"Writing?"

At this time, Xia Gulan, who has never liked to join in the fun, was in a trance when she heard this, and a flash of brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she subconsciously stared at the beautiful man in the purple robe who was standing alone!

If it was just a literal meaning, if she wanted to write, she would have a lot of anticipation and curiosity.

"Writing?"

Zhao Yongwei groaned and looked at Yun Fan with a puzzled expression.

Not only him, but the rest of the people were also confused and confused, not because they didn't understand the meaning of these two words, but because they didn't dare to think about it in that direction. Because I really don't dare to drag that somewhat nonsense idea to such an important tea party, even if there has never been such an unrealistic category in the past.

It's kind of funny!

"That's right, it's more than writing!" Yun Fan looked at everyone, all of them looked confused, and smiled faintly.

"Heh, Yun Shizi, I don't know if you have seen a wide range of knowledge, or I have a short knowledge?" Zhao Yong was amused and continued: "I really haven't heard of writing that can be compared, do you think this is a private school?"

"Why don't you say that our Yun Shizi is worthy of our worship!" Situ Yang stepped forward at this time, patted Zhao Yong's shoulder and looked at Yun Fan, and suddenly sneered loudly: "I'm afraid that people think that we are bored if we win by force, and they want to play something simple!"

Ha ——!

Everyone was amused and laughed dumbly in private, whispering.

Even Li Duxue looked at Yun Fan with a puzzled expression, her eyes squeezed, as if to convey, aren't you embarrassing yourself?

On the other hand, Yun Fan turned a blind eye and smiled faintly, listening to the teasing around him, and whispered: "Do you think that writing is a very unbearable competition?"

"Haha, isn't it Yun Shizi?" Zhao Yong replied with a smile.

"Huh. Yun Fan laughed dryly, and then said: "Word, relatively speaking, it is just a simple word, but you make a kind of ideological view to look at it is a meaning, the ancient culture passed down from the barbarian era is broad and profound, but it is not a simple word can be summarized, a simple word contains too many profound meanings, on the contrary, ......"

"Stop, Stop, Stop......"

Zhao Yong stretched out his hand impatiently, and he was almost dizzy when he listened, one word at a time, one word at a time, and he was directly blinded by him.

Not only him, but even the rest of the people watching the play were also said to be blinded, and there seemed to be a fog swirling around their heads, but now they completely felt that it was raining......

His mind was a mess, and he didn't understand what Yun Fan was talking about at all.

"Yun Shizi, you just said how you want to compete?"

"It's simple. Yun Fan looked forward to the public, stretched out two fingers with a smile, and said, "Each person writes one or two words." ”

"After that, let everyone read the awards and judge who wins!"

"It's that simple?" Zhao Yong looked at Yun Fan and asked suspiciously.

Yun Fan nodded.

"Good. Zhao Yong nodded, and turned his head to look at Zhao Lu: "Brother, you go and compete with Yun Shizi!"

"Wait!"

Yun Fan's pause made Zhao Yong pause, then turned around and asked puzzledly, "What's the matter with Yun Shizi?"

"You compare with me!" Yun Fan pointed at Zhao Yong and said lightly.

"Me?" Zhao Yong pointed at himself when he heard this.

Yun Fan still nodded.

"Hahaha......" Zhao Yong suddenly laughed loudly: "Yun Shizi, Yun Shizi has to say that you are really wise, you are like this...... Okay, I'll come!"

As he spoke, he got up and walked to the writing desk to the side, looking at Yun Fan's face with a playful smile.

"I remember that this Zhao Yong is not only strong, but also seems to be able to write good calligraphy, and has been rewarded by His Majesty, right?"

At this time, Huo Fei'er, who had been watching the play, asked suspiciously.

"That's right, my brother has been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child, and he also has a soft spot for calligraphy!"

originally wanted to see Zhao Wenjuan, who was nominally ugly in the past, but she admitted it when she heard it.

"Ahh

Huo Fei'er showed a look of pity when she heard this, in fact, he was quite optimistic about this Yun Fan, after all, he was so handsome......

"Humph!"

Zhao Wenjuan snorted coldly in her nasal voice, holding her cheeks with both hands, staring at the two figures without taking her eyes off them.

She is ready, and the picture of Yun Fan's fool will be in a moment!

Yun Yadi, who was not far from the two, listened to it for a while, and her hands clenched unconsciously, with a trace of worry in her heart.

thought that Yun Fan could escape the endgame of the competition, test calligraphy, and save a thin face without losing face, after all, he was proficient in calligraphy and painting from Xiaoqin, chess, and chess, but he didn't expect to enter the wolf's den again.

After knowing that Zhao Yong had been rewarded by His Majesty of Fire, the confidence in Yun Fan in his heart also began to shake......

"You come first, I'll come first?"

Yun Fan walked up to Zhao Yong and asked.

"I'll come first, so that Yun Shizi can be prepared!" Zhao Yong glanced at Xia Yunfan, and at the moment of scribbling, his eyes flashed with disdain and disdain, and then picked up the brush on the table, and lightly dipped the ink under the gaze of everyone, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the pen in his hand began to sway wantonly on the table at some point.

Zhao Yong, who is in the eyes of everyone, has a leisurely and complacent appearance, and every stroke exudes a sense of handiness and confidence.

After a few breaths, when Zhao Yong held the bamboo pen and clicked the last stroke, a huge word "water" appeared on the tissue paper, as if the last stroke gave him the spring of life, which seemed vivid and vivid, and it seemed that it would stand out in the next moment!

Zhao Yong put down the bamboo pen, looked at the words on the table, nodded angrily, stepped aside with a smile, and made a confident gesture to the audience.

Seeing this, everyone took a few steps forward, lowered their heads, and a huge word "water" immediately came into their eyes, and the first impression in their minds was that the pen was strong and powerful. The pen work on the back of the paper seems to be written perfectly.

At first glance, people will fall into it and can't extricate themselves......

Bang Bang Bang ——!

After a few seconds of silence, a knock sounded from the crowd, and then, a Situ Yang dressed in a red robe embroidered with clouds walked out of it, and looked at the words on the table while slapping in his hand, and said with praise: "It's not a loss to Brother Zhao, this handwriting is simply called a magic work is not enough to praise, it really makes me admire!"

"Haha, Brother Situ, where is it, Xiao Lu has one hand, Xiao Lu has one hand!" Zhao Yong looked springy.

"Heh, Zhao Yong, although I usually don't look down on you, Lao Tzu, I admire you for your handwriting!" Xia Rifeng, who was standing on the side, stared at the water word and stretched out a thumbs up to him, his expression was full of exclamation, and he could see that it was not a boast.

"Humph!"

At this time, Huo Jia, who had some festivals with Zhao Yong and suffered losses, snorted and did not deny it.

"Zhao Gongzi is really a real person who doesn't show his face, your hidden pen skills are unexpectedly taken aback by the little woman, and the little woman admires!"

A crisp and pleasant voice, accompanied by Huo Jia's muffled hum, came into Zhao Yong's ears, making his face proud, and immediately replied modestly: "Miss Li's words are false. ”

Li Duxue tapped her head, stopped speaking, and continued to look at the font on the desktop.

"In fact, everyone praises it too much, my brother actually looks more flamboyant and arrogant on the surface, but in fact, he is a very low-key person at heart, and he is still a person with a wide range of interests, and this calligraphy is just one of them. ”

Just when everyone was praising and talking, Zhao Wenjuan, who was wearing a light blue gauze skirt and delicate makeup, twisted her waist from the other side and walked over.