The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

Zhang Dong smiled lightly, picked up his pen, glanced at the clump of bamboo on the towering rocky cliff outside the window, and then began to draw the rocky cliff and a clump of bamboo at an incredible speed, and then wrote in the blank space. The poem said: "Stay firmly on the green hills and don't relax, the roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and you can let the east, west, south, north wind."

The green bamboos appear vividly and vividly on the screen. It seems that you can hear the sound of wind and rain, you seem to be able to smell the fragrance of bamboo, and you seem to be able to feel the spirit of perseverance.

And this poem contains a strong philosophy, which is many times better than Wu Weiye's poems piled up with beautiful rhetoric.

The font is also running script, which is in line with nature and contains the mysteries of heaven and earth. Each stroke is elegant and beautiful. It is truly unprecedented. Wu Weiye's calligraphy is as good as his strokes, which is worse than that of a three-year-old child.

As soon as Zhang Dong finished writing, he saw that the sky and the earth were shining brightly, and many flowers transformed from the laws of the world and the law of beauty appeared out of thin air, exuding a strong fragrance, vying to blend into the picture.

Wu Weiye and Bian Yujing were stunned and dumbfounded. They suspected that there was something wrong with their eyes. They wiped and wiped their eyes again. After looking at them, countless flowers really blended into the picture, but once they blended in, they disappeared, as if they were unreal.

"God, hype? It is said that the best articles written by peerless writers will be hyped. I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true?" I have admired it for a long time with incomparable piety, but I can't appreciate it enough, and I can't wake up.

This was really beyond Zhang Dong's expectation. Unexpectedly, this guy didn't retreat in shame, but bowed here. Could it be that this is the legendary worship?

Of course, Bian Yujing didn't kneel down, she just watched with obsessed and hot eyes, the shock on her pretty face was shocking, and there was a huge wave in her heart. Although Tong Shui has a great reputation, he doesn't have much knowledge. It's a joke to think that Wu Weiye is the number one talented person in the world today.

It didn't take long for her to appreciate such a peerless work before she woke up a little bit and cast her burning eyes on Zhang Dong, only to see that Zhang Dong was already sitting on the stool, drinking by himself, without any arrogance on his face, as if, To him, such a work is nothing special.

She walked over coquettishly with a strong fragrance, and said excitedly: "Mr. Zhang, please forgive Yujing for not being able to see Mount Tai, and neglecting you."

Zhang Dong smiled slightly, and said: "Miss Yujing, why did you treat me slowly? Instead, I wanted to see the girl, opened the way with gold, made the madam smile, but made the girl difficult, please forgive me."

For some reason, Bian Yujing felt extremely comfortable hearing these words, her pretty face even had a bright red cloud, her beautiful eyes were rippling, and she said with a charming smile: "My lord, it's really good for Yujing to know you." Fortunately, how can I blame you?"

Zhang Dong was secretly delighted, and showed his hand, the beauty's attitude towards him was different.

So he displayed his brilliant skills of picking up girls and chatted affectionately with the beauty.

The more they speculated, the more excited they talked, and they sat closer and closer. If it wasn't for Wu Weiye who was still in the room, it is estimated that the two of them would have made more intimate movements.

Finally, Wu Weiye woke up from the lost situation, respectfully worshiped three times, then took up Zhang Dong's work, came to Zhang Dong, looked at Zhang Dong with adoring eyes, and said with admiration: "Mr. Zhang , it turns out that you are the real number one talented person in the world, and a so-called talented person like me really needs to be described as a fool."

Without waiting for Zhang Dong to answer, he asked expectantly: "Master Zhang, are you willing to sell this peerless calligraphy and painting? I am willing to buy it for 5 taels of silver, so that I can observe and worship it every day, and my knowledge will definitely improve greatly. "

"5 taels of silver?"

The little girl who was waiting on the side trembled and almost dropped the teapot in her hand.

Even Bian Yujing's delicate body trembled, shock and shock appeared on her pretty face, and colorful lights glowed in her beautiful eyes.

"I'm not short of money. I'm really sorry that such a painting can't be handed down."

Zhang Dong grabbed the painting and tore it to pieces.

"what……"

Bian Yujing and Wu Weiye rushed to snatch it, but it was a pity that it was all fragments. The two looked sorry and puzzled. This is a peerless treasure, how can it be destroyed? "

"Why?" Bian Yujing asked angrily.

"Why? Why exactly?" Wu Weiye also asked angrily.

"Because I'm not very satisfied with this work." Zhang Dong said calmly.

"It's all hype, are you still not satisfied?"

The two looked at Zhang Dong like a monster, with disbelief on their faces.

"In fact, I can draw better and write better. In the future, I will draw and write for you."

Zhang Dong looked at Bian Yujing and said meaningfully.

Bian Yujing's pretty face blushed inexplicably, and hummed in a voice as low as a mosquito.

Zhang Dong was very excited, and said to Wu Weiye, who was stunned on the spot: "Mr. Wu, please do your own thing. I'm going to invite Miss Yujing to visit the West Lake."

Wu Weiye's face changed slightly, he looked at Zhang Dong with a strange look, and then at Bian Yujing who looked at Zhang Dong with affection, his heart was so painful that it almost burst, but he smiled reluctantly and said: "Miss Yujing, best wishes you……"

"thanks……"

Bian Yujing's ears turned red from embarrassment.

After Wu Weiye left in pain, a bright smile appeared on Zhang Dong's face, and he invited Bian Yujing out to play.

Bian Yujing said apologetically, "Mr. Zhang, Yujing feels a little unwell today, so I won't go. Is it okay the day after tomorrow?"

"Is the menstrual event coming?" Zhang Dong asked in surprise.

"Ah."

Bian Yujing lowered her head in shame, and her voice was lower than that of a mosquito.

Zhang Dong sat down again, smiled and said, "The day after tomorrow, but what shall we do today?"

Bian Yujing breathed like blue and said, "Didn't you just write a song for me?"

Now she already knew that Zhang Dong was a great talent far surpassing Wu Weiye's. He could paint and write poems like crazy, and the songs he wrote must be unparalleled and beautiful.How could she not be excited, how could she not look forward to it?

Zhang Dong cast his fascinated eyes on the beauty's face, and said: "Yujing, you sing very well, and your voice is very beautiful. I was worried that I wrote this song for you. After you sang, I was fascinated. Then what do I want to hear every day?"

Bian Yujing naturally heard the affection and love in Zhang Dong's words, as well as a trap in these words, she was both ashamed and happy, and said coquettishly: "Mr. Zhang, are you praising me or yourself? ah?"

"What a smart lady." Zhang Dong secretly praised in his heart, and said seriously: "Of course I'm praising you, how could I praise myself?"

"Why do I feel that you are just praising yourself?" Bian Yujing finished with a smile, hugged Zhang Dong's arm, and shook it gently: "Hurry up, write out the lyrics and score."

Feeling the softness and elasticity of her breasts through his arms, Zhang Dong was fascinated instantly, his breathing became short of breath, and a scorching light shot out from his eyes...

(Second update, asking for monthly tickets and red tickets.)