"Good word!"

Even the shopkeeper Yu, who didn't know how many times he had scolded shamelessly, couldn't help but praise after seeing the four words written by Yan Zhenxian.

Although this Yan Zhen's ancestors are not very virtuous, the words are really unusual, there are indeed several brushes, and they are steel brushes.

Even Huo Caiwei saw it, and her eyes showed approval.

Yan Zhenxian's four words were originally written by him under his domineering, and he was naturally extremely confident in the face of an ignorant teenager like Wang Bo, so these four words were also written with an aggressive momentum, which is really good. He looked at it, and he was also extremely satisfied, and when he saw everyone's expressions, it was even more difficult to hide a trace of smugness in his expressions.

Put down the pen and leave the bookcase.

"Offering ugliness, offering ugliness."

Yan Zhen first bowed his hands to a few people who praised him modestly, and then looked at Wang Bo, with a look of grandeur, and said: "Little guy, you don't have to write this word when I see it, and I don't care about the gambling contract." Let's go. If you can remember not to be arrogant or impatient in the future, it will be my merit today. ”

"President Yan really has a lot of adults."

"President Yan is really everyone's style."

The man with glasses and a few people around him immediately patted them one by one, flattering to the extreme.

When Huo Caiwei heard this, her slightly frowning brows also stretched.

And the shopkeeper Yu, who knew very well what kind of person President Yan was, scoffed at it.

When Wang Bo heard this, he couldn't help but be extremely amused.

"You still know what ugliness is."

Wang Bo said lightly, walked straight towards the bookcase, skipped the one that Yan Zhen used first, and casually took a Chinese calligraphy pen on the pen holder and licked the ink. With a wave of one hand, he swept the piece of paper that Yan Zhenxian had written on the bookcase directly to the ground, re-laid the paper, and started writing with a pen.

When everyone saw that the young man saw the four words written by President Yan, instead of running away, he sneered and walked to the bookcase and really wrote, and they couldn't help but be stunned, thinking to themselves, this young man really doesn't know the height of the sky.

But no matter what kind of psychology they have, everyone still looks at Wang Bo in unison, and they all want to see what kind of words he can write, not expecting, but with the mentality of watching the excitement and seeing how ugly the words are.

Yan Zhenxian was even more dumbfounded.

However, the moment Wang Bo put down his pen, everyone's mouths and pupils were uncontrollably dilated together.

Wang Bo's handwriting is neither fast nor slow, unlike Yan Zhenxian, who is smooth and smooth, but has more of a trace of calmness that should not appear at his age, which makes people can't help but have a thought in their hearts, as if at this time, even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him, this young man can not change his face, in a flash, the four words have jumped on the paper, making people feel like they have come naturally.

After reading the four words written by Wang Bo again, everyone's expressions changed.

Mu monkey and crown!

"Absolutely!"

The shopkeeper couldn't help but scream.

The people on the side were so unheard that they were still stunned.

Good word!

Undoubtedly, these four words are definitely good words.

Moreover, it is so good that they don't know where to start for a while.

Yes, these four words made them dare not comment on them for a while, and suddenly they couldn't find any words or words in their minds that could comment or praise these four words, and they could even say that they were not qualified to say anything with their vision.

But everyone knows one thing, that is, these four words and the four words written by Yan Zhenxian can be decided without comment!

It stands to reason that after calligraphy reaches a certain level, it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish between high and low regardless of fame, content, environment and other factors, and not all of the people here know calligraphy very well, but Wang Bo's four words make them very sure to surpass Yan Zhenxian, and it is far surpassed!

Yan Zhenxian's face was waxy at the moment, he knew very well the gap between himself and these four words, at this moment, he didn't dare to look at those four words again, those four words were like its meaning, every stroke and every stroke, as if he was ridiculing himself for being stupid and ignorant.

Looking at the sky and the height of the earth written by himself, I feel even more ironic!

He looked at Wang Bo, full of incredulity, and couldn't accept the fact that such a young man had such calligraphy attainments.

Huo Caiwei saw the four words written by Wang Bo, and her eyes were full of surprise.

"Shopkeeper, please help me pack the few things I just said."

Wang Bo pointed to the Yan Yan, Hui ink, and rice paper that he valued, and directly took the Shanlian Lake pen held by Shopkeeper Yu and put it in his bag.

There is spiritual material in this pen, and Wang Bo is bound to get it.

If it weren't for Yan Zhen's first proposal to test calligraphy and continue the stalemate, Wang Bo would probably grab it directly.

Don't say anything about the president of the calligraphy association, even if the king of heaven Lao Tzu comes, Wang Bo will never want to let it.

"Okay!"

When the shopkeeper heard Wang Bo's words, he didn't hesitate, and while he took down the things that Wang Bo asked for and asked the clerk to pack them, he carefully put away the paper on the bookcase where Wang Bo wrote four words, and with a smile on his face, he went to Wang Bo's side: "Mr. Xiao, the things you just bought have been given away by our store, I don't know if you can give this character to our store?" ”

This shopkeeper is a person who loves words very much, how can he let go of such four shocking words!

"It's okay to send you this word, as long as you don't care about the bad meaning of this word."

Wang Bo got this brush with spiritual substances, and he was in a good mood, so he didn't care at all, and said, "However, the amount of things I buy should be calculated according to the quantity." ”

Even the gambling contract that was made under the anger of Fang Cai was no longer mentioned, and the pen was in hand, how could he take it to heart with this tens of thousands of yuan, let alone find a car to empty this store with this Yan Chang.

"How's that going to work?"

How did the shopkeeper Yu respond, and hurriedly said: "In this case, this pen must be given to Mr. Xiao anyway, and let's settle the account for other things." ”

After that, regardless of whether Wang Bo agreed or not, he turned around and went back to take the computer and did the math, but he didn't know what kind of discount he made, and finally only quoted a price of 10,000 yuan.

Wang Bo knew that the inkstone was worth more than 8,000, and the price of Hui ink and rice paper was not cheap, but he didn't bother much on this issue, took out a stack of money from his bag and gave it to Shopkeeper Yu, picked up the bag that had been packed and walked towards the door.

During this process, Yan Zhenxian and the others did not make any moves or say anything.

Seeing that Wang Bo was leaving, Yan Zhenxian seemed to wake up and blocked Wang Bo sideways.

Seeing this, Wang Bo frowned slightly: "What, can't you tell the good from the bad?" ”

The corners of Yan Zhenxian's mouth twitched, and he almost suffocated him directly in one breath, his face was purple, he coughed a few times, and his face was extremely ugly and arched his hand at Wang Bo, and he obeyed the title of the shopkeeper Yu, and said: "Dare to ask Mr. Xiao's name, so that Yan someone knows who he lost to." ”

No matter how thick-skinned Yan Zhenxian is, in the face of Wang Bo's four words, he can't afford to be unconvinced.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper Yu over there couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Do you know that you lost at this time, where did you die just now?

You should have come forward earlier and said that you had lost, and then fulfilled the bet and paid the money!

When the little gentleman has paid the money, you will stand up!

Sure enough, it was cut to the bone!

Lao Tzu is not uncommon to talk about you!

But that's fine, you don't have the face to ask for that word!

"No comment."

Although Wang Bo didn't care about what happened just now, he really didn't have a good impression of this Yan Zhenxian, and walked straight to the door.

Yan Zhen retreated first, clenched his fists, a great shame in life, nothing more than taking it for himself!

"Little sir, please stay."

At this time, the graceful Huo Caiwei opened his mouth and called Wang Bo, stepped on high heels and walked over quickly, with a smile on his face, and said: "Don't misunderstand Mr. Xiao, I don't have any other intentions, I just really like Mr. Xiao's words, I don't know if Mr. Xiao can help me write a pair of words, I am willing to give away a brush that is 100 times stronger than the Shanlian Lake pen just now." ”

"You misunderstood, I don't sell words."

Wang Bo has no interest in any brush that is a hundred times stronger, even if it is a thousand times stronger, and there is no spiritual substance, it is useless for him.

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