Yu Ziming's words attracted the attention of all the people on the field to him.

Yunni couldn't help frowning: "What is this guy going to do?"

In the hearts of the two girls, a trace of bad premonition rose. Yu Ziming's strength in this game was too strong, and it looked difficult for Ye Cuo to win.

And the score of calligraphy is judged to depend on the judges, even if Mr. Tie Cao can give Ye Cuo full marks in this game, the remaining three judges will directly give 0 points, and Ye Cuo's score in the first game will still be surpassed.

Therefore, Yu Ziming now has the certainty of victory, and it is no wonder that he is so arrogant.

Ye Cuo looked at Yu Ziming coldly at this time: "What's wrong?"

Yu Ziming smiled slightly, looked at Ye Cuo, and said, "It's nothing, just now several judges gave high praise to my calligraphy."

Personally, I am a relatively modest person, and I don't think this painting is perfect, on the contrary, I think there are many shortcomings.

It's just that these shortcomings are generally not visible to people with low levels.

Ye Cuo, you are talented, you can naturally see it, come on, come on, you come to give me pointers. ”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ye Cuo defiantly.

At this time, his words have been recognized by several judges, if Ye Cuo really follows his train of thought, and he can't say anything insightful, then in the hearts of everyone, Ye Cuo will become a jealous and unreasonable person.

But if Ye Cuo said it directly, it would be a confession.

Yu Ziming just wanted Ye Cuo to show an attitude, no matter what Ye Cuo said, he had a reason to squeeze Ye Cuo.

Ye Cuo smiled slightly at this time: "Is Yu Ziming very satisfied with his results?"

"Forehead......" Yu Ziming was stunned for a moment.

When Ye Cuo asked this, if he said that he was satisfied, he would become complacent, so he had to say lightly: "I have already said it, but I am not very satisfied." ”

Ye Cuo said: "If you know your shortcomings and dare to come out and be embarrassed, you are quite shameless." ”

"Hahaha!" burst into laughter at the scene, and Ye Cuo's mouth was also quite poisonous.

"You!" Yu Ziming was furious, his face changed a few times, and he kept telling himself in his heart: Don't get angry, don't get angry......

Holding his breath, Yu Ziming's face calmed down, and he tried his best to make a very generous expression on his face: "I don't care to argue with words, so I look very childish." If Ye Cuo has the ability, he can talk about the shortcomings of this painting, I will still admire you, if you can only play lip service, forget it. ”

Ye Cuo smiled faintly: "Okay, since I am trying my best to ask for it, then I will point you out and let you understand your own congenital deficiencies." ”

Yu Ziming's heart is also a dog: You are congenitally deficient.

Ye Cuo said: "Actually, it is already good to be able to practice to your level, and in the imitation, your level is considered to be above average." ”

Yu Ziming smiled slightly and was about to speak

"Don't worry, listen to me. Ye Cuo said, "For thousands of years, I don't know how many people have copied the preface of the Lan Pavilion, and no one has tried to be exactly the same as the original post, and even the original ink group that has been written and altered is not bad at all."

There's nothing wrong with that, after all, this post is flowing and artistic.

However, no matter how similar you imitate, it is only Wang Xizhi's second, and it will never be able to surpass Wang Xizhi.

Yu Ziming is the second child, and he is still complacent, do you have a special habit?"

"You !!" Yu Ziming almost vomited blood.

This time, not only at the scene, but also on the Internet, there were countless people laughing.

"I'll go, this Ye Cuo is really a poisonous tongue, Yu Ziming's face is green. ”

"Haha, I like it, happy!"

"I want to turn fans on this leaf in the wrong way, and it's so cool to scold. ”

"I really want to see what Ye Cuo looks like, he is so talented, he must be very handsome. ”

There are also people who don't like Ye Cuo, and spray Ye Cuo on the Internet: "It's really unqualified, it's all scolding words when you open and close your mouth, and it defiles the entire Wenhua Yahui." ”

"It's just that this kind of person doesn't understand anything at all. Wang Xizhi's words are impossible to be surpassed, since they can't be surpassed, then it's good to imitate them. ”

"Yes, this Ye Cuo just doesn't know how to pretend to understand, in order to highlight that he is very good, I think he doesn't know calligraphy at all. ”

Both sides of the Internet scolded each other, and Yan Feiyu also followed the crowd to scold those who supported Yu Ziming.

Yu Ziming sneered at this time, and said to Ye Cuo: "Yes, it seems that Ye Cuo, classmate can write a better Lan Pavilion preface than Wang Xizhi? Then come on, let everyone see and understand." ”

He deliberately confused the concept, no matter what Ye Cuo wrote at that time, he directly said that it was not as good as Wang Xizhi, anyway, no one would think that Ye Cuo was better than Wang Xizhi.

Ye Cuo didn't answer, sneered, and walked onto the stage, grinding ink in one go, although he didn't seem to be as skilled as Yu Ziming, but he was not unfamiliar.

However, then Ye Cuo made a move that stunned everyone.

He dipped his brush in ink, and as soon as he shook it on the paper, a large dense dot of ink immediately appeared on the paper.

This order was incomprehensible to everyone.

Yu Ziming sneered: "Ye Cuo, are you afraid that you won't be able to write, so you throw ink spots on the paper, and then you can use this as an excuse to cover up your failures?"

Ye Cuo didn't bother to pay attention to him, and began to write.

"Yonghe has been nine years, and the age is ugly. ”

As soon as the four words came out, Yu Ziming laughed: "You said that I imitated Lan Tingxu, isn't this imitation of you? The co-author only allows you to imitate, not me, right?"

Yun Ni was also stunned in the audience: "What is the big villain going to do? ”

Yu Ziming smiled: "You continue to write." ”

As soon as it came out, he continued to write, and the content was still the content of Lan Tingxu, but what made Yu Ziming's face change was that the next few words were suddenly no longer the original version of the circulating book, but became a very messy wild grass.

"Huh?" Mr. Tiecao's eyes had been half-squinted, and he didn't seem to be interested in looking at Lan Tingxu again.

But at this time, as soon as Ye Wrong's wild grass came out, his eyes immediately opened.

However, this is not counted, as soon as Ye Cuo's words are finished, the font below immediately becomes Lishu.

Mr. Iron Calyx's eyes were round.

And Ye wrong, at this time, the wave is like smoke, regular script, thin gold body, Yan body, willow body, big seal, small seal, write a few words, the font has changed.

A whole post, unexpectedly, keeps changing the font.

At this time, Mr. Iron Calyx finally couldn't help it, stood up directly from his seat, and walked onto the stage with a surprised face.