Tang Ze didn't take the pen, looked at him and said seriously: "I still don't write." ”

These words directly caused an uproar.

"Haha, this time it's clear who has a lot of feces in their stomachs!"

The others also chimed in: "I'll just say, a guy who can only brag can have any articles in his stomach." ”

"That's it, I dare to say that our Young Master Zhang writes poorly, and now it's his turn, and he doesn't dare to write!"

In the laughter of everyone, Zhang Xu did not laugh, and looked at Tang Ze with straight eyes.

He sent the pen forward again, with a provocation in his eyes: "Brother Tang, you won't dare, right?" ”

This posture makes people suspect that if Tang Ze is not ugly, he will not be able to get out of this room at all!

"Alas, young people nowadays, they are just too arrogant. Tang Ze shook his head, with a sad face, "I'm afraid that I will write it and scare you to death!"

As soon as he said this, the people who had watched the joke before all shut up, looked at Tang Ze and said in their hearts, Originally, you can be embarrassed, but now that you say this kind of thing, you will lose an arm for a while!

Zhang Xu suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Tang, since you have such a high level, why don't you show your hand?"

"Still not...... I have to take care of the face of my juniors. ”

Zhang Xu smiled coldly, becoming more and more sure that the old man in front of him was pretending to be forced, but in fact, he didn't dare to write at all!

"Old man, you have to write today!

"Xiao Zhang, don't blame me for that moment. Tang Ze smiled strangely.

He took the brush and looked at it carefully,...... How is this thing used?

Tang Ze grew up in an orphanage and never went to school himself. However, Tang Ze has experienced so much and knows a truth, the road is simple. No matter what it is, once it reaches the extreme, it will definitely be simplified.

Those opponents of their own, dazzling moves, spells, and formations, are no match for their simplest punches, this is the reason.

Tang Ze grabbed the pen with his thumb and forefinger, attracting ridicule from the people around him: "Hahaha, I just commented that President Zhang's handwriting is not good, this old man can't even hold a pen." ”

"I thought it was a master, but it turned out to be a layman, laughing to death. ”

"Hey, old man, don't be embarrassed, hurry up and apologize and go back, President Zhang is broad-minded and will forgive you. ”

It's over, this old man is boring to himself, and he really can't calligraphy and insists on pretending, depending on how you end up.

Zhang Xu held the victory ticket in his hand, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and a smile of victory on his face.

Tang Ze began to write, the simplest stroke, the font was not standard, and there was even a situation where the ink was broken. This is a short song line of Cao Cao, not to mention ordinary calligraphy lovers, even Zhang Xu, he does not dare to write easily. Different from the elegant and handsome of the orchid pavilion sequence, the tanka line pays more attention to the meaning.

Tang Ze took the pen, thought about it a little, and wrote the first word!

Crooked, crooked, messy!

It's like a beginner, no, it's like someone who has never learned!

"Old man, go down and don't be ashamed. ”

"This is not something you can control, in the end it is just yourself who will be embarrassed, laughing and generous. ”

"You don't know how to write at all, what are you pretending to be!"

Tang Ze ignored it, but continued to write.

A second ago, he could indeed be said to be a layman, but after a word, he was already a master of calligraphy!

Talent is such a thing, sometimes it's really bullying!

But don't blame me, you forced me to write it yourself, and the slap in the face made a crackling sound, isn't it also self-inflicted!

In just over a hundred words, as Tang Ze progressed, the sound below became smaller and smaller.

From the second word onwards, to be exact, the mockery disappears, replaced by a gradual exclamation.

"Zhou Gong spit and feed, and the world returns to the heart. Lin Wan felt her heart beating faster and faster, and watched Tang Ze finish the last sentence, and couldn't help but say it.

"It's!"

Zhang Xu's eyes also widened, unable to believe the facts in front of him.

The most bewildered is Zhang Xu, he is an expert in calligraphy, of course, he can distinguish what words are written well and what words are not written well.

This word...... How to describe it, shocking! incomparable! Breathtaking!

Contemporary calligraphers, who can copy and master a school of fonts, are already a master of all kinds.

And Tang Ze's characters do not have a standard font, but every stroke reveals a kind of historical heaviness. Between the lines, there are not only the happy enmities and enmities of the rivers and lakes, but also the troubled times of wolves.

The whole word, the momentum is surging, like a sea of mountains rushing to the face, suffocating.

I actually created my own faction!

Everyone looked at it, as if they had returned to the Three Kingdoms era. The hearty battle of Guandu and the helpless battle of Chibi are vivid. Even the broken ink, which was mistaken by others for a mistake before, has now become a broken halberd on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, corpses were everywhere, Cao Mengde stood under his banner, with a broken Qinghong sword inserted into the ground, looking up to the sky and drinking, shouting, this world is lonely!

"Good...... It's amazing!"

Tang Ze said lightly: "Write casually." ”

At this moment, an old man didn't know when he stood by Zhang Xu's side, and when everyone was still immersed, he suddenly smiled: "Master, dare to ask the surname Gao?"

"Master, why are you here?"

"Master Shen Ou!"

Shen Ou, a famous calligrapher in China, actually spoke to this old man in such a modest tone!

Shen Ou is a very energetic old man, with short gray hair, a red face, and irrepressible excitement in his eyes. Shen Ou glared at his disciple: "What do you know about this kid, the master uses a single hook method, which is extremely difficult." And the word ...... One and only. In contrast, your words are a waste of paper. ”

Shen Ou bowed to Tang Ze, with his age and identity, he saluted like this, so that the people around him didn't dare to say a word. Looking at Tang Ze's eyes, there was only envy and admiration.

"Master, the apprentice has offended a lot before, please forgive me. ”

"Are you his master?"

Shen Ou nodded hurriedly, and Tang Ze continued: "Then you have to teach him well, and release it after practicing a half-trick level, it's not appropriate." ”

Zhang Xu lowered his head, didn't dare to say more, and didn't dare to calculate in his heart. At this moment, even his master said so, Zhang Xu understood that the gap between himself and the old man in front of him was too big, and it was not a level at all. As for Lin Wan, Zhang Xu didn't dare to worry about it anymore.

"Certainly, Master, what do you call it?"

"Tang Ze. ”

Tang Ze was not very disgusted with Shen Ou, he could clearly feel Shen Ou's emotions, not with bad intentions like Zhang Xu, but really loved calligraphy.

"With Master Tang's level, it is enough to gain fame and fortune. But Master Tang is hidden in the city, and in comparison, the old man is ashamed. Can Master Tang appreciate his face and participate in the calligraphy exhibition next month, and give one or two advice. ”

Shen Ou's words attracted everyone's exclamations. Someone who even Master Shen admires, isn't this old man the reincarnation of a book saint?

"It depends, Lin Wan, let's go. ”

"Congratulations to the Master. ”

Shen Ou took Zhang Xu, as well as a group of onlookers members of the Calligraphers Association, all bowed slightly to Tang Ze's back.