Taoyuan little fairy doctor

1280--Chapter [-]
"Mr. Chen, please!"

When Ren Ruhu saw Chen Hao took the pen, he was overjoyed in his heart, and his eyes were full of surprises, because he has been gifted since he was a child, and he has a different sensitivity to points, lines, and planes than ordinary people.

In addition, when the wealthy Ren family showed a little bit of talent, they would ask famous teachers to teach them. By the time he was 14 years old, he had already become famous.

At the age of 16, he became a well-known genius calligrapher and painter with the appearance of a peerless genius. When he was 21 years old, he was already recognized as a master of both calligraphy and painting.

So at this moment, he was already looking forward to it.

After all, victory is in sight.

"Hey, this Chen Hao is not wise. Ren Ruhu's handwriting is so beautiful, what can he compare it with? Isn't he asking for ugly?"

"Compared to calligraphy, if he can beat Ren Ruhu, I will live broadcast and eat the keyboard."

"Laughing, Chen Hao is so self-sufficient, he needless to say win, as long as he finishes writing today, as long as he doesn't lose face, I will admire his awesomeness."

"Showing calligraphy in front of Ren Ruhu, he must be ashamed!"

There were many barrages in the live broadcast room.

At this time, Chen Hao took the pen handed over by Ren Ruhu, looked at the white paper on the desk, couldn't help but took a deep breath, and after a little thought, he decisively picked up the pen.

The moment the pen touched the white paper, the others didn't feel that it was easy to close.

Standing at the side, Ren Ruhu, who is extremely talented and has become a master of the school, suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

I just felt a bang in my head.

Immediately, it seemed that the whole world had disappeared.

In front of him, there are only Chen Hao who is writing with a brush and the desk.

Everything else is a chaotic gray.

"impossible!"

Following Chen Hao's writing, Ren Ruhu, who was extremely sensitive to dots, lines and planes, only felt that a shocking charm had dispersed from Chen Hao's pen.

Not only did it expand in an instant to completely envelop him.

The avenue of rhyme.

It made him completely irresistible.

Because at this moment, Chen Hao, the pen, the writing desk, and the paper seemed to be as one, and they were all natural, and the ultimate beauty exuded made Ren Ruhu kneel down in his heart.

"The soul of calligraphy!"

He saw it!

At this moment, Chen Hao goes wherever he pleases, does whatever he wants, is unrestrained, and under the condition of being completely free to play, he has reached the highest state of calligraphy art like nature itself!
"Impossible, he has no reason to be so strong!"

Ren Ruhu was so shocked that he trembled all over. He couldn't imagine how it was possible for a country bumpkin from Xiaonan Village to have such an attainment in calligraphy.

Didn't notice it at all.

At this moment, in the shadowy place under the collar of Chen Hao who was waving his brush, a pure white snake had already exposed its head, and its erect eyes were full of joy looking at Chen Hao's pen.

In my heart, many years ago, in the place of inheritance, the young children who dipped their pens in water and scribbled on the desk turned little by little into a green youth, and then transformed into a tall and straight, heroic Chen Hao.

"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the sharpness of the sword comes from sharpening. I haven't seen him write for many years. His sharpness has not diminished. Daoyun is natural. This is the real genius!"

All of this is slow to say, but in fact it only happens in one breath.

The people in the live broadcast room hadn't noticed anything unusual yet, but at this moment, the numerous guests on the scene were already expressionless.

Because, of course, they have no way to feel the soul of calligraphy and painting exuded by Chen Hao like Ren Ruhu who is a master of calligraphy and painting.

But as cultivators, they still clearly and sensitively noticed the unusual aura emanating from Chen Hao at this moment.

Not only has it completely enveloped Ren Ruhu, but even in the room, following Chen Hao's pen movement, a wind blew up quietly.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Chen Hao has no reason to be so strong!"

Xia Ruyan, who didn't look good at Chen Hao before, and even believed that as long as Chen Hao wrote, he was doomed to humiliate himself, stood up in shock.

Because she has cultivated for thousands of years, she is immortal, immortal, immortal, and has an eternal face. She has seen countless capable people in all ages in her life!

Especially in the field of calligraphy and painting, she made a living from this, and she has seen as many outstanding ones as the crucian carp crossing the river.

At this moment, the aura exuding from Chen Hao, who was brushing like the wind, made her scalp tingle, and the reason why she was shocked was the aura she had personally experienced when she witnessed other people's calligraphy and painting creation.

That person is...

Eastern Jin Dynasty, calligraphy sage, Wang Xizhi!
And as Chen Hao moved his pen like the wind, everyone in the live broadcast room seemed to have sensed that something was wrong.

After all, when Chen Hao hadn't started writing, the atmosphere at the scene was whispering and chuckling, and Ren Ruhu, who was standing beside Chen Hao, had a teasing face and eyes full of ridicule.

But now, the scene is extremely quiet, everyone's face is solemn, and Ren Ruhu standing beside Chen Hao is even more shocked.

"what's the situation?"

"Ren Ruhu's expression is so abnormal!"

"Hey, Ren Ruhu's demeanor has changed. He looks like a fool at the moment."

In the live broadcast room, the number of barrages decreased, and there was a lot of doubt in everyone's hearts. The barrages were no longer what they were before. They insisted that Chen Hao would lose, because at this moment, they couldn't be sure what happened.

"It's done!"

Following Chen Hao's words.

Standing beside Chen Hao with dull eyes, Ren Ruhu, who entered the gray and white chaotic space except for Chen Hao who was writing vigorously, the desk, and the paper, was shocked.

boom!
With a single click, I came back to my senses.

Not only was his scalp numb, looking at Chen Hao who was looking at him with a smile at this moment, his heart was even more shocked to the extreme.

"Strong, so strong, too strong!"

Even without reading Chen Hao's handwriting at this moment, Ren Ruhu, who is a master of calligraphy and painting, already knew that he might have lost this round.

And this moment.

Xia Ruyan, who had already got up, not only had a dignified expression, but she was also extremely nervous. She took a walk and took two steps to reach the desk. She just took a closer look, and the words on the desk burst into flames in her eyes. There was an excited light.

"Perfect, beautiful, top-notch! Don't lose to the Book Saint!"

Not only was she like this, Ren Ruhu, who also turned his head at this moment and couldn't wait to read what Chen Hao wrote, even had a buzzing in his head.

I just feel that in an instant, he has returned to the chaotic space before.

However, this time, the back figure of Chen Hao's writing is zooming indefinitely, while Ren Ruhu's figure is constantly shrinking, gradually turning into looking up.

Not only was his face pale, his legs were weak, but his whole body was even more precarious.

At this moment, seeing that Ren Ruhu's condition was not right, Da Zhibin came over, supported him, and then turned his attention to the abbreviated words of Chen Hao.

(End of this chapter)