The servants of Meizhuang had already placed pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on the two stone tables in the courtyard.

Lin Jian and Dan Qingsheng went to a table and began to paint.

Lin Jian picked up the paintbrush and painted a picture in a moment, and stood at the table boredly waiting for Dan Qingsheng.

Xiang Wentian saw Lin Jian's painting so fast, and curiously walked over to see what Lin Jian was painting, he could paint a good painting so quickly, could he really be a peerless genius?

It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw Xiang Wentian, my heart was half cold, and there was only a mouse with a probe probing on a large piece of white paper.

The rat painting is quite realistic, but with a mouse, he wants to win the Dan Qingsheng with superb painting skills, which is simply a fool's dream.

really believes in Lin Jian's evil, how can he be so young that he can know everything, how can there be such a person in the world.

Xiang Wentian has no expectations for this game now, and only hopes that he will not lose in the next few games.

Dan Qingsheng focused on painting for half an hour before putting the pen away.

wiped the beads of sweat from his head, picked up the painting on the table, and proudly showed it to everyone.

"This is a landscape picture drawn in the next essay, which makes you laugh. ”

The mountains and rivers, the houses and pedestrians, lifelike, people who know how to paint can see that this painting is a masterpiece of everyone.

Although the other three knew that Dan Qingsheng had been studying this painting for half a year, it was not an accident, but they also had to admit that this was indeed a good painting.

Xiang Wentian didn't have half hope for the mouse painted by Lin Jian, how could a little mouse compare to a lifelike landscape map.

disappointed but had to force a smile to Lin Jiandao.

"Please also ask Brother Lin to show your paintings. ”

Lin Jian casually put the words with the mouse on the ground and didn't say a word.

The four friends of Meizhuang carefully observed Lin Jian's paintings, and couldn't help laughing after seeing them clearly.

"You've only drawn a mouse for so long? ”

"You don't want to use a broken mouse to win the fourth child's landscape map, right?"

I thought he was a master, but I didn't expect to be a rookie, and I also took out the best landscape map, which really looked up to him.

Dan Qingsheng was proud in his heart, but his mouth became modest.

"My little brother can draw a mouse at a young age, and his future achievements are limitless, maybe he will surpass me in a few decades. ”

Lin Jian stood in place expressionlessly, unmoved by Dan Qingsheng's ridicule.

Huang Zhonggong saw that Lin Jian had already admitted defeat, and he was about to announce Dan Qingsheng's victory.

Just as Huang Zhonggong was about to say something, a sudden change occurred.

A big cat stared at the mouse in the painting on the ground and barked, aiming at ......

It's as if the rat in the painting on the ground is real.

The cat pounced on the mouse and tore it to pieces, tearing the mouse in the painting to pieces, and finally vomited into its stomach.

Lin Jianfeng lightly picked up Dan Qingsheng's painting and threw it on the ground, and the big flower cat left with a full meal and drink, without even looking at the landscape map on the ground.

"What kind of landscape picture of yours is full of bells and whistles, my painting is already fake and real, I don't need to say much about the victory or defeat, right?"

The four friends of Meizhuang hated to catch the flower cat back and cramp and peel the skin, this cat is not a fool, and the real and fake mice can't tell the difference.

They had already won the game, but they didn't expect to run out of this beast halfway.

Dan Qingsheng was a little unconvinced, but he also had to admit that being able to paint a thing as real and false was by no means something that could be compared with one of his landscape pictures.

Xiang Wentian was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect Lin Jian to really outperform Dan Qingsheng's landscape painting with a mouse, it was incredible, and he secretly hated that he shouldn't doubt Lin Jian's strength.

Although he was very unwilling to lose, Huang Zhonggong also had to announce the result.

"This game is considered to be Brother Lin's first victory, and then my third brother will compete with Your Excellency. ”

Bald Pen Weng arched his hand to Lin Jian, and walked to the table cautiously, he didn't want to capsize in the gutter like Dan Qingsheng.

took out the orchid pavilion preface brought by Lin Jian and began to copy it seriously.

Writing is much faster than drawing, and it doesn't take a quarter of an hour to finish copying, although it takes little time, but the bald pen is not easier than Dan Qingsheng at all.

After writing the last word, his strength seemed to be drained, and he collapsed to the ground gasping for breath.

Several people went up to look at the facsimile of the bald pen and were amazed.

The facsimile is exactly the same as the original of the Lan Ting Preface, and compared with the facsimile made by the famous masters of the past dynasties, I am afraid that I don't want to go up and down.

If the bald pen man did not have decades of practice skills, he would never have been able to write so well.

Xiang Wentian, a person who has not read, knows the name of Wang Xizhi's ancient book saint.

Although he is very confident in Lin Jian, he won Dan Qingsheng in the first game, but it is impossible to win the bald pen.

As soon as the preface of the Orchid Pavilion of the Book Sage came out, no matter how good the words were, they had no color.

Even Lin Jian went to copy the preface of the Lan Pavilion, even if it was more similar to what the bald pen Weng wrote, it still fell into the next step, and under the preconceived idea, it could be regarded as the victory of the bald pen Weng.

Huang Zhonggong and the others were also relieved, this game was nine out of ten, and one win and one loss were not considered to be at a disadvantage.

Lin Jian picked up the pen on the table, wrote eight big characters on the white paper with a swagger, took it to the people who were still observing the Lanting Post, and covered it on the facsimile written by the bald pen.

Something was covered on the Lan Tingxu, and several people were angry in their hearts, and they were about to have a seizure, but they were attracted by the eight big characters and watched in amazement.

They had never seen these words before, but after glancing at the ghost drawing on the paper, they understood the meaning of these words.

These eight big characters are the heaven and earth Xuanhuang, and the universe is desolate.

Bald Pen Weng got up from the ground, looked at the eight big characters on the table, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of bitterness, he knew that he had lost.

"God agrees, meaning like God's note, I didn't expect that writing really has such a realm, see the words and make the meaning clear, this is the realm that the book saint has not reached. ”

A few people looked at Lin Jian as if they were looking at a monster! It was really incredible that a teenager's calligraphy had reached a level that no calligraphy saint had reached.

The bald pen Weng held Lin Jian's eight big characters like a treasure, and abandoned Wang Xizhi's Lanting preface like a clog.

Legend has it that in ancient times, when Cangjie made words, he answered such a realm, and not a single word written could make the ancient people understand the meaning.

Huang Zhonggong had the intention of deceitful and concluded that Lin Jian's characters were not as good as the copy of the Lanting preface by the bald pen Weng.

But seeing the bald pen Weng's expression, he was really embarrassed to reverse black and white, so he could only reluctantly announce Lin Jian's victory.

"This time we admit defeat, and the next one will be made by my second brother. ”

Hei Baizi didn't talk nonsense, and took out a chessboard and placed it beside Lin Jian.

"I'm going to play chess with you, I don't know if you dare?"

Lin Jian chuckled and stroked his hair.

"Someone once gave me a nickname, do you know what it is?"

Hei Baizi looked at Lin Jian suspiciously, not knowing what he was doing.

"Play chess, play chess!" What does it have to do with your nickname!"

Lin Jian had a lonely expression on his face, and turned his back to Hei Baizi.

"People on the rivers and lakes call me Shengtianbanzi, and no one dares to play chess with me for a long time.

I won't look at the chessboard to play with you today, let Brother Xiang help me set up, what do you think?"