Xiao Yu finally put down his pen amid ridicule, and everyone stopped talking and looked at the words written by Xiao Yu.

The first word is the word cloud.

It turned out to be a book!

When the first cloud word was written, everyone was stunned.

Just now, everyone thought that Xiao Yu was just a layman and was ready to see Xiao Yu's jokes, but no one thought that Xiao Yu's cloud characters were so beautiful.

Chen Wannian's eyes also lit up, and he secretly applauded in his heart, this cloud word is vigorous and powerful, and the writing is simply too skillful, it is definitely a master's work.

In the crowd, a white-haired old man saw Xiao Yu's handwriting and his beard trembled slightly, impossible, am I dazzled!

Xiao Yu has learned the essence of Wang Xianzhi's line, and can basically imitate Wang Xianzhi's characters 100%.

Whew!

The first line of words, Xiao Yu has already written the first sentence.

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look"

Just now, Chen Chuchu, who was about to cover his face and be depressed, jumped up excitedly when he saw the words written by Xiao Yu.

"Xiao Yu, you're so cool. ”

Xiao Yu was holding the pen and was brewing the next sentence, which almost didn't make Chen Chuchu fall the pen on the paper in fright.

Chen Chuchu stuck out his tongue and didn't dare to speak anymore.

You must know that Xiao Yu's words are worth more than three million bets.

In the crowd, the white-haired old man was completely stunned, this is simply Wang Xianzhi's real handiwork, how is this possible!

How could this young man have such good brush skills.

Even the white-haired old man believed that his calligraphy attainments were a big difference from this young man.

Wang Huan, who was still smug just now, turned pale at the moment.

Although he only wrote seven words, he already knew that he had lost.

The people who had just laughed at Xiao Yu also snorted and stared, looking at the rice paper in front of Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu waved his wrist, and one word after another jumped on the paper.

Everyone's eyes were glued to the words written by Xiao Yu, and the expressions on their faces became more and more exciting, and even many people's faces were full of horror!

"It's a beautiful word. ”

This verse is simply amazing. ”

"Oh my God, it's the first time I've seen such beautiful verses and beautiful words. ”

Xiao Yu finished writing the last word, put the pen away, let out a sigh, put the brush on the inkstone and said with a smile: "It's done." ”

Chen Wannian stared at Xiao Yu tightly at this time, his eyes full of surprise.

The white-haired old man couldn't help but walk up to the painting, his eyes full of astonishment.

"It's exactly like the real thing!"

If it weren't for the fact that the ink hadn't dried yet, the white-haired old man even suspected that this was the handwriting of Wang Xianzhi.

And this poem is amazing!

The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.

"This poem is so beautiful. ”

"It's a beautiful word, too. ”

Everyone couldn't help but admire.

Take a look at the words and poems written by Xiao Yu, and then compare Wang Huan's words and poems.

Just now, it was called a good word and a good poem by everyone, but now I can't read it.

In just ten minutes, this guy ate dim sum and created such a beautiful poem, which is simply too awesome.

Everyone stared at Xiao Yu dumbfounded.

Countless eyes were staring at Xiao Yu tightly, as if they were looking at a monster.

It's amazing that he is not yet twenty years old and has created such a good poem and written such beautiful words in such a short time.

Chen Wannian took a deep breath and said to the white-haired old man: "Old Wei, you are an expert in calligraphy and poetry, please comment on it." ”

Wei Lao waved his hand: "Old Chen, don't shiver at me, I am not qualified to comment on this poem." ”

Oh my God, Wei Laodu sighed to himself that he was not qualified to evaluate this character, so how high the level of this character could be.

Wei Lao took a deep breath and said: "Mr. Xiao's character has even reached the artistic conception of a sage, if the ink is dry, I will even suspect that it is the authentic handwriting of his old man." ”

The hall fell silent.

But soon, the atmosphere in the hall was ignited.

Who is Wei Lao, the president of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, and his attainments and understanding of calligraphy can be said to be authoritative.

It is exactly the same as the real work of Wang Xianzhi, this evaluation is simply terrifying.

Wei Lao paused and said: "This poem is a good sentence for the ages, comparing clothes with clouds and clouds, comparing appearance with flowers, Mr. Xiao uses clouds, flowers, dew, jade mountains, Yaotai, moonlight, a pigment light word, the beauty of Chu Chu, Chu Chu's temperament is vividly outlined, I Wei Huanguang has not served people in poetry and calligraphy, but today I am convinced." ”

At this time, Xiao Yu had already sat back in his seat, knocking on the melon seeds with a comfortable face.

Is it possible to be unconvinced, not convinced?

Calligraphy is the essence of Wang Xianzhi, and the poems are the famous poems of the great poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty in the previous life describing Yang Guifei.

If you don't shine and win, it's simply unreasonable.

"I didn't expect Mr. Xiao's calligraphy attainments and poetry skills to be so strong. ”

"No wonder Chu Chu likes him, this calligraphy, the artistic conception of this poem is simply amazing. ”

"What a genius, we're all blind. ”

The people around him were also talking about it and couldn't help but admire.

On the side, Wang Huan also lowered his arrogant head and came to Xiao Yu: "Mr. Xiao, I am convinced, your calligraphy and poetry attainments are indeed incomparable to me." ”

Wei Lao smiled: "Wang Huan, your calligraphy is also good, but this time is also a lesson for you, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world." ”

Wang Huan nodded: "Mr. Wei, I understand." ”

Wei Lao is Wang Huan's master, even Wei Lao admires him so much, how can Wang Huan not admit defeat.

Chen Wannian coughed, signaled everyone to be quiet, and then announced: "In this competition, Mr. Xiao wins." ”

In the hall, thunderous applause immediately rang out.

Xiao Yu put down the melon seeds in his hand and waved his hand.

Everyone suddenly fell silent, ready to hear what Xiao Yu would say.

Xiao Yu paused: "Everyone, don't forget the gambling contract just now, my account is 622202......"

Everyone thought that Xiao Yu would say something about victory, but they didn't expect it to be the money to gamble with everyone, and everyone was speechless.

However, admitting gambling and losing, everyone also transferred money one after another.

Chen Chuchu on the side looked happy: "Xiao Yu thank you for sending me the poem, I didn't expect you to write so well, and thank you for the poem so good?"

Xiao Yu smiled faintly: "Actually, I just wrote it blindly." ”

"Nonsense?"

This is too heart-wrenching, you can write such a wonderful famous sentence through the ages by writing blindly, so you have to write it seriously......

Chen Chuchu leaned in front of Xiao Yu and asked a little shyly, "Am I really so beautiful in your heart?"

Xiao Yu glanced at Chu Chu and said, "I said it, I wrote it blindly." ”

"You ......" Chen Chuchu angrily hammered Xiao Yu in the chest.

I just saw the two flirting and scolding, and many people looked unpleasant, but now it seems that there is nothing.

Talented and beautiful, this combination seems to have become reasonable.

Xiao Yu's heart was even happier, he had just shown a wave of calligraphy, and his faith value had risen by more than 300 at once, and it had become 828, and he was getting closer and closer to 1000.

The next time you see the flood, what will you gain!