Zhang Fei was very obedient, but he still came up and prepared to use a brush to write.

And Zhang Ming also asked someone to move a table for him.

Zhang Ming took out a fountain pen from his arms.

Naturally, this fountain pen is also a monster fight.

Zhang Ming knows how to write with a brush and has practiced it deliberately, but he really doesn't have much level.

But his pen handwriting is very beautiful.

Zhang Ming used a fountain pen to write, and he wrote with one hand, which was very elegant.

On Zhang Fei's side, he didn't write, but painted.

He drew a pig's head, and he was supposed to kill pigs, and suddenly he wanted to draw a pig's head.

After Zhang Ming finished writing, Zhang Fei also finished drawing, threw the pen heroically, and picked up the paper.

Raised high, everyone was shocked.

Everyone was surprised not to say how ugly Zhang Fei's painting was, but that this paper can really be written, and the ink will not fall apart.

"It's a waste."

"It's too ugly."

"It's a waste of paper, and my heart aches."

"Holy, this painting is so ugly, a piece of paper is a complete waste."

Zhang Fei saw the shocked eyes of others before, thinking that he had drawn very well, and his face pulled down at this time.

He put the painting down, then looked at it himself and said, "The painting is good, I used to look at it every day, and I can't be wrong." ”

Zhang Fei painted a very similar picture, but his painting was a pig's head.

Zhang Ming also stood up, handed the paper to the high platform and said, "I wrote a poem below, and asked a few people to help evaluate it." ”

Everyone didn't see Zhang Ming holding a brush, but he took a small pen and wrote.

Can you really write on it?

"This Zhang Ming is from Wu Chang, and I don't know a few words."

"I also write poetry, I don't know what to say."

"Maybe it's a child's limerick."

"Just him, if he can write, I can publish a poetry collection."

Everyone was laughing, and no one looked down on Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming said so, and Wang Yun walked over and took Zhang Ming's paper.

Wang Yun took the paper back, looked at it casually, and was stunned.

This font, this verse.

Wang Yun stayed for a long time and did not speak.

Below, everyone looked at Wang Yun and waited for the result.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Is the word too ugly, Lord Wang can't understand it?"

"I guess I'm thinking about what to say, save some face for Zhang Ming."

Everyone was speculating and talking.

Zhang Fei was also nervous, and said to Guan Yu and Zhao Yun beside him: "Second brother, fourth brother, my painting is so good-looking, they are not satisfied, the eldest brother doesn't write much, will it overturn." ”

Overturned, what Zhang Ming used to say, was learned by Zhang Fei.

Guan Yu touched his beard and said, "Seeing that the eldest brother is so calm, maybe things will take a turn for the better." ”

In fact, Guan Yu also had no bottom in his heart, so he used the word turnaround.

At this time, Wang Yun suddenly walked quickly to the others and showed Zhang Ming's paper to the others.

"This font, what kind of font."

Cai Yong is a magician, and the first time he saw the font.

When Lu Zhi saw it, he was immediately surprised and said: "The format of this poem is the first time I have seen it, but this spirit is unmatched in the world." ”

Huangfu Song was also attracted by the verses.

Ma Riyan was also very surprised.

The five elders were shocked.

A few people whispered from above, and the people below became even more nervous.

Not only were others nervous, but Wei Zhongdao, Yuan Shao and others were also nervous, and even Guan Zhang Zhao was also nervous.

The five elders discussed for a while, and everyone carefully read the paper.

In the end, the five elders all walked out, and Wang Yun took the paper and said to everyone: "Zhang Taishou's words are unique, unprecedented, and eye-catching." ”

"Hahaha."

Yuan Shu laughed by himself, and then said: "Is that ugly or not, it can't be seen, it is also unique, unprecedented." ”

After Yuan Shu finished speaking, he found that no one matched him, and the five elders above also looked at him with strange eyes.

Yuan Shu seemed to realize something, quickly shut up, took a few steps back, and hid in the crowd.

When everyone was quiet again, Wang Yun continued: "This word, very good, unique font, the first time I see it, if it is original, you can start a sect, this verse is also an original style, and it will be praised through the ages." ”

Wang Yun's evaluation is too high, and it has reached the level of being able to open a sect.

"How is that possible?"

Wei Zhongdao stepped forward excitedly and shouted.

A military commander was born, and a soldier at the lowest level, how could he start a sect.

Wei Zhongdao questioned Wang Yun, he was a little displeased, and his face became more serious.

"Verse, I'll read it." Wang Yun said slowly, but everyone listened carefully.

"Out of the stopper."

"In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned. But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Humadu Yin Mountain. ”

As soon as this poem came out, everyone was silent.

The poem was so good, and it was really not any of the kind they were familiar with.

But that famous sentence is a famous sentence, destined to celebrate the existence of the ages.

People can still hear whether they are good or bad.

"Plagiarism, probably plagiarism." A man who thought he was a genius listened to this verse, and he didn't know how many streets he had been thrown to.

"Yes, how could he have written such a poem?"

"Copyed."

Zhang Ming did copy it, but they had no evidence.

Wang Yun looked at Zhang Ming and asked Zhang Ming to explain.

"Before, when I was chasing Wuhuan, I read the history books, and when I saw Huo Quai, I was excited, so I wrote this poem."

The flying general of Longcheng is Huo Quai, Zhang Ming is chasing Wuhuan, and Huo Qubing is killing the Huns, the two of them do have something in common, and both of them are very young.

The circumstances are the same.

Wang Yun nodded, and then said: "Let's not talk about the verses first, but this character is indeed written by Zhang Taishou just now, and this font is definitely the first time the five of us have seen it." ”

Wang Yun looked at Zhang Ming again and asked, "Did you create this character yourself, or did you learn it from other places?" ”

"Passed on by the family teacher, because I am only passed on, so I am the only one at present, and this time I also brought a work of the family teacher."

Wei Zhongdao is not calm, very uncalm.

Zhang Ming completely subverted their impressions.

That paper is extremely precious, and now Zhang Ming is a disciple of a hidden master?

Yuan Shao's face also changed a few times, but he quickly returned to normal, stepped forward and said, "Lord Wang, can you give me the poem to watch later." ”

Wang Yun nodded and gave the piece of paper in his hand to Yuan Shao.

At a glance, the clear and beautiful book is refreshing.

Yuan Shao sighed in his heart, needless to say, Zhang Ming's font and poems are unmatched.

Yuan Shao finished reading it, and then showed the paper to the others.

The crowd was silent.

Not to mention the verses, this font is enough to compare everyone else.

Many people wanted to drop out of the competition at this point.

Than what?

It's better than financial resources or talent.

In front of Wei Zhongdao, none of them are competitive, and now this Zhang Ming seems to be very remarkable.