Lin Mo glanced at them and chose to ignore them.

See this.

Su Haitian and his wife had nowhere to vent their anger.

Just as they were reluctant to give up, they planned to continue talking.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers from the Sakura country, and in their eyes, Miyamoto Kumaru swaggered and walked onto the stage with a rebellious face.

He held the microphone and said in standard Chinese:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm Kumamaru Miyamoto from the Sakura Country Sholuo Association, Miss Nalan's performance just now really amazed us, so for respect, I will present the calligraphy culture that belongs to my Sakura Country, I believe that you will definitely be amazed by it!"

The voice fell.

The people of the Sakura Country danced and cheered one after another, as if he was the god of the Sakura people.

Everyone in the Calligraphy Association frowned, but they didn't say much.

The first is that this person's subordinates just now left a deep impression on them, so as their boss, the calligraphy should be extraordinary.

The second is that this person is from the Shangluo Society, which is one of the top three national organizations in the Sakura Country, and the purpose of its creation is to harvest the cultures of various countries and take it for themselves.

At present, the Chinese medicinal materials of Huaguo are bought and produced in large quantities by the Shangluo Association every year, and it is shameless to claim that the traditional Chinese medicine culture is the national culture of the cherry blossom country.

Nalan Yan's dream face did not fluctuate, and her voice was cold: "Please!" ”

Standing in front of the rice paper, Miyamoto Kumaru handed his coat to his subordinates, and moved his ten fingers as if warming up.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the brush, and saw that the brush was like a long snake in his hand, moving quickly on the rice paper.

At first glance, I thought it was a ghost drawing, but when I looked closely, I found that each stroke was as elegant as the wind, giving people a sense of chic with a cherry blossom swordsman's sword.

Even, every word gives birth to a wisp of true meaning, which makes people resonate.

"This ...... This is the realm of a half-step calligraphy master, right? ”

The expressions of the crowd were shocked, and they couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

It is unimaginable that a gringo can cultivate calligraphy to such a level at such an age.

Seeing this, Nalan Yan's pretty face changed.

As a cultural family, she certainly knows what the appearance of true meaning represents.

Forming one's own style is the first step into the calligraphy master, and the birth of true meaning is the second step, which means that Miyamoto Kumaru has indeed surpassed her in calligraphy.

Distracted.

A line of text on rice paper came into view.

——Go to the sea of clouds and see the face of Nalan Shengshi——

Signed: Long live the cherry blossom country.

In a flash.

The people of the cherry blossom country cheered and danced in celebration.

In contrast, on the side of everyone in the sea of clouds, the atmosphere was silent.

They were listless, their faces were gloomy, they were slapped in the face at the door of their homes, and they rode to their necks to flirt with their goddesses, which was really uncomfortable.

However, what they didn't expect, and what was even more infuriating, was still to come.

Kumaru Miyamoto walked up to Nalan Yanmeng and made a gentlemanly salute: "Miss Nalan, can I invite you to lunch, and after the meal, we will have a good exchange of calligraphy." ”

The crowd was angry.

Who can't hear it, where is this exchange calligraphy, and it is clear that I am going to exchange bed skills.

It's shameless!!

Nalan Yanmeng also knew that the victory and defeat had been divided, even if she was uncomfortable in her heart, she could only say coldly: "It's not about communication, it should be me asking Mr. Miyamoto for advice." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

"My hotel is staying in the nearby Hilton, room 4001, you are welcome to come at any time, to ensure that after you come out, your calligraphy skills will be on the next level."

Kumamaru Miyamoto smiled evilly.

When everyone heard this, they were filled with righteous indignation: "Where did the cherry blossom devil come from, dare to be disrespectful to Miss Nalan." ”

"You miscellaneous hair, hurry up and get back from my country."

"If you still want to run Nalan Goddess, are you worthy of it?"

“……”

All kinds of angry scolding are endless.

Miyamoto Kumaru's face also turned a little cold, he glanced around, and said in the same extremely arrogant tone: "It turns out that Huaguo is full of people who play tricks, if you really want to be unconvinced, which of you will try it with me?" ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The crowd was like a deflated ball, silent.

"Huh, what? No one dares to fight, this sick man of East Asia is really right to describe you, waste is waste. ”

Hearing the other party's sarcastic voice, everyone was disgraced.

There was a sense of humiliation in my heart, as if I was going back to the years after the First Sino-Japanese War.

"Mr. Miyamoto, you've passed."

Nalan Yanmeng said unhappily.

Miyamoto Kumaru was noncommittal: "Miss Nalan, some dogs are too noisy, and if they don't teach them a lesson, they can't recognize who used to be their master." ”

On the side of the cherry blossom country, he shouted: "Long live the cherry blossom country!" Long live the country of cherry blossoms! ”

The meaning of humiliation is quite obvious.

The next moment.

A mellow voice came: "When did the subordinates of the Sakura Country be defeated and dare to be arrogant in this land again?" ”

"Since you want to compete, how about I compete with you?"

Turn around and look.

Lin Mo crossed Erlang's legs and got up calmly.

Su Haitian and his wife beside him widened their eyes: "Boy, what are you messing around, can't you see the other party's superb pen power?" ”

"If you want to be embarrassed, don't bring the Su family!"

As they spoke, they hurriedly kept a distance from Lin Mo.

Tang Wenbin stepped forward and asked excitedly in a low voice: "Mr. Lin, do you really want to make a move?" ”

He knew that the other party's calligraphy skills were exquisite, which could be called unfathomable, and he was an absolute master of Dacheng.

Lin Mo said lightly: "Originally, I was not interested, but who called these people from the Calligraphy Association too uncompetitive, and they were bullied by the mongrels defeated by the ancestors." ”

He didn't lower his voice when he said this, and when everyone heard it, their faces were ashamed, and they muttered, "Who is he?" ”

"It's like his calligraphy can beat the other party?"

Nalan Yanmeng hesitated and said, "Mr. Lin......"

As soon as the words came out,

was interrupted by Lin Mo waving his hand: "You stand aside, I'll compete with him." ”

"Oh, good."

Nalan Yanmeng was like a docile cat, standing obediently to the side.

Now.

Miyamoto Kumaru set his eyes on Lin Mo, and said playfully: "The kid didn't see it, you are quite bold, but I think you are standing here now, and you will leave with your tail between your legs." ”

With this person as a foil, I believe that Miss Nalan will be impressed by his charm.

So he was very happy about Lin Mo's self-inflicted humiliation.

In this way, his greatness can be revealed.

Lin Mo picked up the brush, glanced at the rice paper, and began to put down the pen.

The handwriting is clumsy, and there is no other party flowing at all.

It's like a beginner, writing and playing.

The people who were originally looking forward to it were speechless, and even felt that Lin Mo had really thrown their faces home.

Nalan Yanmeng's expression was complicated, and she couldn't help but say, "Mr. Lin, don't forget it......"

She really didn't want to see Lin Mo lose too ugly.

At the same time, I was puzzled in my heart, how could such a person be valued by Tang Wenbin?

Shifting her gaze, she was suddenly surprised to find that Tang Wenbin's expression was not panicked, but ...... It revealed a fascinated appreciation.

Sure enough, the next second.

With Lin Mo lifting his pen and changing, the lines of words made everyone's faces change, and their breathing seemed to be stagnant at this moment.