When everyone saw Liu Xiaoyuan suddenly stopped, they all started talking again, but most of them were laughing at Liu Xiaoyuan, saying that Liu Xiaoyuan knew that he had a few catties and a few taels, and even if he didn't close his eyes, he couldn't win against Meng Hao, let alone close his eyes.

Seeing these chirps and crooked, Liu Xiaoyuan opened his eyes and glanced at them, and said loudly: "Please be quiet, you are as noisy as an aunt in the vegetable market, let me think quietly." ”

I'll go! Write a word and think, you're kidding me, right?

When everyone heard this, they all threw contemptuous glances at Liu Xiaoyuan, you are embarrassed to write, why bother to find such a clumsy excuse.

However, although everyone thought so in their hearts, they honestly stopped talking and gave Liu Xiaoyuan a quiet environment to think.

Liu Xiaoyuan thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and he dipped a little ink with his brush again, and directly summoned a calligrapher, who was not very famous, but it was definitely not a third-rate commodity like Meng Hao that could be compared.

"Ignorant grandson, dare to offend uncle!" Liu Xiaoyuan waved his pen and wrote these ten big characters on rice paper.

These words were scolding Meng Yisong's grandson and grandson, saying that their grandfather and grandson had offended him Liu Xiaoyuan.

Everyone is not stupid, so they naturally understood at a glance, and everyone admired Liu Xiaoyuan's boldness a little in their hearts, but they didn't dare to applaud.

After writing, Liu Xiaoyuan put the brush on the pen stand, looked at Meng Yisong and Meng Hao with a smile, and asked, "Two, how is it?

Meng Yisong's face is green, as the president of the Calligraphy Association, Meng Yisong's eyesight is still there, Liu Xiaoyuan wrote these words with his eyes closed, whether in terms of pen power or structure, it is much better than Meng Hao's.

Zhao Qianhai didn't expect Liu Xiaoyuan to have such a unique skill, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, he was worried that Liu Xiaoyuan was too arrogant and would lose this game, but he didn't expect Liu Xiaoyuan to come prepared.

Although other people also want to pat Meng Yisong's sycophants, they can't talk nonsense with their eyes closed, Liu Xiaoyuan's handwriting is indeed better than Meng Hao's, and there is more than that.

At this moment, Meng Hao's mood was extremely complicated, he didn't expect Liu Xiaoyuan to write better than him with his eyes closed, which made Meng Hao's self-esteem suffer a big blow, muttering to himself, and kept saying that it was impossible.

Liu Xiaoyuan saw that the originally arrogant Meng Hao was like a lost wild dog, so he felt very relieved, and said with a smile: "President Meng, look at what's wrong with your grandson?

Meng Yisong was angry, but there was nothing he could do, this time he originally wanted to take this opportunity to humiliate Liu Xiaoyuan, but he didn't expect that it was his grandfather and grandson who were slapped in the face in the end.

Seeing that Meng Yisong became ugly, Zhao Qianhai felt very relieved, and his heart was extremely comfortable.

"President Meng, it seems that your Mr. Liu's handwriting with his eyes closed is much better than that of your grandson's handwriting with his eyes open. Zhao Qianhai took this opportunity to naturally humiliate Meng Yisong.

Meng Yisong snorted coldly and didn't speak, but everyone could see that he was very angry.

Those who were still laughing at Liu Xiaoyuan also closed their mouths at this moment, and the look on their faces became very ugly.

"President Meng, how is it? How about my handwriting? It doesn't embarrass you to grind the ink, does it?" Liu Xiaoyuan asked rhetorically.

Facing Liu Xiaoyuan's rhetorical question, Meng Yisong's face became even more ugly, he glanced at Liu Xiaoyuan and didn't speak, today this face is completely lost.

"Ding Dong, congratulations on joking Liu Xiaoyuan pretending to succeed and gaining 800 experience points!"

At this time, the voice of the system sounded in Liu Xiaoyuan's mind.

There are 800 more experience points, which makes Liu Xiaoyuan feel that this forced pretending is worth it, and it is not in vain.

"President Meng, looking at your face, you don't seem to be convinced?" Liu Xiaoyuan decided to pretend to be forced again and get some experience points.

The clay man still has three points of anger, not to mention that Meng Yisong is not a clay man, and he has long been holding back his anger.

"Mr. Liu, you must know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and outsiders have them, and you must know how to keep a low profile!" Meng Yisong snorted coldly and said, he was already on the verge of anger at Liu Xiaoyuan's sarcasm.

"President Meng, I'm actually quite low-key. Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.

When everyone heard this, they thought that you are still low-key, if you are low-key, then there will be no high-profile people in the world.

"President Meng, you see that the event held today is called the Calligraphy Conference, that is, to meet friends with calligraphy, learn from each other, and make progress together. President Meng, why don't we two also learn calligraphy?" Liu Xiaoyuan looked at Meng Yisong and asked.

Meng Yisong is a little incomprehensible to Liu Xiaoyuan, a young man, who can write a good hand with his eyes closed, which is afraid that he will not be able to do it himself.

Therefore, in the face of Liu Xiaoyuan's provocation, Meng Yisong hesitated a little.

At this time, Zhao Qianhai on the side said, "President Meng, you won't dare to fight, right?"

Zhao Qianhai is also damaged enough, as soon as he says this, if Meng Yisong does not agree, he is afraid of Liu Xiaoyuan.

Therefore, Zhao Qianhai's words made it clear that he forced Meng Yisong to agree to Liu Xiaoyuan's provocation.

Sure enough, after hearing Zhao Qianhai's words, Meng Yisong's whole face became extremely ugly, and finally looked at Zhao Qianhai and said, "Who said I didn't dare to fight?"

Seeing that Zhao Qianhai agreed to his provocation, Liu Xiaoyuan said: "President Meng, I see that you are also old, otherwise it would be like this, when we will have a discussion, I will still close my eyes, what do you think? ”

Absolutely arrogant!

When the people present heard Liu Xiaoyuan's words, they all felt that Liu Xiaoyuan was too arrogant, and he actually closed his eyes to learn calligraphy with Meng Yisong, and he didn't know how thick the sky was.

Meng Yisong can become the president of the Calligraphy Association, although he has played some tricks in the competition, but Meng Yisong's calligraphy level is still undoubted, at least it can be regarded as everyone.

Now, Liu Xiaoyuan actually wants to challenge Meng Yisong with his eyes closed, and everyone thinks that Liu Xiaoyuan is too arrogant.

Zhao Qianhai began to worry again, and wanted to persuade Liu Xiaoyuan, but was stopped by Li Chenggong, Zhao Qianhai thought about it, maybe Liu Xiaoyuan really had such a ability, so he gave up!

"Hmph, it's a good thing to have self-confidence, but being too confident is really complacent!" Meng Yisong said coldly, being despised by Liu Xiaoyuan like this, Meng Yisong had already reached the edge of anger.

"President Meng, don't be angry, if you get angry, others will think that I have bullied you, and I can't afford to be charged with bullying the elderly!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.

"Hmph, what if you lose this time?" Meng Yisong didn't talk to Liu Xiaoyuan about anything else, but asked directly about the bet.

"President Meng, you are older, I will listen to you. Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.

Meng Yisong said: "If you lose, how about drinking all the ink from this inkstone?"

Liu Xiaoyuan nodded and said, "Okay, no problem." If I win, how about you drink the ink from this inkstone, President Meng?"

At this moment, it was already ready to be fired, and even if Meng Yisong was worried, he had to agree hard.