"Am I so awesome?"

Ma Liang inadvertently asked the magic pen system. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"In Loulan country, pen maker is a very rare profession, and only one person in a million people is qualified to become a pen maker."

"In the pen maker, it is divided into three levels: primary, intermediate and advanced, and the grade division is determined according to the difficulty of pen making."

"If you can make pens that rank in the top 30 of the Divine Pen Pavilion, you are a senior pen maker."

Ma Liang listened to this explanation, and his heart was even happier, he didn't expect this new identity to be so awesome.

For a while, I couldn't wait to hurry back to the Shenbi Pavilion and add a pen-making business to my price list.

Thinking of this, Ma Liang didn't talk nonsense, and when he mentioned "Snow Wolf Hao", it was a dragon flying phoenix dance.

Everyone was shocked, because when they watched Ma Liang swing, they were not affected by the coldness of the "Snow Wolf Hair".

Soon, both of them finished their own works.

This time is different from before, Liang Xuefeng did not directly display the two works in front of everyone.

Instead, a large white cloth was used to cover both works underneath, which Ma Liang knew was adding a sense of mystery.

After covering up, Liang Yunfeng said to Liang Shuishan and the others.

"Mr. Liang, you come up and have a look first......"

Liang Yunfeng's words were not finished, Liang Shuishan, Wang Zimo, and Jian Jian all shook their heads.

"This ......"

"Grandpa Yunfeng, the highest level of our three is also the level of a third-level calligrapher and painter, and it is really a bit child's fun for you to let the three of us be judges in such a level of competition."

Wang Zimo smiled helplessly, he knew that he hadn't been able to help Nalan Xuan win the competition when he was right.

Then Nalan Xuan's promise to give himself something naturally did not count, and since this was the case, there was no need for him to offend Ma Liang.

After all, it seems easier to get a good pen here in Maleonn than that promise.

Liang Yunfeng knew that what Wang Zimo said made sense, but ......

Just when Liang Yunfeng shouldn't be good, the simplicity of Hui Lanxin gave Liang Yunfeng a good idea.

"Grandpa Yunfeng, since this painting is for everyone to see, then why don't we let everyone be judged?"

"Many people in this audience don't understand the skills in this calligraphy and painting, in their eyes, good is good, bad is bad, I think it's very fair for them to judge."

"Of course, the people of the Nalan family and the Gongsun family are not among them."

Liang Yunfeng listened to this method and thought it was really good, but he couldn't make such a big decision.

So he went back to ask Liu Xiangfeng and Ma Liang for their opinions.

"It doesn't matter."

"Whatever."

Seeing that both of them agreed, Liang Yunfeng also relieved his heart.

"Since both sides have no opinions, then it's decided, after seeing the works of the two, you will take the two numbers one and two as the standard."

"One represents Mr. Liu Xiangfeng, and the other is Ma Liang Ma Gongzi, you can choose your favorite works according to your personal preferences, vote, one vote per person, and the winner with the most votes."

After speaking, Liang Yunfeng called two waiters from Fenglin Pavilion in the audience and took the lead in showing Liu Xiangfeng's paintings.

"Oh my God, this is ...... Maple groves? ”

Almost everyone's eyes were attracted by Liu Xiangfeng's painting scroll, which was like a work of art.

On that painting, the mountains are stacked on top of each other, the mountains are green and picturesque, and the ink grinded out of the red stone inkstone makes the maple forest, which is already slightly elegant, appear more misty and vast.

Liang Shuishan flirtatiously bearded, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Liu Xiangfeng's landscape paintings are still so free and cold, and this title is maple forest, which really touches Liu Xiangfeng's strengths."

Liu Xiangfeng's works are naturally amazing, and the emergence of this situation makes people start to have another expectation for Ma Liang's works.

"Lord Liang, let's take a look at another work."

"Yes, Lord Liang, we didn't understand those words just now, but we can still tell which one looks good."

"That's right, Lord Liang, don't sell it, I want to see what this guy is capable of."

……

Liang Yunfeng was stunned, he didn't expect that after seeing Liu Xiangfeng's work, these people not only did not give up the second work because of this, but were more interested in Ma Liang's paintings.

Therefore, Liang Yunfeng complied with public opinion and opened Ma Liang's painting.

"This ......"

Before anyone else could react.

Liu Xiangfeng's eyes widened in amazement for the first time, and then he strode in front of Ma Liang's work.

Liu Xiangfeng's actions instantly caused a chain reaction.

Liang Shuishan, Liang Yunfeng, Gongsun Old Grandmother, Gongsun Lan, Jianjian, Wang Zimo, Nalan Xuan, even the second son of the Nalan family, who had been watching the excitement from the side and was not moved by anything at all, Nalan Hong all stood up.

"Mountain walk? Good poetry, good painting. ”

Liu Xiangfeng was surprisingly not angry, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Mountain Walk

Far up the cold mountain stone path slope,

There are people in the depths of the white clouds.

Parking sits in love with the maple forest night,

Frost leaves are red in February.

Du Fu's mountain trip allowed Ma Liang to use an incomparable ink painting to vividly and vividly paint the artistic conception of the mountain on the Nayan path, the beautiful scenery of the maple forest on the road, and the parking for poetry.

Looking at this painting and the verses on the side of the painting, almost everyone is immersed in appreciation and aftertaste.

For a moment, the entire Maple Forest Pavilion suddenly fell silent.

Liang Yunfeng looked at this painting, and couldn't help but be secretly happy that he had bought Ma Liang's painting a few days ago.

Just now, Liang Yunfeng was still thinking that if Ma Liang's painting was not good, he would not need to ask him for the hundreds of thousands of fees.

After a long time, Liang Yunfeng came back to his senses and coughed lightly.

"Well, we'll start voting now, one for ......"

Before Liang Yunfeng's words were finished, he was interrupted by Liu Xiangfeng.

"No, I'll throw in the towel."

"Hiss......"

Liu Xiangfeng's words fell, and suddenly there was a gasp in the entire hall.

What is the origin of this guy? Actually let a fifth-level calligrapher and painter willingly admit defeat, oh my God!

Surprisingly, after Liu Xiangfeng admitted defeat, there was no previous discussion in the hall, but it was surprisingly quiet.

"Master, this ......"

Hearing Liu Xiangfeng admit defeat, Nalan Xuan immediately wanted to rush to the stage, but was stopped by Nalan Hong.

"Third brother, you don't need to look at the painting, it's just the mountain line written by the people, this Ma Gongzi dumped Mr. Liu Xiangfeng ten streets, this kind of competition is not a level at all, there is no need for praise and judgment."

Although Nalan Xuan also knew that Ma Liang was powerful, he couldn't swallow this breath in his heart.

In his last rage, he turned around and left.

Seeing this, Ma Liang hurriedly called out to Nalan Xuan.

"Young Master Nalan, just leave like this, you won't trouble me with the Divine Pen Pavilion after the autumn."

Nalan Xuan looked back at Ma Liang, and when he saw the man's smug face, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words from his mouth.

"No...... Yes. ”

After speaking, he led people out of Fenglin Pavilion.

However, just after Nalan Xuan left, a tsunami-like applause and cheers instantly sounded in the entire Fenglin Pavilion.

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