There is also a problem with rice paper!

Ximen Lang was even more shocked, and hurriedly reached out and touched the paper, and his face changed.

It was a little whiter again.

It's not like the paper of the contest!

At this moment, Ximen Lang's heart instantly became cold.

"What should I do?" His lips turned white, cold sweat broke out of Ximenlang's hands, and his heart was extremely heavy in an instant.

At this moment, he couldn't even scold, but he couldn't scold anymore.

Because in this case, what should be more thought about is the solution to the problem, and now, Ximenlang feels powerless and desperate for a while. It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and Xiao Keqing's painting calligraphy is indeed amazing, but in the case of poor ink and paper, I am afraid that this painting will be difficult to complete at all.

The sun rises? At this moment, Ximenlang felt like a dark night.

"What's wrong?"

"Something happened." Many people in the audience noticed this scene at this moment and couldn't help but be puzzled.

The hearts of all the people in the mountains and rivers couldn't help but shake again at the same time, and their heartbeats rose to their voices, staring at the front tightly. From Ximenlang's expression, they could see a very bad situation.

"The people of the Jun family were able to use their hands and feet on the paper and ink blocks of the competition." Jun Tieying's strength could easily hear the conversation between Ximen Lang and Xiao Yang, and his expression immediately sank.

"Despicable and shameless!" Ximenlang gritted his teeth, and suddenly hurriedly went to check the other papers.

"Bad, it's all bad paper." Ximen Lang's eyes widened and hatred surged, "Nearly a hundred spare competition papers, all of them have been dropped." ”

Xiao Yang held the ink pen in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then stained it with some ink, and the tip of the pen fell on the rice paper.

As soon as the ink touched the paper, the paper seemed to absorb ink, and the ink immediately spread out in the paper, turning into a large black and blurry patch.

Seeing this scene, Ximen Lang's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

How can you paint with such paper and ink?

It's just deliberately done.

"Three judges." Xiao Yang raised his eyes and spoke loudly to Shui Xiuzhu and the others, "I apply to replace the competition ink and rice paper. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was immediately a large uproar at the scene.

Don't understand.

What should be replaced?

"Hmph, that's a lot to ask for." Many of the representatives who participated in the competition couldn't help but pout their lips in disdain at this time.

At this time, the three judges had already sat back on the high platform of the judges' seat, and when they heard the sound, the three of them were stunned at the same time, half loud, Li Weiguo said in a deep voice, "There are enough ink blocks and rice paper prepared for the calligraphy and painting competition, and it is not within the rules to replace the paper during the competition." ”

"But our ink and rice paper are broken, it's not fair!" Ximen Lang couldn't help but speak loudly.

"Are you questioning our Calligraphy and Painting Alliance?" Li Weiguo's expression immediately sank.

"Ximenlang, don't say more." Xiao Yang directly waved his hand to stop Ximen Lang, who continued to want to speak, and glanced at the time, the remaining was only twenty minutes, "At this time, even if you ask them to change the paper and ink, you will waste a lot of time during the period!" What's more, we don't need to ask for help! ”

"But...... This ......" Ximen Lang frowned tightly, his fists clenched, full of unwillingness.

If Shanhe is defeated by such means, he will not be reconciled.

Xiao Yang raised his eyes and swept the three judges with a cold gaze.

The Jun family can hide from the sky and steal the day, it must be because they have bought off the people in the calligraphy and painting alliance. Most likely, it is one of the three judges in front of you. The request he had just made was just to try the tone of the three of them.

Now it seems that Li Weiguo is the most suspicious.

"Ximenlang, you can find me a basin of water." Xiao Yang commanded in a deep voice.

"A basin of water?" Ximen Lang was stunned.

"Go ahead." Xiao Yang nodded, "I'm useful." ”

On the high platform, Shui Xiuzhu looked down, his brows twisted slightly, "Could it be that there is really something wrong with their paper?" ”

"Brother Shui, you shouldn't believe their funny reason." Li Weiguo sneered disdainfully, "In my opinion, these people don't have any strength at all except for making a lot of noise and disrupting the order of the game. ”

Huang Changnian on the side frowned lightly and did not make a sound.

There were twenty minutes left in the game.

Shui Xiuzhu didn't speak again, but sighed lightly in his heart.

Although he felt that Xiao Yang was arrogant, he was by no means a person who talked nonsense, and he should have some strength. It's a pity that in this situation, even if he has the heart to help Xiao Yang, it will be too late.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Xiao Yangjing stood in front of the table, the long table used in the competition was nearly three meters long and about one meter five wide, and the paper was also of a corresponding size.

As for borrowing paper and ink from the opponent next to him, Xiao Yang didn't think about it, but, judging from their expressions when they looked at the jokes one by one, the chance of being willing to borrow paper to themselves was smaller. They can't wait to see the mountains and rivers eliminated immediately.

"Done."

At this time, Xu Lepeng of Yunfeng Painting and Calligraphy Company had already put down the pen in his hand.

Raising his eyes, his face showed a very confident smile.

First, it is already in his heart.

The time left in the competition is getting shorter and shorter, and there are company representatives who finish the competition one after another.

And Xiao Yang hasn't even started writing yet.

The crowd around became more and more agitated, and most of the eyes were focused on Xiao Yang's body.

"I haven't used my pen yet, is it really that there is something wrong with the ink and paper, and I admit defeat in disguise?"

"It's shady."

"It's been ten minutes at the end, and in ten minutes, will you still have time to make a painting and a calligraphy?"

"Hanging."

The news has returned to the ears of Jun Wulin of Xianglin Company, and he is even more smiling.

The mountains and rivers calligraphy and painting everyone were nervous, and at this time, Jun Tieying's eyes looked at Xiao Yang quietly.

She's not worried. Because she didn't see the slightest worry in Xiao Yang's eyes, on the contrary, she was confident.

As the end of the game approached, the confident look on his face became more and more intense.

"Let's go, let's go."

Ximen Lang, who left, finally came back, it was not so easy to bring in a basin of water from outside, Ximen Lang yelled in his throat almost hoarsely, and a few people from mountains and rivers in front helped open the way, and finally brought in a large bucket of water, panting and rushing into the ring of the game.

Bring water?

Everyone on the lookers was stunned, not understanding what the mountains and rivers were selling.

Now this is a painting and calligraphy competition.

"Water, here comes the water." Simon gasped and set the bucket aside.

Xiao Yang patted Ximen Lang's shoulder, and a stream of air rushed in, instantly calming his rapid breathing.

Ximen Lang glanced at Xiao Yang in surprise, and the admiration in his eyes became even stronger.

"Seven or eight minutes to go." Xiao Yang said, "Continue to grind the ink." ”

At this time, except for absolutely obeying Xiao Yang's orders, Ximen Lang had no other thoughts in his heart.

The matter has come to this point, except for a fight, there is no way back for mountains and rivers.

At this moment, the remaining nineteen companies have completed the painting and calligraphy, and everyone's eyes are on Xiao Yang.

"How many minutes did it take to start writing?"

"Are you still struggling with the worst of the worst?"

"What do you know, the painting and calligraphy of mountains and rivers is staged as a myth of counterattack." The person who said this was definitely a die-hard fan of Shanhe, but after he said this, he was immediately sneered at by countless people and laughed jokingly.

Xiao Yang dipped the ink pen in his hand, his eyes calmly swept the rice paper spread in front of him, and suddenly a stroke fell, like a dragon and snake flying, swiping quickly......

At this time, Ximen Lang was grinding the ink quickly, and he was anxiously frowning as he watched Xiao Yang's painting fall into the pen.

His expression became more and more gloomy.

Although Xiao Yang's pen is extremely fast, and each stroke is also very good, but there is a problem with the rice paper and ink, after the pen falls, the ink will quickly spread around, irregular, and suddenly become a dark mess.

After Xiao Yang's brushstrokes were finished, the picture scroll in front of him was a large blurry black.

It's not so much a painting as a scribble.

"You can't paint on ink like this!" Ximen Lang's heart was extremely low, and he clenched his teeth, "Not to mention writing." ”

However, Xiao Yang's expression remained unchanged at the moment, and his left hand quickly probed, took another roll of rice paper from the side, and raised his hand suddenly......

Call!

The new rice paper fell on what appeared to be a letter-pen graffiti painting.

Whoosh~~~

The ink pen in Xiao Yang's hand fell again, extremely fast, as if the pen was lightning, and the pen was incredibly fast.

Call!

Call!

Call!

The rice paper overlapped one after another, and each painting was pitch black, which could not be called a painting at all, but Xiao Yang seemed to ignore all this, the ink pen in his hand danced rapidly, and the rice paper below was not taken out, but just overlapped one by one.

"It's been three minutes since the last minute."

The surroundings became quieter and quieter, and the eyes of the audience were focused on Xiao Yang's body.

"He's already overlapped thirty-six pieces of rice paper, what the hell is it for?"

"In three minutes, he will paint again, have you forgotten that there is calligraphy?"

"He didn't want to abandon calligraphy and win directly with his paintings, it was impossible, and the two scores were half each."

"It's just grandstanding, this person doesn't have the slightest strength."

Call! Call! Call!

Stacked pieces of rice paper one by one.

The look on Xiao Yang's face became more and more relaxed, in contrast to Ximenlang's anxious and dignified expression, Ximenlang had been watching Xiao Yang's 'letter graffiti' all the time, how could such a painting win the competition.

As time passed, Ximenlang had lost all hope.

In his opinion, Xiao Keqing is probably just venting his dissatisfaction with this competition at the moment. It is a form of protest.

"Ninety-Seven ......"

"Ninety-eight!"

"Ninety-nine!"

"One hundred!! He used all the rice paper for the game, what the hell is this guy doing. It seems that it really conceded defeat. ”

Syllable!

After dancing like a dragon and snake on the rice paper at the back of the paper for a while, Xiao Yang snapped the ink pen in his hand violently.

Fell to the ground.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

"It's over!" The host's voice rang out.

"Done."

To everyone's surprise, Xiao Yang raised his eyes at this moment and nodded confidently.