Invincible from the beginning of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 86

Zhang Fei was very obedient, so he came up and prepared to write with a brush.

And Zhang Ming also asked someone to move a table for him.

Zhang Ming took out a pen from his pocket.

Naturally, this pen also exploded in killing monsters.

Zhang Ming knows how to write with a brush, and he has practiced it specially, but he really doesn't have much level.

But his pen writing is very beautiful.

Zhang Ming started to write with a pen, brushing brushes, and the running script was very elegant.

As for Zhang Fei, he was not writing, but drawing.

He drew a pig's head. He was a pig butcher, and suddenly wanted to draw a pig's head.

After Zhang Ming finished writing, Zhang Fei also finished drawing. He threw away the pen boldly and picked up the paper.

He held it up high, and everyone was shocked.

Everyone was surprised not to say how ugly Zhang Fei's painting was, but that the paper could really write and the ink would not scatter.

"What a waste."

"This painting is too ugly."

"Another piece of paper wasted, my heart hurts."

"Damn it, it's so ugly, it's a complete waste of paper."

Zhang Fei saw other people's shocked eyes before, and thought that he had painted well, but now his face was pulled down.

He put the painting down, looked at it himself and said, "The painting is not bad. I used to look at this pig's head every day, and I couldn't go wrong."

Zhang Fei's painting is very similar, but his painting is a pig's head.

Zhang Ming also stood up, handed the paper to the high platform and said, "I have written a poem, please help me to comment on it."

Everyone didn't see Zhang Ming holding a writing brush, but he was writing with a small brush himself.

Is it possible to write on it?

"This Zhang Ming was born as a corps leader, so he doesn't even know a few words."

"I also write poetry, I don't know what it means."

"Maybe a kid's doggerel."

"Just him, if he can write, I can publish a collection of poems."

Everyone was laughing, no one looked down on Zhang Ming.

After Zhang Ming said so, Wang Yun walked over and took Zhang Ming's paper.

Wang Yun took the paper back, looked at it casually, and was stunned.

This font, this verse.

Wang Yun stayed for a long time without speaking.

Below, everyone looked at Wang Yun, waiting for the result.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Is it because the characters are so ugly that Mr. Wang can't read them?"

"I'm probably thinking about what to say, save some face for Zhang Ming."

Everyone is guessing and discussing.

Zhang Fei was also nervous, and said to Guan Yu and Zhao Yun beside him: "Second brother, fourth brother, my paintings are so beautiful, and they are not satisfied. The eldest brother doesn't write much, will he overturn?"

Overturning the car, Zhang Ming used to say it, but Zhang Fei learned it.

Guan Yu stroked his beard and said, "Looking at how calm Big Brother is, things might turn around."

In fact, Guan Yu also had no idea, so he used the word turning point.

At this time, Wang Yun suddenly walked quickly to other people and showed Zhang Ming's paper to others.

"This font, what font is this?"

Cai Yong is a sorcerer, and he saw the font at first sight.

When Lu Zhi saw it, he was immediately surprised and said: "This is the first time I have seen the format of this poem, but its boldness is unmatched by anyone in the world."

Huangfusong was also attracted by the poems.

Ma Rizhao was also very surprised.

The five elders were shocked.

A few people whispered on the top, and the people below became even more nervous.

Not only other people were nervous, Wei Zhongdao, Yuan Shao and others were also nervous, and Lianguan Zhang Zhao was also nervous.

The five elders discussed for a while, and everyone read the paper carefully.

Finally, all the five elders came out, and Wang Yun took a piece of paper and said to everyone: "The calligraphy of Taishou Zhang is unique and unprecedented, and it is eye-catching."

"Hahaha."

Yuan Shu laughed loudly by himself, and then said: "Isn't that ugly and unreadable? It's also unique, unprecedented."

After Yuan Shu finished speaking, he found that no one matched him, and the five elders above also looked at him with strange eyes.

Yuan Shu seemed to realize something, shut up quickly, took a few steps back, and hid in the crowd.

When everyone was quiet again, Wang Yun continued: "This word is very good. It is a unique font. It is the first time I see it. If it is original, it can establish a school. This poem is also an original style, and it will be passed down through the ages. "

Wang Yun's evaluation is too high, it has reached the level of being able to establish a sect.

"how is this possible?"

Wei Zhongdao stepped forward excitedly and shouted.

How could a corps leader who was born as a low-level soldier start a sect.

Wei Zhongdao questioned Wang Yun, he was a little displeased, and his face became more serious.

"Poetry, let me read it." Wang Yun said slowly, but everyone listened carefully.

"Out of the fortress."

"The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty is in the Han Dynasty, and the people on the Long March have not yet returned. But the Dragon City will be here, and the Huma will not be taught to pass the Yin Mountain."

As soon as this poem came out, everyone was quiet.

This poem is really good, and the meter is indeed not any kind they are familiar with.

But that famous sentence is a famous sentence, destined to extol the existence of the ages.

People can still hear good and bad.

"Plagiarism, it may be plagiarism." A person who considers himself a genius at the bottom, after hearing this verse, was thrown to several streets.

"Yes, how could he write such a poem."

"Copy it."

Zhang Ming did copy it, but they had no proof.

Wang Yun looked at Zhang Ming and asked Zhang Ming to explain.

"Before, when I was chasing Wuhuan, I was reading history books. When I saw Huo Qubing, I was very excited, so I wrote this poem."

Dragon City Flying General is Huo Qubing, Zhang Ming pursues Wuhuan, and Huo Qubing kills the Xiongnu. The two of them do have something in common, and both of them are very young.

Same situation.

Wang Yun nodded, and then said: "Let's not talk about the poems, but this word was indeed written by Zhang Taishou just now, and this font is definitely the first time the five of us have seen it."

Wang Yun looked at Zhang Ming again and asked, "Did you create this word yourself, or did you learn it from other places?"

"It was passed down by my teacher, because I was the only one who passed it on, so at present, only I know it. This time, I also brought a piece of work by my teacher."

Wei Zhongdao was not calm anymore, very not calm.

Zhang Ming completely overturned their impression.

That paper is extremely precious, and now Zhang Ming is the disciple of the Hermit Master?
Yuan Shao's complexion also changed a few times, but he quickly returned to normal, he stepped forward and said, "Master Wang, can you show me the poem for a while."

Wang Yun nodded, and gave Yuan Shao the piece of paper in his hand.

At first glance, the clear and beautiful running script is refreshing.

Yuan Shao sighed in his heart, needless to say, no one can match Zhang Ming's calligraphy and lines.

After Yuan Shao read it, he showed the paper to others.

Everyone was silent.

Not to mention verses, this font is enough to compare with others.

Many people want to withdraw from the competition at this time.

than what?
It's better than money or talent.

In front of Wei Zhongdao, none of them had much competitiveness, and now Zhang Ming seems to be very remarkable.

(End of this chapter)