Master Sheng, Madam, she became popular all over the world by fortune-telling

Chapter 31 It's for Xie Xihe

Because it was just a performance activity, Zhou Wanrou didn't plan to use classical dance or calligraphy at first, but at this moment she suddenly changed her mind.

——There were too many accidents today, she had to do something to make everyone forget about the recording.

Of course, the more important thing is... If she remembers correctly, on the program list she scanned at that time, what Xie Xihe predicted was a calligraphy performance.

As long as she can crush Xie Xihe with the same talent in front of everyone, it can prove to a large extent that she has no reason to hate Xie Xihe.

Even if Zhou Weijun finds out any evidence against her later, she can completely infer that everything is directed and acted by Xie Xihe to frame her.

Thinking of this, Zhou Wanrou strengthened her mind, and displayed the four treasures of the study one by one.

When the preparations were ready, Zhou Wanrou slowly poured the wolf hair in his hand into the ink, gradually inhaling, gradually inhaling...

Zhou Wanrou has done these steps countless times since she was a child, and she can complete them perfectly even with her eyes closed. Therefore, taking advantage of the waiting time, she took the time to scan towards the location where Xie Xihe had noticed earlier.

Seeing this, my heart was blocked, and I almost couldn't even stabilize the movement of moistening the pen in my hand!
This woman is actually sleeping!

When she showed her best calligraphy talent, when she made up her mind to trample her under her feet to avenge her shame, the other party not only didn't show panic as she thought, but didn't even look at it. Glance in her direction.

It was as if...she was just a clown, not worth mentioning at all.

Naked humiliation.

The embarrassment of being exposed to the recording, and the pain of being pinched and broken her ankle came to her mind at this moment, Zhou Wanrou felt as if there was a wave of anger in her chest, which made her eager to vent.

Suddenly, she stretched out her left hand and took another wolf hair.

"This... holding the pen with both hands, what is Zhou Wanrou trying to do?"

"I heard that Ms. Zhou studied with Mr. Zhang for a while when she was young. Could it be that she even learned Mr. Zhang's unique skills?"

"Mr. Zhang? Are you talking about the old Mr. Zhang Hengshui, the calligraphy master who 'swipes his hands to create wind from left and right'?"

"That's right, it's him. Judging by Zhou Wanrou's posture, it's likely to be the case. It seems that we can feast our eyes today!"

"I just don't know how much she has learned from the old man. Although it was just a temporary performance, there were not too few reporters present. If she fails, it will affect the follow-up competition to some extent, right?"

"..."

One after another, Zhou Wanrou's ears heard the discussions, and she unconsciously tightened her hand holding Langhao.

She has been practicing swinging her hands for more than five years. From the beginning when she couldn't control her strength at all, until now, she has succeeded eight or nine times out of ten.

And the words written are not much worse than those written with one hand.

I was planning to save it until the finals to surprise everyone, but now...

Zhou Wanrou's gaze swept across the girl outside the crowd again, and a stern look flashed across the lowered eyebrows.

But now, she can't care so much anymore!

Zhou Wan closed her eyes softly, and when she opened them again, the emotions in those gentle and dignified eyes disappeared, leaving only calmness.

She picked up the pen and pressed it down. The movements of her hands were light and sometimes heavy, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow. During the process of changing the lifting and pressing, vivid words appeared on the paper one by one.

Zhou Wanrou's eyes became more serious, and the movements of his hands quickened again.

Until a certain moment, she hooked both hands upwards at the same time, and all movements came to an abrupt stop.

Zhou Wanrou glanced at her achievements in just over a minute, and her eyes showed satisfaction. While placing the wolf hair in her hand on the pen mountain, she nodded slightly to the surroundings, and said with a standard smile: "I just laughed."

A voice of praise.

"As expected of Mr. Zhang's disciple, Ms. Zhou's extinct waving of both hands really deserves her reputation. Today is an eye-opener for me!"

"The characters written by Miss Zhou's left hand are not below the right hand, and the two are perfectly connected. It must have been ten years of hard work!"

There are also those who know calligraphy, and they commented pertinently: "Perfection is not enough. In the end, Miss Zhou's writing skills can't keep up, and there are slight flaws in the connection, but the flaws are not concealed. At Miss Zhou's age, she can write with both hands at the same time. Such a pair of characters should be regarded as top grade, as long as you are willing to continue to work hard, even if your achievements in the future are not as good as Mr. Zhang, you will not be worse."

The speaker's name was Wang Jieqing. Although his reputation was not as good as Mr. Zhang's, he could be regarded as a master in the calligraphy field.

To get such an evaluation from him, it can be seen that Zhou Wanrou is indeed genuine.

The praises of the crowd grew louder.

Xie Xihe was woken up by a series of sounds.

She frowned, slowly opened her eyes and looked towards the place where the sound came from, and met a pair of humble eyes at a glance.

The other party is also looking at her.

Seeing her looking over, he immediately smiled at her, still humble, but if you look carefully, you can find the uncontrollable smugness in his eyes.

Xie Xihe: "..."

So, this has something to do with her again?

At this moment, Meng Ke had come back from the performance. He probably understood Xie Xihe's speechlessness, so he couldn't help but glance at her, and said, "Don't look, they are here for you."

She nodded her chin in Zhou Wanrou's direction, her eyes turned cold: "She had predicted a guqin performance, but not long before the performance started, she temporarily changed it to a calligraphy performance on the grounds that her ankle was injured. I don’t even believe that I’m targeting you, killing her.”

Xie Xihe finally understood, couldn't help but burst into laughter, and said, "How did she come up with such a weird reason to change the Guqin performance to a calligraphy performance because of an ankle injury?"

Meng Ke: "..."

Is this the point now? Shouldn't she think about how to get back this round?

Xie Xihe didn't have to think about it at all, because someone had already done it for her.

Just when everyone's praises paused, a suspicious voice suddenly sounded, "By the way, where is Xie Xihe? Where did Xie Xihe go?"

Zhou Wanrou's eyes flashed: "I seem to have seen it in the rest area before, what's the matter, do you have something to do with her?"

Shen Mengyue immediately looked towards the rest area, and she saw Xie Xihe's figure, she immediately snorted heavily, and said: "Xie Xihe, didn't you say that Sister Wanrou bought a marketing account to blackmail you, you dare to prove it yourself for a while?"

Xie Xihe glanced at her and thought it was quite interesting: "How do you want me to prove it?"

As she spoke, she turned on the phone casually, and was about to press it.

Zhou Wanrou was startled, while secretly scolding Shen Mengyue in her heart that she was not successful enough to fail, and why did she bring up this matter politely, while quickly stepping forward to stop her, said: "Xi He, Mengyue didn't mean that, you misunderstood .”

Xie Xihe said "Oh", and said cooperatively: "Then how does she want me to prove it?"

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