Chapter 8: Wendou

"I know how to read!" Chen Xiaobai picked up a branch and drew a horizontal line on the ground, and continued: "Look, one word." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoWho said I can't read, isn't this just words?"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting 40 Thunder Points!"

Tsk, this guy is richer than Gao Tianba, and I'm really embarrassed not to rob it. Chen Xiaobai's heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh.

"You!!Hmph! If you win, I'll leave. If you lose, give me your dog's head!"

"Didn't you say that you are more talented than me? Okay, let's have a literary fight! You can compose poems, lyrics, paintings, and calligraphy! I want to see how 'talented' you are!" Fang Jie was already annoyed, and he really couldn't stand the joke.

"Brother Fang Xian, this ......" Gao Tianba felt that it was not good, if he really came to a Shizi Wen Fight, wouldn't it be exposed?

But Fang Yuan interrupted him with a smile: "Haha, Brother Gao, children are just playing at home." Let's not meddle with these old bones, I also want to see how many catties and taels your son-in-law has. ā€

Fang Yuan still didn't give up, in his eyes, if the two families married, the power would definitely be even greater. When the time comes, even those thousand-year-old families will not be enough to see!

"Alas! Okay!" Gao Tianba had no choice but to ask for the gods and Buddhas in his heart, hoping that nothing would go wrong!

"Why am I comparing myself to you?" Chen Xiaobai's sudden words petrified everyone.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 80 Thunder Points!"

"Do I have any benefit? If I lose, you will let me die, and if you lose, you will leave, isn't this a big loss for me? Why don't you call me the boss if you lose, and you will be my loyal little brother Chen Xiaobai from now on! If I lose, what will you do?" Chen Xiaobai said indifferently.

"Okay! high-five as an oath!" Fang Jie gritted his teeth.

"Done!"

Gao Qingqing stabbed Chen Xiaobai's waist and asked in a low voice, "Chen Xiaobai, can you do it?" Don't be reckless, you will really die." ā€

"Don't worry, as long as it's not a fight. Smelling the faint body fragrance of the girl, Chen Xiaobai was relieved and gave her a reassuring look.

Gao Qingqing didn't understand where Chen Xiaobai's confidence came from, but the words had been said and the oath had been made, and she had no choice but to sigh in her heart.

"Okay! Wendou is divided into three games, two games and three wins! You can't cheat, and cheating is considered a violation, and you lose. ā€

"First game...... Well, let's just compose the lyrics!" Gao Qingqing said with some uncertainty.

"Hmph, I'll come first!" Fang Jie snorted coldly at Chen Xiaobai, the four treasures of the study, plus a desk actually appeared out of thin air. And he also sat cross-legged on the ground, dipped his pen in ink, and waved his hand.

Fang Jie was very confident on his face, this poem was originally intended to be used to go to the Qinglou, and it cost him more than a dozen lower-grade spirit stones, which was his change for a month. He is very confident in such a high-priced word. He didn't believe that Chen Xiaobai, a country man, would do anything.

"It's done!" Fang Jie smiled after a while.

Chen Xiaobai glanced at it a few times, not to mention, this word is quite good. It's mainly about the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but why does he still see a hint of wind and moon?

"Yes, yes, yes! Hahaha! Although the dog is a little playful, he has not fallen behind in his homework. It's just that the cultivation is too lazy, alas. Although Fang Yuan said this, his face was full of pride.

"Otherwise, you'll admit defeat!" Seeing Fang Jie's words, Gao Qingqing became even more worried.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyu, prepare pen and paper!" Chen Xiaobai waved his sleeves.

"Uncle, there is no pen and paper. Xiaoyu replied quickly.

"Can you not be so upright, can't you be tactful......" Chen Xiaobai was very helpless, the atmosphere that was not easy to create was destroyed like this, Xiaoyu girl, you are too simple!

It doesn't matter if he doesn't have pen and paper, he writes with branches and the earth as paper.

"Linjiang Immortal, what does Linjiang Immortal mean?" Xiao Yu said suspiciously when he saw the words on the ground. It's no wonder that the Xiuzhen Great World does not have the name of Linjiang Immortal.

"Cut, bluff. Fang Jie said disdainfully.

Chen Xiaobai didn't speak, he concentrated on writing hard, ticking and drawing, and every stroke was very vigorous and powerful. This kind of calligraphy has not been practiced for more than ten years, and it cannot be practiced.

But others don't know that he bought this calligraphy from the system store. Ten years of calligraphy skills, but it could only be used for one hour, which cost him ten thunderous points, and he was distressed to death.

While writing, he sang: "The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes." Success or failure turns empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red a few times!"

Gao Tianba's eyes widened suddenly, like copper bells. He muttered, "This word is so heroic! This is the poetry that a man should compose! It is much better than those Feifei sounds." ā€

And Fang Yuan's family's complexion was not very good-looking. Especially Fang Jie, he has read some sage books no matter how he says, so he naturally knows the gap between his words and Chen Xiaobai's words.

"On the white-haired fisherman Jiangzhu, I am used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ā€

When the last stroke fell, Chen Xiaobai threw away the branch and smiled. Although the porter is shameful, ancient poems generally do not have literary copyright, so Chen Xiaobai copied them with peace of mind.

Don't say that it's shameful to plagiarize other people's works, even in literature, everyone quotes ancient poems in their novels, what if Chen Xiaobai uses it?

"How about it? My uncle won!" Xiao Yu raised his little head, like a proud little peacock, and said proudly.

"Don't be complacent, there are still two rounds!" Fang Jie said fiercely.

"It's the same for a few more rounds!"

Chen Xiaobai happily wanted to give Xiaoyu a few kisses of love, Xiaoyu's sister must have been his own daughter in her last life!

"The first game is a comparison of words, then the second game is a comparison of drawing!" Gao Qingqing was also surprised, but he didn't expect Chen Xiaobai to really have a few hands. A country kid can read and write, and he is not afraid of power. It's really full of mystery.

"Drawing, painting?" Fang Jie was stunned, this aspect was not his strong point!

"What, there's a problem?" Gao Qingqing asked.

"No, how could there be? haha!" Fang Jie hurriedly snorted, he didn't want to lose face in front of Gao Qingqing, so he had to bite the bullet.

It didn't take long for Fang Jie to finish painting. At the same time, Chen Xiaobai painted it.

Fang Yuan looked at his son's paintings, and his head was suddenly full of black lines. I saw a tree that looked like a weed drawn on rice paper, but I don't know if it was a tree or grass.

Is it just like today? Fang Yuan was unwilling and was forced away by a mud leg, so what face did he have to stay in the court?

Let's take a look at Chen Xiaobai's paintings......

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting 100 Thunder Points!"

Nima, what the hell is this?! Looking at Chen Xiaobai with a simple face, everyone almost wanted to vomit blood.