you do a grade classification with three people.

Then Li Shibai is an elementary school student, Muraki Jiro is a high school student, and Su Cao is a college student.

A few people are not in the same class at all.

It seems that Su Cao looks like he is giggling and hanging, but the calligraphy written is full of righteousness.

makes people have to wonder, such a word was really written by Su Cao?

Jiro Muraki also felt a hot face as a person who had been practicing calligraphy since he was six years old.

Eyesight has been trained!

He can see Su Cao's words, which look very simple, but they should completely form a unique style, which makes people feel that he doesn't have it at all.

And generally people who can write such characters are probably already well-known calligraphers.

How could it be the young man in front of him!

Su Cao didn't care about that, and opened his mouth and said: "How about it, Mr. Muraki, look at it, I'm arrogant and arrogant, can the words "jumping clown" still be like your eyes?" ”

This sentence made the people in the audience laugh.

Where did this man come from? It's so bad!

Hitting people in the face can't do it without a sound!

Xie Lao also chuckled and shook his head, and he couldn't laugh or cry at Su Cao's temperament.

"You cheat, you must have practiced this character many times, and you specially took it out to compete with me today!" Jiro Muraki forced himself to find a reason.

Su Cao sneered, "Go-you-grandma-grandma-, why don't you go back and copy." Then write one that looks exactly like me and show it to me. ”

"Don't think that your small island country has some anime culture, with a few novels sought after by foreigners, you are amazing, what are you, Huaxia pays attention to Taoguang and obscurity, understand? I don't want to fight with you, I really stuck a green onion in my nose and put an elephant on it, do you have that weight?! ”