Chapter 0265 - No Face to Compare ......

"Self-taught!"

"Alas, could it be that we old bones, already, alas......"

"Lao Zhou, no, you have to let this little brother introduce himself. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yes, Lao Zhou, you're not authentic like this."

"Such a talent, you actually hid it, but you can't do it."

Lin Feng's shot, everyone else wanted to know what kind of face was behind these sunglasses.

What is hateful is that Lao Zhou only said twice: "Qiao Lao should announce the results first." ”

“……”

There was really no one in Anbang this week, and the group lost their temper in an instant.

Old Man Qiao didn't want to say anything about him, and he didn't force others. He smiled and said in public: "Since this is the case, I will announce the results." In this first game, the winner was ......"

"Old Qiao, don't talk about it, we took the initiative to admit defeat."

"Hey, I'll throw in the towel."

"There's no comparison, and I'm not so thick-skinned to compete with a junior for the first place."

"Haha, I said Brother Zhong, who said that he wanted to get back to the field just now. If you want me to say that you are thick-skinned, you can't compare to others. ”

"Eh, I'm talking about Han Sifang, you old bones always make fun of me."

"Hahahaha......"

A group of people laughed.

The result is a foregone conclusion.

Jinghua University's first move is to win.

And Old Man Qiao, as a veteran of Jinghua University, also has a light on his face.

Old Man Qiao smiled: "Old Zhou, I can't say it here, I can find out when I return to school tomorrow." ”

Zhou Anbang smiled: "Hehe, I won't need you to check it tomorrow, I will tell you." It's just that on this occasion today, this kid is really not suitable to show up. ”

As soon as he said this, the others were even more curious.

Who the hell is this?

I can say it tomorrow, but today's "occasion" is not suitable for appearance, is it so mysterious?

Can't say a day earlier?

Don't you say that we will know all about it when we go to Jinghua University tomorrow and inquire about it?

But how did they know that Lin Feng was really not suitable to show up......

If he took off his glasses, it was estimated that there would be several people here, and they would be able to fight Lin Feng on the spot......

When Lin Feng scolded them before, he was damaging to his mouth!

After the first round of the first game, the second round begins.

It still has to be autumn as the theme, but this second time, I can't use poetry anymore, I have to use words!

At this time, many people unconsciously turned their eyes to Lin Feng's side at the opening.

From this slightly provocative gaze, Lin Feng could see that the meaning was obvious-you can do poetry, is it possible that your words are better than those of ancient Chinese?

As Master Chen's words fell, others began to write.

But Zhou Anbang picked up the pen and didn't write anymore.

He asked Lin Feng again: "How is it?" ”

"How's that?" Lin Feng pretended not to understand.

At this time, he really didn't want to be in the limelight. Although now he wears glasses, people don't recognize him. Later, he still has to go to Jinghua to teach classes!

Just ask casually, and specify who it is.

If the limelight is too strong today, and it turns out that he is a person who has not "dealt with" another day, then he may still make friends.

But the problem is that he is no one else......

After the other day people recognized it, they made people hate it - saying that this kid must have come to smash the field!

Lin Feng didn't care about these words, but he was brought by Zhou Anbang, and it was not appropriate to pat his ass when the time came, but if it affected Old Man Zhou, it would be a bit too much.

But he thought that if he didn't take this job, Zhou Anbang would let him go?

How can it be!

You don't write it, do you?

Okay, then I won't write either!

If you want to write, just write a heavy one, I don't believe that your kid will admit defeat!

Thinking about it, this old Zhou secretly glanced at the table on the right and began to copy it......

Sure enough, Master Chen was still "very cooperative"-

"Brother Zhou, what do you say...... It has also been used. ”

"Oh-" Zhou Anbang stretched his voice long, "Then I'll change the song." ”

As he spoke, he glanced to the left again and copied it.

"Brother Zhou, you ......" Master Chen is very responsible!

Zhou Anbang smiled secretly: "Oh, I'm so nervous, I can't remember it." Hi...... It's really old and useless. ”

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng's face turned green.

This old fox!

I said I want to leave you some way back, but if you don't want it, then I don't care......

"Old man Zhou, do you want me to try it?"

Zhou Anbang glanced at him and said, "Stinky boy, it's over if you don't say that a long time ago!" ”

“……”

A group of people around "brushed" and turned their eyes again.

This kid, shouldn't it be a good word!

These best poems have already been written, and he still has to create his own?

However, they are quite looking forward to it, looking forward to this kid having another original, then this competition will be even more interesting.

Master Chen is very responsible.

"Little brother, you can hurry. It's usually longer than a poem, and you'll only have two minutes. ”

"Thank you, Master Chen." Lin Fengle replied.

With the "lesson" from last time, Lin Feng simply said it directly this time, saving people a bad impression.

Two minutes, one word, you have to write quickly.

If you want to be the fastest, the best way to do it is to write cursive!

If you write cursive, of course, you can't write soft, it's best to write a bold feeling, so that they complement each other.

Thinking of this, he looked up again and was stunned for a few seconds.

The big guys are all wondering, is this kid really creating?

It's just too fast, isn't it?

But how did they know that this thing was peeking......

A few seconds later, Lin Feng began to be concerned about the ink again, and he stroked his pen quickly.

The speed of the pen is significantly faster than the last time, and the strength of the pen is even stronger.

Every line of words is connected by blood and rhyme!

Sometimes the lines are beautiful, strange and chic, sometimes ups and downs, magnificent!

"Cursive!"

Someone exclaimed.

"It's cursive!"

"Such an old-fashioned cursive writer, a genius, a genius!"

"Good calligraphy, good pen power!"

"This poem, too!"

"What a sentence, Qiangguan is full of frost!"

"People don't sleep, and the general's white hair is in tears. This sentence is especially desolate. ”

"Not only has the artistic conception of Shen Xiong's openness, but also has a desolate and tragic spirit. Wonderful! ”

"It's just this word, isn't it original?"

Lin Feng stopped his pen and raised his head, stunned.

When I looked up, I was greeted by a large basin......

Uh, big face plate.

When you look left and right, it's all faces!

Isn't it just copying other people's words, as for being watched like this?

In fact, Lin Feng didn't know, not only people who didn't write came to watch. What about the competition? Halfway through the writing of the words, I threw the pen directly!

I don't have the face to compare with such an amazing junior!

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September 26, 2016 23:03:11

(To be continued.) )