In the face of Zhou Liangyin's troubles, Zuo Minan did not respond, but just looked at him curiously.

This old thing was quite normal when he was young, but now he is getting older and more picturesque, and he actually learns the same way as young people?

When people are old, they will live in peace, and they will suffer a big loss if they show their edge!

Just thinking about it, I saw Zhou Liangyin beckoning behind him and calling, "Chuntao, didn't you say before that you wanted to write a pair of words for Zuo Lao?" ”

"Take advantage of today's good opportunity, why don't you show Zuo Lao?"

Out of the crowd came a young man with square-framed eyes and a pigtail on the back of his head.

After coming to Zhou Liangyin's side, he bowed slightly and said hello to Master, and then bowed to Zuo Min'an, "Hello Zuo senior." ”

Not to mention the rest, I can't find fault with this etiquette alone.

"Pen! Ink! Paper! Inkstone! ”

Yang Chuntao obviously understood the truth that too many words must be lost, and according to the original plan, he greeted the clerk waiting at the door.

A moment later, a long table was brought in, on which were placed the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that had been prepared.

Yang Chuntao took a step forward, dipped his pen in ink under the gaze of everyone, and wrote down two ancient poems with enthusiasm.

And when he came back, everyone looked at it, but it was just a glance, and his face suddenly changed greatly!

I saw that the white paper clearly wrote:

It's already old, don't say when you're a teenager!

Looking back, you will feel guilty, and you will still be unbearable!

is a simple four sentences, but it reveals a thick humiliation, is this celebrating a birthday? This is obviously not taking Zuo Min'an into account.

"Smack!"

The next moment, I saw Fang Chao, who was originally standing behind Zuo Min'an, take a step forward and slammed it on the long table.

"Too much deception!"

He pointed at Yang Chuntao angrily, his face flushed with anger.

Although I want to scold a few words out loud, most of the people around me are elders in the music industry, and if I really scold, I am afraid that it will attract everyone's laughter.

But the depression in my heart can't be expressed!

On the other hand, Zuo Min'an was still full of smiles, and there was not the slightest dissatisfaction on his face, but he took a few steps forward and looked carefully.

Under everyone's gaze, Zuo Min'an nodded appreciatively after observing for a while, "Fang Chao, wrap it up for me when the ink is dry, this word is quite good." ”

As soon as these words came out, many people secretly gave a thumbs up.

is worthy of Zuo Lao, this heart is simply extraordinary!

After reading these four lines of poetry, the description of "vomiting blood in anger" may be an exaggeration, but it will definitely not be like Zuo Min'an.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Liangyin secretly frowned.

In his original assumption, when this poem appeared, Zuo Min'an would inevitably be angry and thunderous, and no matter how bad it was, he would leave with his sleeves up.

In this way, he can find someone to publicize it in the circle, and when the time comes, he will say that Zuo Minan does not know good intentions, and he will embarrass his juniors in person.

But he never thought that he didn't take these lines of poetry seriously at all.

…

in the corner.

Wang Hao stretched out his elbow and touched Guo Xiaoxue's arm beside him, and angrily pouted at Yang Chuntao's location, asking, "What is this kid doing?" I suddenly feel like punching him, can you help me find a sack? ”

"Huh?"

Guo Xiaoxue suddenly looked confused.

You are also a star with nearly 100 million fans on the whole network, why do you just want to beat people when you open and close your mouth? And it seems that he is still ready to knock a wave of stuffy sticks?

Guo Xiaoxue only thought he was joking, and didn't think much about it in his heart, but explained: "His name is Yang Chuntao, he is a well-known talent in Huaxia Academy of Literature, he is proficient in poetry, writing and painting, and he should have joined Zhou Liangyin's disciple last year." ”

As she spoke, she added: "Oh, by the way, Zhou Liangyin is a visiting professor at Huaxia Academy of Literature, in addition to being a famous actor in the music industry, he also serves as a teacher and educate. ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao suddenly sneered: "Heh, being a teacher means that knowledge and morality can be used as an example for students to learn, but I think this week, tsk ......."

In this environment where the pins were almost audible, Wang Hao's undisguised disdain and ridicule suddenly came into everyone's ears.

Zhou Liangyin turned around suddenly, and a little coldness gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Junior, what do you mean by that?"

Wang Hao shrugged his shoulders and said unceremoniously: "In a certain sense, students can be called the shadow of the teacher, and most of the students' behaviors are also influenced by the teacher. ”

For example, in this poem, I especially like the last sentence "The person is unbearable", which simply expresses his own image exactly the same! ”

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"I have to say that being able to make such a pertinent evaluation of myself is actually quite powerful."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Liangyin and Yang Chuntao's faces couldn't help but sink.

While speaking, Wang Hao looked at Yang Chuntao and said with a smile: "Actually, I won't tell you, I will still look at a little bit of physiognomy, this big brother looks like Yintang is black, there may be a bloody disaster in the near future, you must pay more attention!" ”

Listening to Wang Hao's words, Guo Xiaoxue couldn't help but turn around after all.

She was afraid that she would not be able to help laughing out loud, Wang Hao's mouth was simply too poisonous, and Yang Chuntao's face changed after three or two sentences.

For a while, everyone cast curious glances.

This junior doesn't know whose family it is, even Zhou Liangyin dares to scare, and his words are full of ridicule, and in a few words, he ridiculed the master and apprentice fiercely.

"Good!"

Fang Chao couldn't help clenching his fists, the little junior brother's words were so exciting, he was so angry for him,

But at this time, Yang Chuntao suddenly took a step forward, glanced Wang Hao up and down, and said disdainfully: "What kind of ability is empty talking, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are all here, you have the ability to do it?" ”

"If you can write a better poem or a better word than this, I will tear it up with my own hands!"

Wang Hao immediately smiled, this is the opportunity he was waiting for!

He is too good at appearing in front of people......

"Hey, who's afraid of whom, I'll go up, don't cry when you come, your mother isn't here, no one can coax you when the time comes."

After replying unceremoniously, Wang Hao walked towards the square table.

As he walked, he activated the skill customization function of the system in his mind.

"System, first give me a whole set of tall calligraphy skills, and then customize some birthday poems for me according to the three latitudes of "birthday banquet", "blessing" and "eternal circulation". ”

"I'm not afraid of spending as much popularity as possible, we have to earn back this face today!"

…

Wang Hao had been sitting in the corner for a long time just now, and under his observation, the situation on the scene gradually became clearer.

First of all, Guo Xiaoxue's grandfather,

This old man obviously came to see the excitement, of course, there may be some ideas to reconcile with it.

It's a pity that the contradictions between the two sides have been irreconcilable since Yang Chuntao wrote this extremely insulting poem.

The old man was frowning at this time and looking distressed, obviously having a headache about the situation in front of him.

And Zhou Liangyin and a group of disciples he brought, these people are completely here to do things, just to make Zuo Min'an's reputation stink!

Although Wang Hao didn't know what their real purpose was, today's apprenticeship banquet was set up for him, and if anyone dared to do something, they would not be able to get along with him!

It doesn't matter what kind of famous character you are, or you are a professor or a top student in a college, labor and management will not meet today!

The huge roulette wheel exuded a bright light, and this time the lottery time was a little long, and it seemed that the system was considering what kind of reward should be given to Wang Hao.

In order to get enough time, Wang Hao did not rush to take the pen before and after coming to the long table, but took care of himself and swallowed melon seeds.

Yang Chuntao, who watched this scene, couldn't help but feel a burst of fire.

He snorted coldly and mocked: "If you don't dare to write, go out quickly, I don't know where the unknown guy came from, it's embarrassing!" ”

"Still thinking about writing poetry? I don't think you can hold back a good word for a day. ”

Wang Hao was not annoyed, he squinted at him, the expression on his face seemed to be mocking and disdainful.

"Hehe, then keep your dog's eyes open! What is poetry! What is a word! ”

As soon as the words fell, the voice of the system suddenly sounded in my head.

"Ding: Deduct 10 million popularity points, reward: "The Font of the Book Sage Wang Xi"

"Ding: Deduct 1 million popularity points, reward: "100 Birthday Poems"

"Hey, it's rare, you didn't drop the chain for me this time!"

Even though more than 10 million popularity points were spent, Wang Hao did not feel distressed at all.

The first is Wang Xizhi's font.

That's a book saint!

What is the concept of a book saint?

The most powerful calligraphy master in the history of Blue Star, and there is no one!

Calligraphy, regular script, cursive, this book saint is all fine, but where the pen is a masterpiece that will last for centuries!

As for the 100 birthday poems, Wang Hao briefly checked them, and even saw many masterpieces that were familiar to him in his previous life.

The Tang and Song Dynasty families can be said to have everything!

…

Wang Hao's gaze skipped over Yang Chuntao, Zhou Liangyin and others, and finally fixed on Zuo Min'an, who was standing in front of the square table, and a smile of "treacherous plan succeeded" suddenly appeared on his face.

Looking at this smile, Zuo Minan was stunned at first, and suddenly understood it!

He believes that Wang Hao must not be the kind of person who talks about it, since he dares to stand in front of this long table, it means that he has the confidence to win.

And ...... for yourself Just wait and see!

For a while, everyone around cast curious glances.

For most people, especially those who are elderly, Wang Hao's appearance is very unfamiliar, and he is obviously not an insider.

But the other part of the younger generation who followed the family elders finally recognized Wang Hao's identity after carefully looking at it for a while.

The chatter rang out again,

"? Brother Hao? Why is he here? ”

"Huh? Isn't that the one who sings? Who invited him? ”

"Hey! Don't say anything! Shoot the video and make a fast sound! ”

"I've already posted on Weibo, hehe, I didn't expect Brother Hao to be able to calligraphy, I must let the brothers see it."

"Can you be literate and martial? 666Ahh

With the discussion of everyone, Wang Hao took off his sunglasses and put them aside, grabbed the brush and dipped it in the ink tray.

As Wang Hao twisted the pen barrel, he saw that the root of the brush and the belly of the pen were tumbling back and forth in the ink tray, until the ink was fully dipped in full, he raised his wrist slightly, and scraped the remaining ink at the edge of the ink tray, and then began to put down the pen.

It's just this ink-stained posture that makes the eyes of everyone around him shine.

As the saying goes, as soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one!

This set of flowing movements immediately convinced many elders on the scene, just from this action of dipping in ink, it can be seen that Wang Hao must have a deep attainment in calligraphy.

"Huh? Brother Hao can also write calligraphy? ”

Guo Xiaoxue couldn't help but exclaim, subconsciously took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and started recording like everyone else.

At the same time, Wang Hao had already written a poem on rice paper.

"Lvyetang opened and occupied Wuhua, and passers-by pointed out to Ling Gong's house."

"Let the peach and plum all over the world, why plant more flowers in front of the hall."

As the last flick fell, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth rose slightly, and he dipped the pen into the ink plate again.

At the same time, looking at the poem that fell on the rice paper, everyone at the long table was stunned!