Zhang Dong smiled indifferently, picked up the pen, looked at a bush of bamboo on the towering stone cliff outside the window for a few moments, and then began to wave a big brush, drawing the stone cliff and a clump of bamboo at an incredibly fast speed, and then inscribed a poem in the blank: "Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks." Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. ”

The green bamboo is alive and water on the screen, and it seems that you can hear the wind, hear the rain, seem to be able to smell the fragrance of bamboo, and seem to be able to feel the indomitable spirit.

And this poem contains a strong philosophy, which is many times better than Wu Weiye's poem stacked with beautiful rhetoric.

The font is also a line of calligraphy, in line with nature, containing the mysteries of heaven and earth, every stroke is elegant and beautiful, it is really unprecedented and unprecedented, Wu Weiye's words and its strokes, than a three-year-old child is not as good.

As soon as Zhang Dong finished writing, he saw that the heavens and the earth were shining, and many flowers transformed into the rules of beauty and heaven appeared out of thin air, exuding a strong fragrance, scrambling to integrate into the picture.

Wu Weiye and Bian Yujing were dumbfounded, suspecting that something was wrong with their eyes, they wiped their eyes and wiped them, and then looked at them, there were really countless flowers integrated into the picture, but once they were integrated, they were gone, as if illusory.

"God, the sky is falling? The legend of the peerless writer who made the best article will have the phenomenon of skyrocketing, I thought it was a false rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true? Wu Weiye saw extraordinary knowledge in the end, his face was shocked, he knelt down with a puff, and admired it for a long time with great respect and piety, but he couldn't appreciate it enough, and he couldn't sober up.

This is really unexpected by Zhang Dong, I didn't expect that this guy didn't retreat in shame, but he knelt down here, is this the legendary worship?

Of course Bian Yujing didn't bow down, she just looked at it with obsessive burning eyes, in addition to the shock on her pretty face, she was shocked, and there were monstrous waves in her heart, it turned out that this young man was telling the truth, the real talent didn't show up, all the people who showed up were half a bucket of water, although the reputation was very loud, but there was not much foresight, and it was a joke that he thought Wu Weiye was the number one talent today.

After admiring such a peerless work, she didn't know how long she came to her senses and cast her burning gaze on Zhang Dong, but she saw that Zhang Dong was already sitting on a stool, drinking by himself, and there was no arrogance on his face, as if such a work was nothing remarkable to him.

She walked over with a strong fragrance, and said excitedly: "Gongzi Zhang, please forgive Yujing for not knowing Taishan and neglecting Gongzi." ”

Zhang Dong smiled slightly and said, "Miss Yujing, why have you ever treated me slowly?" On the contrary, I want to see the girl, use gold to open the way, and make the bustard mother smile, but make the girl embarrassed, please forgive me. ”

Somehow, hearing these words in Bian Yujing's ears, it was extremely comfortable, and his pretty face even rose with gorgeous red clouds, and his beautiful eyes were rippling with autumn waves, and he said with a smile: "Childe, Yujing is really fortunate to be able to know you, how can I blame you?" ”

Zhang Dong was secretly happy in his heart, and showed his hand, the beauty's attitude towards him was different.

So he used his clever pickling skills and talked to the beauty affectionately.

The more the two invested, the more speculative they became, the more they talked, the more excited they became, and they sat closer and closer, if it weren't for Wu Weiye still in the room, it is estimated that the two would make more intimate movements.

Finally, Wu Weiye woke up from the lost situation, respectfully worshiped three times, then picked up Zhang Dong's work, came to Zhang Dong, looked at Zhang Dong with adoring eyes, and said with admiration: "Zhang Gongzi, it turns out that you are the real number one talent in the world, and the so-called genius like me really needs to be described as stupid." ”

Without waiting for Zhang Dong to answer, he asked expectantly: "Zhang Gongzi, are you willing to sell this peerless calligraphy and painting?" I am willing to buy it for 50,000 taels of silver, so that I can observe and worship every day, and my knowledge will surely grow greatly. ”

"Fifty thousand taels of silver?"

The little girl who was waiting on the side trembled and almost dropped the teapot in her hand.

Even Bian Yujing's delicate body trembled, shock and shock appeared on her pretty face, and her beautiful eyes shone with colorful light.

"I'm not short of money, I'm really sorry that such a painting can't be passed on."

Zhang Dong grabbed the painting and tore it to pieces after three strokes and five divisions.

"Ah......h

Bian Yujing and Wu Weiye quickly went to grab it, but unfortunately it was all fragments, and the two of them looked sorry and puzzled, this is a peerless treasure, how can it be destroyed? ”

"Why?" Bian Yujing asked angrily.

"Why? Why exactly? Wu Weiye also asked angrily.

"Because I'm not very happy with this work." Zhang Dong said indifferently.

"It's all out of the blue, still not satisfied?"

The two looked at Zhang Dong like monsters, looking incredulous.

"Actually, I can draw better, I can write better, in the future, I will draw for you, write for you."

Zhang Dong looked at Bian Yujing and said meaningfully.

Bian Yujing's pretty face turned red inexplicably, and he hummed in a voice as low as a mosquito.

Zhang Dong was greatly excited, and said to Wu Weiye, who was stunned on the spot: "Wu Gongzi, please take care of yourself, I want to invite Miss Yujing to visit Xizi Lake." ”

Wu Weiye's face changed slightly, he looked at Zhang Dong with strange eyes, and then at Bian Yujing, who was looking at Zhang Dong with affection, his heart was so painful that he almost cracked, but he still smiled reluctantly and said, "Miss Yujing, bless you......"

"Thank you......"

Bian Yujing was so ashamed that his ears were red.

After Wu Weiye said goodbye painfully and left, a bright smile appeared on Zhang Dong's face, and he invited Bian Yujing to go out to play.

Bian Yujing said apologetically: "Zhang Gongzi, Yujing is a little unwell today, so I won't go, can I do it the day after tomorrow?" ”

"Menstrual is coming?" Zhang Dong asked in surprise.

"Hmm."

Bian Yujing was so ashamed that he lowered his head, and his voice was lower than that of a mosquito.

Zhang Dong sat down again, smiled and said, "Then the day after tomorrow, but what are we going to do today?" ”

Bian Yujing blew like an orchid and said, "Didn't you want to write me a song just now?" ”

Now she already knows that Zhang Dong is a great talent far beyond Wu Weiye, he can paint and write poems, and the songs he writes must be ancient and modern, and they must be beautiful and moving. How could she not be excited, how could she not be looking forward to it?

Zhang Dong cast his intoxicated gaze on the face of the beautiful woman and said: "Yujing, you sing very well, your voice is very beautiful, I am worried that I wrote this song for you, after you sang it, you fascinated me, so what should I do if I want to listen to it every day?" ”

Bian Yujing naturally heard the affection and love in Zhang Dong's words, as well as a trap in these words, she was also ashamed and happy, and said coquettishly: "Zhang Gongzi, are you praising me or yourself?" ”

"What a clever beauty." Zhang Dong secretly praised in his heart and said seriously: "Of course I'm praising you, how can I praise myself?" ”

"How do I feel like you're complimenting yourself?" After Bian Yujingjiao finished smiling, she hugged Zhang Dong's arm and shook it gently: "Come on, compose the lyrics and songs." ”

Tong Guò's arm felt the softness and elasticity of her crisp breasts, and Zhang Dong was instantly intoxicated, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes shot a scorching light......

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