Once again, none of the onlookers felt that there was any difference between this time and the countless previous times. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, it was this time that Su Lin's demon pen stood on the sand.

"Standing?"

Su Ye's eyes also burst with a burst of essence, and he exclaimed, "Is Su Lin a success?"

Sure enough, the next moment, Su Lin twisted his arm vigorously, then held the pen, held it tightly, and slammed it away, brushing and writing a word on the sand.

"Written out!"

"Really! President Su really has two hits!"

"But what kind of word is that! It still looks a little ugly!"

"It's a Su character! Indeed, it's twisted and twisted, it's not decent at all!"

......

On the 100-pound sandy floor, the word "Su" appeared in a twisted and pinched manner, which looked completely like the handwriting of a child who had just learned to write.

If you just look at this word, who can imagine that this is written by Su Lin, who is known as Su Zhenguo?

"Good!

However, completely different from others, Zhang Yiyi couldn't help but applaud after seeing the Su character written by Su Lin.

"Strange! Zhang Yiyi, what's wrong?"

"That's right! Su Lin's handwriting is so ugly, it is completely different from him, how can he still cheer for Su Lin?"

"Listening to this tone, it doesn't look like I'm ironic about Su Lin!"

"I can't figure it out! Zhang Yiyi's temper is already very strange!"

......

Fang Hui on the side was also stunned for a moment, looked at the Su character on the ground, and said suspiciously: "It took so long for Su Lin to barely write on this sandy ground, clan brother, I'm afraid it is really impossible for him to win a sum now!"

"I've seen Zhang Yiyi writing on the sand. Not to mention this hundred-pound sandy land, even the sandy land next to it that needs to be written by a thousand pounds, he can also write. Fang Junjie narrowed his eyes and said with a slight smile, "But this Su Lin's talent is really a little terrifying, and in such a short period of time, he has already mastered the method of writing on a hundred catties of sand." ”

"What's the use of being a genius, this time Surin will definitely lose. Fang Hui nodded helplessly, and said with a wry smile, "Sure enough, there are many capable people, and there are so many hidden masters and geniuses in our Wu Kingdom's Guozijian alone. Thinking about the past, I still looked complacent in the Jian'an Mansion, which is really ...... It's ridiculous. ”

Everyone actually has this feeling like Fang Hui at this time, if they are within the scope of their own small circle and gain a sense of superiority, they will think that they are superior everywhere, and they are geniuses and the center of everyone's attention, but once they leave the existing small circle and go to the broader world, they will be like frogs sitting in a well and watching the sky, feeling ashamed of their shallow understanding in the past, and they can't wait to find a crack to get into.

......

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Su Lin immediately put away the pen, then smiled slightly, walked to Zhang Yi, and made a gesture of please: "Brother Zhang, I have finished practicing the pen, we can compete." ”

Crash!

As soon as Su Lin said this, everyone exclaimed even more.

"What's going on? Surin is going to compete?"

"Isn't it time that hasn't passed yet?

"I think, maybe Su Lin thinks that he can't win if he continues to practice, so why be embarrassed here!"

"Yes! If it were me, I would definitely choose to end the competition earlier, at least to save a little credit. Otherwise, if you really let Su Lin practice like this for another hour, wouldn't it be a waste of a lot of credits?"

......

In fact, not only everyone, but also Zhang Yiyi frowned, and persuaded Su Lin: "Brother Su, there is still half an hour left, you can practice the penmanship more familiarly, let's try again, although the time is not early, but there is no hurry!"

"No, I think I've practiced enough. ”

Su Lin was confident, put the demon pen in front of him, and said confidently.

"Su Lin, think about it again!"

Su Ye was a little anxious on the side, he looked at the crooked and ugly word "Su" on the sand, his face was also red and hot, and he felt very embarrassed.

"Don't think about it, Brother Zhang, come on! Let me see and see, Brother Zhang's penmanship!"

Standing in front of the hundred catties of sand, Su Lin said very calmly, naturally the stroke was not sure that he was afraid because of this, and laughed out loud...... Brother Su, today you have shown me the temper of a true genius! You have just mastered the method of writing on the sand, and you are going to compete with me, even if you lose to me, you are proud enough. ”

Saying this, Zhang Yiyi is not arrogant, in fact, he wants to use this sentence to tell Su Lin that even if he loses, it is nothing, and he should not have any psychological shadows.

If it is not a personal enmity, if it is not a personal enmity, generally speaking, they will not tie their hearts before the competition, so as not to bring psychological shadows because of a competition exchange, which will outweigh the losses.

"It's the same for you, Brother Zhang, it's just a matter of learning. ”

Su Lin nodded, he actually didn't have the certainty of winning a single stroke, but as he said before, he didn't care about the outcome of the competition at all, he just wanted to feel the feeling of practicing his pen and heart on the sand.

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow spills down, which suddenly makes the scene even more interesting.

It was in such a scene that Zhang Yiyi also took out his Wenbao, for the sake of fairness, he obviously had a university scholar Wenbao, but he just took out a wolf pen at the level of Shiwen Bao, and there was a very strong smell of blood on the tip of the pen, which was made from a wolf pack in the Western Desert and killed the first wolf.

"Brother Su, since the way of the competition is my choice, then please ask Brother Su to choose a specific article!"

Zhang Yiyi made a gesture of invitation to Su Lin, and the two competed, and they needed to write the same article together, and whoever finished writing on the sand first would make a judgment.

"In that case, how about the "Lisao" of the saint Qu?"

Su Lin thought for a moment and said.

"I also have a good heart, although I have not regretted it even though I have died......! Let's just "Lisao"!"

nodded, Zhang Yiyi obviously loves the spirit in "Lisao" very much.

The two of them held their pens and stood on this side of the sand, everyone in the audience held their breath, this battle between dragons and tigers, will there really be no suspense? Su Lin, who even wrote a distorted Su character just now, can he really be on the same level as Zhang Yiyi?

"Let's go!"

After Su Lin gave the order, the two of them started writing almost at the same time......