"Brother, look at what these are doing, you don't want to challenge, right? The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The young man didn't say anything when he saw Bu Zheng, but just looked at the Wendou in the field, and felt that Bu Zheng was also interested in these.

"What are you challenging?" asked Bu Zheng casually.

"It is to challenge the talent of the four talented women of Ru Yage. The boy continued.

"Challenge the talent, the four talented women of Ru Yage?" Bu Zheng said he couldn't understand these two terms.

"Don't you say you really don't know?" The young man looked at Bu Zheng and felt that Bu Zheng's expression didn't seem to be pretending.

"I don't know, the first day I came here was to bring things to Aunt Lin Rou. Bu Zheng shook his head and said.

"Ah...... Are you really here to deliver something?" the boy froze.

"What do you think?" Bu Zheng replied casually.

"Hehe......" The young man touched his head, a little embarrassed, but quickly changed the topic, "In Xia Yang Xuan, I don't know the name of Brother Taigao." ”

"Call me Bu Zheng. Bu Zheng said directly.

"It turned out to be Brother Bu, are you and Lin Rou from the same village?, do you know each other, how about taking me in?" Yang Xuan's eyes began to light up when he said this.

He thought, since Bu Zheng was entrusted by Aunt Lin to bring things to Lin Rou, it should be someone from the same village, so maybe he knows Lin Rou, and he may be a familiar person, this is definitely an opportunity.

"I don't know her, I'm just passing by her village. Bu Zheng shook his head and replied, and his eyes kept watching the pair of people write, not only allowing people to learn words, but also to learn some rules of pairs.

This law is not something that Bu Zheng can see, someone on the side explains, what is right, and it is really neat or something. As soon as the upper link came out, everyone began to discuss, how this upper link is, and how the lower link should be.

If you don't explain it, it's strange that Bu Zheng can see it, his literary skills are too shallow. This kind of skill takes time to learn, and even if he sees the end on the sidelines, he may not be able to comprehend those cultures.

For pairs, it is actually a display of literary skills, which is equivalent to a martial arts competition, but the skills required for this martial arts competition are not true qi, but literary skills.

Bu Zheng can remember everything here, and he can deal with the same next time, but the question is, how many of these pairs can be the same. Therefore, it is impossible for him to use it on others after learning martial arts moves.

Martial arts moves can stay the same, but this pair is always changing!

There is no way, even if Bu Zheng is the first in the world in martial arts, even if he can never forget it, even if his mathematical talent is terrifying, but literature is two different systems.

Fortunately. Bu Zheng only needs to be able to read secrets and read those materials. It doesn't matter if he has a deep literary foundation or not.

Therefore, he is mainly still reading and reading, and the rules are just listening in passing.

"That's okay, I'll talk about it again......" Yang Xuan ran over again, looking like he wasn't afraid of death, and he was shameless. Such a person is simply invincible.

However, even if such a person plays too many tricks, others will be wary of it, and they will not even listen to what he has to say.

"That. I failed......" Yang Xuan came back, and he still didn't feel depressed after failure, it was still so natural.

"Got it. Bu Zheng said nonchalantly.

"Brother Bu won't go in?" Yang Xuan was a little curious when he saw that Bu Zheng didn't care like this, did you come to see the play, or did you come to find someone.

"Let's go in. Bu Zheng still replied casually so indifferently, the most important thing is to recognize words, this time, Bu Zheng at least knew more than a hundred words, there are more than a dozen couplets, although there are many overlapping words in the middle, but the number of words in these dozen couplets is already two or three hundred words.

Now Bu Zheng has paid attention to this.

"Then you don't care at all. Yang Xuan asked.

"What do you care about, it's not to give it to her right away, and the thing is just some local products, unimportant things. Bu Zheng said casually.

"Uh......" Yang Xuan suddenly found out about this matter, indeed, it was not very urgent, it was normal for Bu Zheng to watch the excitement here, besides, this matter would be better if it went on.

Why?

It's not because he said it first, and used the right thing as an excuse to deceive people, but others are now on guard.

"By the way, Brother Yang, you look very familiar with this place, if I want to come here to go to school, what procedures should I need?" Bu Zheng asked casually, he also wanted to inquire about this matter, anyway, Yang Xuan seemed to be very idle now, so I would like to inquire about his statement.

"You want to come here? This is impossible, only talented people and talented women are accepted here, I want to come here, but the talent is not enough. Yang Xuan frowned, and at this time, he actually misunderstood Bu Zheng's words.

Bu Zheng just wanted to go to school in any school in this Meicheng branch, and only thought about reading and learning literature, but Yang Xuan felt that Bu Zheng wanted to come to this Confucian Pavilion to learn literature, which was a big misunderstanding.

"What talent do you need?" Bu Zheng was also absent-minded, where would he know that Yang Xuan had misunderstood what he meant.

"Any talent can be, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as long as you have one that can pass, that's fine. Yang Xuan said, and this piano is not only a piano, but other musical instruments can also be, but it doesn't matter if this explanation is explained or not, Bu Zheng will not think of playing the piano.

Let's play the piano, Bu Zheng has seen Su Dieyi play a few times, I don't know if I can do it, calligraphy, I feel okay, but I want to write words I don't know, and painting, this seems to be okay.

Painting this thing,Either the more like the painting is the better,Or the less like the painting the better,The former is talking about the foundation,And the latter can be said to be the artistic conception,Do you understand the artistic conception?,Understand or not!!

Of course, before you become a master, no one will understand your artistic conception, so Bu Zheng must paint the real one now, the more similar the better, which is not difficult for Bu Zheng.

"Then I can draw a picture and take me to the Master. Bu Zheng said to Yang Xuan, at this time, he can let go of the opportunity to learn words, he can enter here to learn, and look at what those pairs are doing, and there are repetitive words, what a waste of time.

"Master, you don't need to be examined by Master, you just need to go to the front and draw a picture, there is paper and pen on that table, and there is no one on it now. Yang Xuan pointed to a painting table in the middle and said, then thought about it and brought Bu Zheng to the front.

Because he suddenly found that this is also a very focused thing, he walked to the painting table with Bu Zheng, and immediately became the focus of attention of the audience, and the four little talented girls inside must also pay attention here, and those who change the scene will definitely watch, that is to say-

Brother showed his face in front of them again!

"Yang Xuan, what are you doing here, and you are still carrying such a dirt bun, is it possible that you are here to offer ugliness?" A young man immediately made a sarcastic remark, he seemed to have a bit of a holiday with Yang Xuan.

Of course, Bu Zheng's current appearance is indeed a bit of a dirt bun, wearing the clothes of a subordinate, not like a scholar, not like a son, like a person from a small place, in his eyes is a dirt bun.

"...... you" Before Yang Xuan could speak, Bu Zheng had already spoken, and what he said made Yang Xuan feel speechless.

"Offering ugliness, offering ugliness!" Bu Zheng arched his hand, as if those who sell art say this, others say that they are ugly, it should be the meaning of the show, isn't this just a show.

“......”

There was a moment of silence at the scene, and then a burst of laughter erupted, and the tips of the ears could even hear the coquettish laughter of the girls inside, and of course, there were also some teenagers' sneers.

Anyway, Bu Zheng made him the focus of everyone, originally a person came up to paint, it would never have such an effect, otherwise, Yang Xuan would not go up every day.

"What kind of ugliness are you going to offer?" a handsome boy appeared in front of Bu Zheng and asked with a smile.

"Ah, Senior Brother Yu came out, this soil bun actually let Senior Brother Yu come out to speak, just this point, this soil bun is also worth it. ”

The appearance of this son-in-law made the whole scene a sensation.

"Senior Brother Yu is one of the two great talents of this Confucian Pavilion, one of the four sons of the Meicheng Branch, and Yu Bufan, the son of the magic pen, is famous for his calligraphy and painting. Yang Xuan added knowledge to Bu Zheng on the side, he felt that Bu Zheng might not know about this matter, because Bu Zheng didn't even know about the four talented women of Ru Yage, let alone such a man.

Well, in his feeling, the popularity of beauties is significantly higher than that of talents, even if the level of this talent is higher, it is not as well-known as that of beauties.

"Senior Brother Yu!" Bu Zheng arched his hand, although he was not from the academy, this title should be fine.

"You're welcome, you draw yours, I want to see what kind of things people like you can draw. Yu Bufan said very arrogantly, it seemed that talking to Bu Zheng more would lose his identity.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone has the opportunity to compete, he might not even give in to painting.

"Well, okay. Bu Zheng didn't care about Yu Bufan's tone and attitude, he had seen too many such people, and he was used to them.

Bu Zheng sharpened the ink, then chose the thinnest brush, and then he was in a daze for a while......

At this time, everyone stared at Bu Zheng to see what Bu Zheng's painting was like, but seeing that Bu Zheng had not put down his pen for a long time, some people felt that he did not dare to paint, because he was afraid that the painting would not work, and it would be really ugly when the time came.

"You're painting!" said that Yu Bufan said a little impatiently, although he usually brewed for a longer time, but it was him Yu Bufan, not a dirt bun like Bu Zheng.

"What kind of ...... to draw," Bu Zheng replied at this time.

"What are you talking about?!" Everyone felt that Bu Zheng was teasing everyone, wasting everyone's feelings, and wanted to get angry, Bu Zheng asked again.

"Brother Yang, what do you think is good for painting?" Bu Zheng asked again, this sentence made everyone understand that he had just been in a daze for so long and was just thinking about what he wanted to paint.

“......”

Hey, what's there to think about, shouldn't you be what you're best at? Do you still need to ask others? You know at a glance that you're a novice, and you probably can't draw anything good. (To be continued.) )