When Su Zhe casually said, "I know a little bit about it", everyone thought he was doing a variety show.

The sailors were still joking, but they saw him skillfully pick up the brush and stand by the table, the tip of the pen brushing lightly on the inkstone, with a contemplative expression on his face, as if he was thinking about the content of the pen.

[What an elegant and noble son! ] 】

[Win before you write!] It feels more imposing than a calligraphy master. 】

[Haha, even if Su Zhe draws eggs on rice paper, I am willing to buy them at a high price. 】

The camera pushed to Su Zhe's thinking face little by little.

I saw that after thinking for a moment, he seemed to think of what he was writing, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

[Ah, love love! 】

[Side face killing! ] Brother kill me! 】

The live broadcast photographer is very professional, and the picture gradually flows from Su Zhe's close-up of his face to his hands-

The bones are distinct, slightly tendoned, and the slender and white fingers gently pinch the inky black barrel, which is more and more attractive.

[I didn't know I was in hand until just now.] 】

[I really want to be touched by these hands! 】

[Don't pinch the pen, pinch mine.] 】

[The barrage is becoming more and more rebellious, and the are reaping the taste. 】

Su Zhe shook his wrist lightly, his movements were light and elegant, the tip of the pen swiped across the paper, and the ink slowly penetrated, forming smooth and powerful lines.

A line of words slowly emerged under his pen:

[A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way]

It was only at this time that the attention of the sailors was removed from Su Zhe's hand and paid attention to the words he wrote:

[Laugh at me, a gentleman loves money, and he takes it in a good way? ] Mock Dong Jinwen in the face! 】

[Hahaha, Su Zhe is too capable, pointing to Sang scolding Huai, Yin and Yang are full of weirdness. 】

[Old fans reported that Su Zhe was the king, and Cai Zifeng was dumbfounded every time. 】

The barrage laughed, and the photographer also made trouble, directly aiming at Dong Jinwen.

His face was very bad, and he stared at Su Zhe's writing, which caused the sailors to laugh.

They thought that Dong Jinwen was stunned and his face was ugly, but they didn't know that what shocked him even more was Su Zhe's level-

Why is it so well written? Better than him!

After Su Zhe finished writing, the photographer hurriedly turned the lens around and showed the complete line of words.

The barrage was surprised:

[Huh? So well written? 】

[This is called knowing a little bit about one or two? The level is too high! 】

[I don't feel worse than my grandfather's writing.] 】

[It's really good-looking, who just said that Su Zhe would definitely not be able to write, otherwise it would have been shown a long time ago? ] 】

[Hehe, don't you know, Su Zhe is a treasure star, you never know what skills he hid. 】

The guests were even more shocked and stared at the calligraphy work in disbelief:

"Su Zhe, do you really know how to write calligraphy? I haven't seen you practice calligraphy before. ”

"I don't know calligraphy, but it really feels good."

"Are people good-looking or words good-looking?"

"It's all good-looking!"

Su Zhe raised his eyebrows at them, looked at Dong Jinwen with a smile, and said yin and yang:

"Master Dong, give me some pointers?"

——A senior calligraphy, dare to point out my top calligraphy?

Dong Jinwen was silent for a moment, then shook his head and sighed:

"As a star, it is really rare to be able to write this kind of words, but it is a pity that there is no form and lack of charm. It doesn't matter, after practicing for a few more decades and accumulating heritage, there is no possibility of becoming a master. ”

When the sugarcanes heard these words, they were overjoyed and shouted loudly:

[Thank you, Master Dong, for your recognition! ] My brother is very good, and he has the opportunity to become a master of calligraphy. 】

[Teacher Dong is very generous, even if he is sarcastic, he gives a high evaluation. 】

Su Zhe heard Dong Jinwen's comment, and then saw the barrage, and the whole person was stunned:

Is this called a high rating?

Dong Jinwen's calligraphy level is not as good as Su Zhe's, how dare he evaluate him as "tangible and godless"?

Who gave him the face?

But in the barrage, none of the sailors felt that something was wrong, and thought that Dong Jinwen was praising Suzhe.

Su Zhe suddenly realized:

Even if you know calligraphy, it is impossible for you to reach the top level, how can you tell the subtle difference between the advanced and the top?

It's not sports, it can be measured in 0.01 seconds, and you can't talk nonsense with your eyes open.

"There is no form and no spirit, no verve?" Su Zhe squinted his eyes and shot his gaze at Dong Jinwen.

Dong Jinwen looked calm:

"I don't see a soul in your words."

He deliberately used this kind of pretentious and mysterious words as an evaluation, firstly, he could not find the flaws of Su Zhe's calligraphy, and secondly, it was difficult for Su Zhe to refute.

Su Zhe also found that he could not refute it at all, because in the art of art, the authority almost monopolized the right to evaluate.

Unlike movies, where professionals boast wildly, the audience can also give low scores and scold bullshit.

But the artwork, the authority says that it is good, the market price is high, and ordinary people will only think that they can't understand it because they lack artistic literacy, and they dare not scold bullshit at will.

So at this moment, Dong Jinwen said that Su Zhe was "tangible and godless", and he was "tangible and godless", so his top calligraphy was not comparable to Dong Jinwen's high-level calligraphy.

"No wonder the Cultural and Communication Association values monopoly so much and doesn't want me to interfere."

Su Zhe looked at Dong Jinwen mockingly, but saw that he did not dodge at all, and he had no shame at all.

This scene, the guests at the scene couldn't understand it, and the sailors couldn't understand it, and they didn't understand why Dong Jinwen was clearly "praising Su Zhe", but the relationship between the two was even colder.

Even some people think that Su Zhe has a small belly and chicken intestines, and he doesn't know what to do.

Only in the expert group, a professor who studied the history of calligraphy was extremely shocked, holding his head and shouting:

"How dare he! How dare Dong Jinwen say that?! ”

The other experts looked at him and asked puzzledly:

"Isn't Dong Jinwen's evaluation quite high?"

"Yes, it's a bit arrogant, but it's sincere."

The professor was furious:

"Honest fart! He also deserves to comment on Su Zhe's calligraphy? ”

He directly paused the live broadcast, stopped at the calligraphy, and shouted:

"Is this called no verve? The irony and disdain contained in these eight words are all blowing in the face! ”

The others looked at each other, couldn't help but look at the professor, and asked hesitantly:

"You mean, Su Zhe's calligraphy is more powerful than Dong Jinwen's evaluation?"

The professor immediately nodded:

"It's not more powerful than his evaluation, it's more powerful than him Dong Jinwen! Much more powerful! ”

All the experts were dumbfounded-

Su Zhe's calligraphy level is more powerful than Dong Jinwen, whose works are worth millions?!

The calligraphy professor hesitated for a moment, then said:

"In my opinion, Su Zhe can even call it a ...... The best of our time. ”

Whoa!

Many of the experts stood up abruptly, knocked their chairs down, and looked at the professor in amazement:

"Seriously?"

"Just kidding!"

"Contemporary first? He's so young! ”

The professor pointed to the paused live stream:

"The words are placed here, you don't look at the words, look at the age?"

A group of experts stared at the picture and couldn't help but say:

"Don't say it, the more I look at it, the more I feel charm."

"That's right, I didn't look closely at it just now, but now it looks perfect."

"Although the price of calligraphy is not high, if it is the world's first calligrapher and the first work to be unveiled publicly, I am afraid that it will be priceless."

They watched obsessively for a long time before they remembered that they had to evaluate, so they quickly recorded it truthfully and resumed the live broadcast.

After resuming the live broadcast, they found that Su Zhe had taken the guests to play the game.

And the priceless calligraphy he wrote was stacked aside; On the contrary, Dong Jinwen's words are being carefully framed by Shen Deyang.

"Buy and return the pearls!"

"Tyrannical Creatures!"

"If you don't cherish it, give it to me! I definitely don't sell for money, I stay and pass it on. ”

A group of experts screamed bitterly, but they didn't dare to contact the program team because of the request not to show up.

This made them feel more and more heartache, and they could hardly breathe.

When they pulled out their reluctant eyes from the calligraphy works, Su Zhe had already started playing games with the guests-

Smash the water polo!

To put it simply, one group of people lies down on one side of the wall according to the rules, and the other group throws water balloons on the other side of the wall.

(Refer to the game of "Run")

After reading the introduction to the rules, the experts couldn't help but discuss:

"Does this game seem simple and interesting? Viewers like to watch smashing water polo? ”

"And what does it have to do with the promotion of national treasures? How did "Manuscript for the Sacrifice of Nephews" suddenly turn into a water polo smashing game? ”

Of course, it has a relationship, and the rules continue to point out that the two groups should first write on rice paper, stick it on the ground, and touch the written words on the ground according to the other party's requirements, and then they will naturally lie on the ground.

(I change the floor equivalent to the running game with a writing brush)

According to the rules, the guests of the Xiaoao group held brushes and wrote crookedly on each piece of rice paper, and only one was written on each piece of rice paper.

When the sailors saw the words they wrote, they couldn't help but laugh:

[This is normal performance!] Hahaha, it's written like a dog. 】

[Actually, Cheng Lanyun's pen is very good-looking, but obviously he has never practiced brushing. 】

[Instantly balanced, after Su Zhe finished writing, I thought that only I didn't know calligraphy. 】

When they were done, they showed it to the crossing group.

Su Zhe said:

"Ward, evil, sword, law, sunflower, flower, treasure, classic...... You're pretty good at picking words. ”

Li Wenshi said with a smile:

"Senior brother, who made "Smiling Proud Jianghu" the most famous exercises now?"

[That's right, I was stunned when I saw "If you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace", Su Zhe is too disgusted. 】

[I really don't know what Su Zhe's mind thinks. 】

[These two exercises have become classic exercises of comprehensive martial arts, and they are specially used to pit people. 】

After displaying all the words, the crossing group retreated behind a wall, and the Xiaoao group pasted the written rice paper on the mat on the ground.

After they covered the mats, Su Zhe casually reported:

"Law, Aoi, Sword, Pi!"

The sailors looked at it curiously, and saw that Qiu Jiacheng put his left and right feet and left and right hands on the rice paper on which Su Zhe read the words, and the whole person was lying on his back on the mat in the shape of a large character.

After he lay down, Su Zhe still stood behind the wall, picked up a balloon filled with water, and asked:

"Jiacheng, are you ready?"

Qiu Jiacheng just wanted to speak, but heard Li Wenshi shouting at him:

"Don't answer! Don't answer! Don't answer! ”

Qiu Jiacheng reacted:

Su Zhe wants to cheat him out of his position!

"Senior Brother Linghu is so insidious......" he lip-tipped at the camera and complained.

[Haha, did you know? 】

[This young man is not Su Zhe's opponent at all. 】

Su Zhe didn't get a response, and he wasn't frustrated, he raised the water balloon, found a random middle spot, and threw it to the other side of the wall-

Syllable!

"Hahaha!"

Su Zhe only heard a crazy laugh from the other side of the wall, and his face was strange:

"Smashed? Why is he laughing in the same group? It's too disunited, isn't it? ”

The other guests in the Xiaoao group didn't want to laugh either, but they couldn't help it, because the water balloon thrown by Su Zhe was impartial and happened to hit Qiu Jiacheng's crotch.

Qiu Jiacheng's facial features were wrinkled, and his expression was painful and embarrassed.

(Reference image, in the bull's-eye)

When the barrage saw his expression, he almost died of laughter-

[Hahaha, smashed Qiu Jiacheng's vital point! ] 】

[He can't get over it? 】

[It doesn't matter, anyway, Senior Brother Lin wants to practice the "Sword Technique to Warse Off Evil Spirits", so there is no need for it. It's just pity for the little sister. 】

[It's simple, Su Zhe has to make the little junior brother a eunuch in and out of the play! ] 】

At this time, Su Zhe listened to the laughter with a confused face, and continued to throw the water balloon at the same angle and strength.

- So he smashed Xiao Qiu Jia again.

Everyone laughed even more.

Even the experts, who were still questioning the game, couldn't help but laugh together when they saw this scene:

"This young man is too unlucky, isn't he? Hahaha! ”

"If it wasn't a live broadcast, I suspect it was a pre-designed script, which is too coincidental."

"I have a hunch that this clip will become a famous scene."

As they expected, during the live broadcast, the clip spread to the Internet, forming a small hot search-

#林平之又自宫了#

When Su Zhe threw all the water balloons, all of them smashed on Xiao Qiu Jiacheng, and walked out of the wall, he knew the target he had hit.

He was stunned, he wanted to laugh but was embarrassed, so he could only hold back and ask Qiu Jiacheng:

"Brother, are you okay?"

[Does he want to ask, "Brother, are you okay", or "Is your brother okay"? 】

[One meaning......

Qiu Jiacheng looked hurt and looked at Su Zhe with resentment-

Since following Mr. Su, although the results of his works are very dazzling, he was first shaved and then his younger brother was smashed, which is simply ...... Ah, letters!

Su Zhe held back a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and defended himself:

"You can't blame me, who made you write such an unlucky exercise? How good is it to write 'Star Absorbing Dafa'...... Wait, it feels like it's going to suck the water balloon over. Write 'Dugu Nine Swords', breaking the ball, it will definitely not be smashed. ”

The guests of the crossing group laughed at Qiu Jiacheng for a long time, and finally it was their turn to be the target.

The Xiaoao group strongly demands:

"We're going to smash Su Zhe! Come on! Let Jiacheng take revenge! ”

Su Zhe shrugged, picked up the rice paper directly, splashed ink, and wrote a string of rare words:

【Green ......】

The guests of the Xiaoao group were all dumbfounded:

"What is this? It looks like a mess of garbled characters. ”

"How do you pronounce it?"

"Su Zhe, you can't write nonsense, do you? Is this the word? ”

The sailors were also stunned and asked the same question, but fortunately, someone had a fast Internet speed and wrote the pronunciation -

[I checked it, and it should be read: Dawo Rabonsi Bar Dai Chunbei Green Dibu ......]

[Who can know this?] Su Zhe relies on his high culture and bullies people! 】

[Su Zhe is too smart, immediately find a way to win this game. 】

After Su Zhe finally finished writing, he said refreshed:

"I guarantee that it is all words with my personality, first say it, I must pronounce it correctly, and then I will touch the corresponding words. Take a closer look, you should know something, right? ”

Li Wenshi looked at the past word by word and read:

"I only know - Wo Si Chun Lu (I'm a stupid donkey)!"

Hearing her read these four words, the guests couldn't help laughing, and the barrage was occupied by [hahahaha].

Li Wenshi was stunned for a moment before she reacted and shouted:

"Senior brother, you are so bad!"

Su Zhe smiled and shrugged:

"I write so many words, you know these four, blame me?"

He smiled and urged the laughing group:

"When I'm done, I'll hide behind the wall, and I'm going to put up rice paper."

Cheng Lanyun showed a smile on his face, and after he finished pasting, he said to the guests in the same group with a smile:

"Don't worry, I just used my phone to find out the pronunciation. Today we let Su Zhe - smart but clever mistaken! ”

The other guests were overjoyed and laughed together.

On the other side of the wall, Su Zhe's nervous voice came:

"Master, what about the friendship between master and apprentice?"

Cheng Lanyun smiled evilly:

"Today, I have to clean up the teacher's door! Apprentice, let you be clever, listen up - Darabang (龘)! ”

After reading it, she couldn't help but think in her mind:

"Although it's a rare word, it's quite easy to pronounce."

(End of chapter)