Chapter 140, than the book (ask for recommendation, collection, thank you)

In the blink of an eye, the two of them walked fifty or sixty moves on the chessboard, and Wei Zhongdao gradually lost his breath: the green tendons on his forehead bulged out, his eyebrows were twisted together, his eyes were firmly fixed on the chessboard, and he was engrossed in thinking about how to move next.

On the other hand, Lu Zhan has a smile on his face all the time, as if playing chess is as easy for him as eating and drinking.

The two of them sat in the center of the living room to try their chess skills, and no one else watched, and they could only see some clues from their expressions and demeanors as to which was stronger and which was weaker.

Seeing that Wei Zhongdao's reaction speed was getting slower and slower, and his movements were getting slower and slower, Yuan Fei felt like he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, which was extremely unpleasant: it seems that this Wei Zhongdao is also in vain, I thought that he was famous, and he must have some ability, but now that he looks at it, he is afraid that the two of them will lose again, alas...... How did I find a "rice bucket"?

"I can shoot arrows, play the piano, sing poetry, sing songs, play chess...... Lu Zhan, what else do you not know? I really want to know. Cai Yan's two white and delicate hands supported his small and round chin, his red lips looked at Lu Zhan's back slightly, and asked curiously in his heart.

……

Half an hour later, Wei Zhongdao's face was sweating, his breathing was short, his expression was nervous, and his eyes were a little desperate.

"Phew—I—I lost. I think I am superb in chess, but I didn't expect that you only had a hundred moves in your hands, and it was extremely laborious. It seems that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people, and this is not false at all. I will definitely learn from it in the future and continue to work hard. Seeing that his chess pieces on the chessboard had no way out, and the opponent's number of sunspots was dominant, he stood stunned for a long time, closed his eyes and sighed, and said in a sad and excited tone.

"Hehe, Lu is just a fluke." Lu Zhan didn't want to "fall into the well", and smiled lightly, "I don't know if we can compare next?" Or how about that? ”

"No—the competition has to go on." Wei Zhongdao suddenly opened his eyes, gritted his upper and lower teeth, and said with a firm expression, "I don't believe that you can be stronger than me in everything!" His eyes were slightly red and he looked at Lu Zhan, and a strong "fighting spirit" rose in his heart.

"Okay, since Brother Wei is so interested, then I have to accompany him." Lu Zhan said lightly, thinking: The competition is the competition, don't hate me.

"I'll come first." Wei Zhongdao stood up suddenly, glanced around at everyone in the hall, especially Cai Yan for a long time, and turned around and walked to a table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The ink has been grinded, and it is waiting for someone to wield it.

He picked out a moderately long "wolf hair" from the pen holder, first thought about what words he wanted to write in his heart, and then dipped the pen in ink, and quickly wrote a line of Liti characters on a piece of white paper one foot wide and several feet long: Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

After writing and examining it again, Wei Zhongdao put down his pen and turned to look at Lu Zhan, without speaking, but the meaning was already obvious-Brother Lu, please.

"Can you show everyone what you've written?" Lu Zhan stood up and said, naturally accepting his challenge.

Wei Zhongdao was noncommittal, and brought his "Mobao" to Cai Yan, with affection on his face, and said with a gentle face: "Miss Cai, I want to give you this painting, please accept it." ”

Cai Yan saw him looking at him with burning eyes, his face couldn't help but redden, he glanced at the paper he was holding in his hand, and his whole body was hot with shame - these sixteen words are from "The Book of Songs, Zhou Nan, Guan Sui", what does it mean, of course she understands, but she can't figure out why he sent this to himself?

As if inadvertently glanced at that Fang Lu Zhan, she had an idea, pursed her lips, and said, "Let's do it, wait for which of you two writes better, I'll ......"

Before she finished speaking, Wei Zhongdao had already understood what she meant, and was slightly disappointed: "It's okay." ”

The fat man Yuan Fei stared at his back with extremely dissatisfied eyes, and muttered in his heart: Your mother's Wei Zhongdao, what did I call you for? No matter how good your handwriting is, you can't give it to my sister Cai Yan directly. It should be given to me first, and let me give it to Sister Cai Yan...... Wouldn't it be that you look at her beauty, think, want to snatch love? Don't. If that's the case, I'll kill you!

"Miss, what does that mean? The words are beautiful. Yahuan Xiaoqing came to Cai Yan's side at this time and asked in a low voice. Just now, she also saw Wei Zhongdao's "Mobao", neatly written, chic and handsome, just like his person, it is easy to win the love of the opposite sex.

"If you want to know, ask him yourself." Cai Yan reached out and pinched her white and lovely nose.

"Miss, you're a talented girl, you don't know, right? You told me. Xiaoqing didn't dodge or dodge, and said with a wink.

"Okay, but not today, I'll tell you tomorrow."

"Why?"

"Because I have to look up the book to know the meaning of those words clearly."

"Wouldn't it? I don't believe it. ”

"Believe it or not, hey, stop talking, Lu Zhan has started to write, I really want to know what he will write?"

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At this moment, Lu Zhan has exchanged the calligraphy ability of the bald pen Weng of the third of the "Four Friends of Meizhuang" in "Smiling Proud Jianghu" with the Wuji system - calligraphy is the love of his life, and his proficiency can only be described by the four characters of pure fire, and the words written are naturally pleasing to the eye and breathtaking.

"Brush, brush, brush", Lu Zhan held the pen in his hand, dipped in thick ink, and wrote on the white and flawless paper like a heart: Thousands of miles of marriage are tied by a thread, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal - without the slightest drag of mud and water, as if it was done in one go.

"Buzzing ......" Wei Zhongdao, who was standing on the side, read the words he wrote, and there was a sudden roar in his head, and his face suddenly became bloodless, staggering, and seemed to be about to fall.

"Brother Wei, what's wrong?" Seeing this, Lu Zhan hurriedly abandoned his pen and supported him, and asked with concern.

"No, no, nothing, I suddenly felt dizzy, and now I'm better, better." Wei Zhongdao shook off his hand, said listlessly, and wanted to cry in his heart: Lu Zhan, why are you better than me in everything? Why? Are you sent from heaven to suppress me? I think I am erudite and talented, and I am proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but compared to you, I am not as good as ......

It turned out that he saw that Lu Zhan's writing was extraordinary, his bones were like mountains, and he was completely natural, and the works of the two were compared together, as if one was written by a teacher and the other was written by a student, how could this not make him suffer a blow - think about the reputation of a great talent who has been won by more than ten years of hard work, but today it has been broken by people one by one, and the defeat is ugly, and his heart really can't accept it for a while, and his mouth is bitter, and his heart is also bitter.

"Lu Zhan, what did you write, let me see?" Suddenly, Cai Yan walked over with great interest and said coquettishly.

"Children can't watch." Lu Zhan's body shook and blocked in front of her, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Get out of the way-" Seeing him like this, Cai Yan felt an urge to beat people in his heart, and snorted.