The eyes of a group of people are focused on Yang Can's body, to see if he dares to use such pen and ink?

Yang Can picked up the demon beast brush in his hand, his mind was calm, and he entered the state of Tai Chi. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Suddenly, an aura almost Dao permeated his body, making his figure full of mystery.

"This son is extraordinary. Even if it was Qian Lao, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and even he had a feeling that he couldn't see through Yang Can.

Ye Linshi and Yu Shaoyan couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts, but they didn't expect that they still underestimated Yang Can in the end.

As for Leng Jing, he was even more chilled in his heart, and he was afraid that the plan to deal with Yang Can would have to be stepped up.

Yu Dong and Ye Chen looked disapproving, with their realm, they couldn't see Yang Can's mysteries, they just thought he was pretending.

"Hehe, if this guy's handwriting is not good, it will inevitably give everyone an impression, and then he will have the opportunity to act. Yu Dong and Ye Chen glanced at each other, and they had the same heart.

Yang Can held the Zihao pen in his hand, and wrote on the treasure page, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, and there was no stagnation.

The fragrance of ink continued to spread out, forming plum blossom-like ink flowers, falling in front of everyone.

Everyone felt a shock, a fragrance that was timeless and long-lasting, and unforgettable.

Yang Can also wrote the second half of this birthday message: "Drunk waves, singing and dancing." From now on, the cane is in the south stream, and the day is reserved for the king. Hearing the Emperor of Juntian, he frequently served jade spring wine, and the crown admired the dragon tower. Hurry up to the stars, and your name and surname are Jinou. ”

The handwriting of the whole poem, like a dragon of ink, keeps swimming on the paper, as if it is about to break the paper and fly away in the blink of an eye.

Not to mention this poem, these words alone can be called Mobao, but they don't have the strength and are full of it.

On the treasure paper, a faint yellow halo is emitted, like the heating emitted by topaz, which gives this layer of words a layer of mystery.

Yang Can sang while writing, and when he finished writing, the chanting just stopped.

It's just that the afterglow of that one after another is still echoing in the sky, making people's hearts emit a lasting shock.

Ji Yi was stunned, he wanted to say something to praise Yang Can, but there was nothing to say, in this situation, all words lost their meaning.

Yu Dong and Ye Chen have always been extremely conceited, and now for the first time in front of Yang Can, they feel ashamed.

In the past, they were born with a sense of superiority with a good family background and excellent talent, but now, they are also gone.

Ye Linshi and Yu Shaoyan have always regarded Yang Can as a hairy boy, but now they feel threatened by him.

As for Leng Jing, it was even more difficult to sit on the side, the more powerful Yang Can was, the more remorseful he felt in his heart, hating that he didn't start earlier.

Qian Lao was speechless in amazement for a while, only said "you", and let out a long sigh.

The people in the field, one counts as one, they were all stunned, they didn't expect to see the birth of a rare treasure.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, your realm is not enough. Otherwise, this poem alone can increase people's longevity. Qian Lao settled down, and then said with infinite emotion.

A group of people were shocked by Qian Lao's words, you know, those of them who are on the path of cultivation know even more that life is precious.

However, watching this birthday message, if it takes a long time, maybe you will realize a lot of things. It's really a strange treasure, this time, it's really born to you. Qian Lao said with a smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, Qian Lao's admiration for Yang Can became higher and higher, and a group of people couldn't help but look at each other in shock.

Yu Dong and Ye Chen were so angry that they wanted to hit the wall, originally Yang Can didn't have a chance to make such a show, but they forced them out.

Ji Yi's heart blossomed: "Old Qian, what about this preface?"

Qian Lao shook his head and sighed: "One yard is one yard." I'm old, and I cherish it very much, and I really don't want to clear my name in the past, and I don't want to enter into the disputes of the past. Please forgive me for this. ”

At first glance, many people expressed their understanding that if Qian Lao really made this head, then he would have more trouble in the future.

Those relatives and friends, old friends, may come to the door and add a lot of disturbances to him.

Yu Dong sneered on the side: "I'm curious, a poet, will the novels he writes have a sour smell?"

As soon as these words came out, Yu Shaoyan couldn't help but snort coldly, extremely dissatisfied, obviously blaming Yu Dong for having nothing to do.

Since Qian Lao has said that he will no longer give people a preface, then this matter will simply be forgotten in the past, why bother to cause more disputes?

Ji Yi's heart moved: "Old Qian, since you don't want to make a preface, we are not reluctant, but this book, please give me some advice, it will be completed, right?"

Qian Lao nodded: "If I don't show it to you, I will never be able to do it." But I said the ugly thing in the front, I can read this book, but I don't want to make a preface. ”

Yu Shaoyan couldn't help but put his mind at ease, he knew that Qian Lao had always been very reputable.

Ji Yi took out the manuscript, took out three, and handed it to Qian Lao respectfully.

Qian Lao read the manuscript with a provocative gaze, and after only reading the beginning, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Hey, I really can't imagine that such a young man has such an old and spicy style?"

Anyone who knows Qian Lao is surprised, he has always disliked to praise people, and now this is, what evil has he committed?

The people of the Yu family were taken aback, they were most worried, afraid that Qian Lao would be moved by Yang Can's draft.

Qian Lao's reading speed was too fast, and the three manuscripts were quickly read by him.

A group of people are looking at Qian Lao, they are all looking forward to it, they want to see Qian Lao, what do they think of this draft?

Who knows, each of them was disappointed, not to mention seeing through Qian Lao's heart, and even his face couldn't be seen clearly.

Everyone knows that Qian Lao is using a magical method, and no one knows why he did it.

Qian Lao stretched out his hand very calmly: "Is there anything else?"

Ji Yi had no choice but to hand over some manuscripts, because he was afraid of leaking the content, he kept most of it.

The speed at which Qian Lao reads is really too fast, like watching a horse, which is breathtaking.

In just a moment, Qian Lao finished reading the manuscript in his hand, and he let out a long sigh.

"Yang Can, it's really ridiculous, with the little thing you wrote, you actually want Qian Lao to write a preface, I really don't know how to write it. Yu Dong said with a sneer.

This is the voice of many people, but they don't have the courage to say it in front of Qian Lao.

Yu Dong has no taboos, his eyes are red with anger, as long as he can suppress Yang Can, he will spare no effort to do it.

"Shut up. This time it was no one else's turn, Yu Shaoyan roared angrily, his face was pale.

After all, Yu Dong is still young and impulsive, and even Yu Shaoyan does not dare to act rashly before he sees the truth clearly.

Ji Yi said expectantly: "What is wrong with this manuscript, please ask Mr. Qian for more advice." ”

"Advice, don't dare to be. Elder Qian let out a long sigh, not knowing how to speak for a while.

The people on the field were stunned, did they hear it wrong? Even the scholars who had retired for many years and the figures who were expected to be promoted to Confucianism did not dare, and they instructed Yang Can's manuscript, was it so good that it was against the sky? Or was it so bad that even Qian Lao was unwilling to say more?

Yu Dong sneered, he thought that it must be Yang Can's writing that was too bad, and Qian Lao was reluctant to say more because he cared about face.

Otherwise, if Yang Can really writes well, it will be impossible.

How difficult it is to write a manuscript, the people of the Yu family know best, they have made a living from it for thousands of years.

I don't know how many people, like a big wave sweeping sand, are ruthlessly abandoned because they have no talent.

Yu Dong is a rare figure in the Yu family, but even he often runs out of talent, and when he is anxious, even his hair is about to break.

Unless you are truly a genius, writing is based on experience and requires a great deal of energy.

Everyone looked at Qian Lao, and they didn't know why there was a trace of regret on his face.

"I said that I would not write a preface to this book, and I still hold on to my point of view. Qian Lao took a deep breath and said.

After finishing speaking, Qian Lao turned around and walked into the inner hall, leaving a group of people talking about it.

Ji Yi's face showed an extremely disappointed look, he was full of hope that with the quality of this book, he would impress Qian Lao?

"Could it be that I was really wrong?" Ji Yi sighed in his heart, he couldn't even impress Qian Lao, how could he impress thousands of readers?

"Yang Can, this time, what else do you have to say? Let me tell you, you are just too arrogant. Yu Dong couldn't help but speak.

Yu Shaoyan did not stop Yu Dong this time, and now the situation is basically clear, so there is no need to scruple too much.

"Don't try to reach the sky in one step, let's start with the basics. Writing a novel is not a simple matter. Ye Chen couldn't help but jump out.

More and more people began to talk about it one after another, and every word was implied with accusations and ridicule.

Ye Linshi and the others didn't speak, there were these little characters, plus some vassal forces, it was enough to criticize Yang Can to the fullest.

Especially Yu Shaoyan, a stone fell to the ground in his heart, and he finally completely swept away the hidden dangers brought by Yang Can, and his heart was very happy.

Yang Can didn't say anything to fight back, he always felt that there seemed to be something hidden in this matter.

If such a good text and such a good plot can't impress Qian Lao, it can only show one thing, this Qian Lao is completely wasted.

Qian Lao strode out of the inner hall, and his face was so excited that he couldn't hold it back.

"Good news, good news. Qian Lao only smiled with one face, like a blooming chrysanthemum, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

A group of people were stunned, they hadn't seen it for a long time, Qian Lao smiled so happily, just like an ordinary person who picked up a gold ingot.

"I don't know if there is any happy event, please say it and share it. "A rich old friend, joking on the side.

"The saint of the Holy Courtyard promised to give Yang Can this manuscript as a preface. Qian Lao took a deep breath and said in a calm tone as much as possible.

Like five thunderbolts, the people in the field were stunned, only smelling the cup in their hands and the sound of it falling to the ground. (To be continued.) )