The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

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Although Wu Menglin has always admired Zhou Wei's handwriting, she still paid some attention to Zhang Dong. Although she didn't know how Zhang Dong wrote, she judged that Zhang Dong had finished the work, so when Zhou Wei put down the pen, she smiled coquettishly. Said: "Okay, now that the two students have completed their works, please ask the five judges to move over and grade."

The five judges all stood up and walked to the calligraphy works created by Zhou Wei, appreciating them carefully and admiring them endlessly. A young rising star like Zhou Wei will undoubtedly become a master of calligraphy in the future.

Zhou Wei was naturally in high spirits and extremely proud. Although he spoke modest words, it was not the same thing in his ears, he was really full of arrogance.

Zhang Dong was woken up, walked over, took a look, then laughed, and said contemptuously: "You judges, can such shit-like calligraphy be appreciated by you? I really doubt whether you are famous calligraphers and painters." !"

Although Zhang Dong has always liked exaggeration, there is no exaggeration in this statement, because Zhang Dong has combined the calligraphy skills of the two most accomplished calligraphers in history, Huang Xizhi and Cao Sheng Zhang Xu. His calligraphy and level have surpassed the simple Wang Xizhi or Zhang Xu, and it can be said that he is the number one calligraphy master throughout the ages.

Therefore, the words written by Zhou Wei fell into his eyes, full of flaws, unpleasant everywhere, and uncomfortable all over. It is too normal to give such comments.

However, these words were really shocking, not only offending Zhou Wei, but also offending all the judges.

Therefore, all of a sudden, the audience was silent, and a needle could be heard!

"Haha~~"

Zhou Wei was the first to wake up, and really laughed angrily. Zhang Dong actually said that his calligraphy was shit. As a calligrapher who has always been most proud of his calligraphy, how can he not be mad with anger?

He stared at Zhang Dong, and retorted: "Zhang Dong, you are a layman who doesn't know calligraphy at all. How can you judge my calligraphy? Do you think that I won't be recognized by the world if you slander me like this? ? Do you really think that the five experts have no eyesight and cannot see the wonder of my work?"

The faces of the four male judges became ugly and they were despised by Zhang Dong. This feeling is indeed not good, but Zhang Dong is the most dazzling new painter, a peerless genius, and his painting skills have reached the pinnacle, so they dare not Neglect, it is not easy to attack.

Miao Yanyu didn't feel anything, anyway, she is just a hobby of calligraphy and painting, not an expert, Zhang Dong said that she is not a calligrapher or painter, which is the truth.

She looked at Zhang Dong with a strange expression on her face, and thought to herself that this villain is really talking nonsense, and she doesn't know what his head is made of, so he dares to speak nonsense on such an occasion!

Zhang Dong looked at Zhou Wei, and continued to hit him: "Your word is worse than shit. If I were to rate it, it would definitely be zero."

"This guy looks like a farmer at first glance. How can he write well? It must be zero, absolutely zero." Zhong Tian and Liu Kui shouted loudly from the audience, both of them had cultivated internal skills Kung fu, the voice is also very loud, so that the people in the whole hall can hear clearly.

Everyone was angry and funny, saying that Zhou Wei, who was full of bookishness, was a farmer, which was too outrageous, and he was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

But Zhang Dong looked suddenly enlightened, and said: "It turns out that he is a farmer. If you can't write well, you can forgive him."

Zhou Wei was so angry that two black lines like earthworms appeared on his forehead, and they were still twisting. If he hadn't been afraid of Zhang Dong's superb skills, he might have rushed forward and fought desperately with Zhang Dong.

"Okay, okay, whether the writing is good or not, it's not up to whoever decides, but today's five judges." Wu Menglin glanced at Zhang Dong angrily. Originally, she had already admired Zhang Dong, but now Zhang Dong made trouble for no reason, which offset her goodwill towards Zhang Dong.

"Then invite the five judges to come and see my work." Zhang Dong shrugged and said.

"Let's see what kind of talisman you have written." Miao Yanyu was the first to respond, and walked over gracefully, and the other four calligraphers and painters also followed with a lack of interest.

But when their eyes fell on Zhang Dong's calligraphy, it was like being struck by lightning, their whole body was numb, trembling, their throats were dry, their mouths were open, but they couldn't speak a word.

Such flamboyant and graceful wild grass, its beauty can shock anyone who does not know calligraphy, not to mention that they are all famous calligraphers and painters with supernatural eyesight, and the shock is even greater.

They all have the feeling of passing out!

Seeing the behavior of the five people, Wu Menglin also approached curiously, opened her eyes wide and looked at it, she fell into a magnificent and magical world, unable to extricate herself, greedily staring at every word, every stroke , I just feel that this is the most agile and natural arc in the world, but it is constructed into beautiful characters. In a trance, she seems to see countless beauties performing wonderful dances, and their long black hair is wanton on the white paper. flying.

Beautiful, so beautiful.

She walked closer like a puppet, and huddled together with five experts, staring blankly, ignorant of east, west, south, north.

Zhou Wei felt that the situation was not good, so he walked over and took a look, as if he had been immobilized by someone, he was frozen on the spot, unable to move, and a shocking expression appeared on his cheeks instantly, and gradually, he was overwhelmed by endless shame. replaced.

Comparing my own handwriting with Zhang Dong's, it's like fireflies and the moon, no, it's the sun. Just now Zhang Dong said that his handwriting is shit, I think it's even worse than shit!

I don't know how long.

Everyone finally woke up from the shock.

Calligrapher Huang Xi has already imitated the handwriting of each character, only to feel that it is really natural, there is no such wonderful handwriting in the world, and said enthusiastically: "The world's first cursive script, unparalleled in the world, is the cursive sage Zhang Xu can't compare."

Another calligrapher, Yao Xingxing, imitated each character out of thin air with his hands, and said in a shocking tone: "The real one is as delicate as a dragon swimming, moving like a rabbit, dancing like a beauty, dancing like a master dancing a sword, peerless and the best in the world." One, there is no one before, and no one after.”

The two painters and Miao Yanyu were obsessed with madness, they kept nodding and agreed with their evaluation without any objection.

Although Wu Menglin was shocked to the extreme, she was still dumbfounded when she heard that the two calligraphers rated Zhang Dong's calligraphy so highly. What kind of monster is this young man? Why is he so proficient in everything?

In this way, wouldn't my first kiss be gone?

She blushed with embarrassment, and her heart jumped wildly. Although there was a hint of embarrassment, there was also a hint of joy. Such a young man with earth-shattering talents was obviously fascinated by his own beauty, so he made a ridiculous bet with himself on purpose. And that should be the first step in the pursuit.

But he already has an incomparably beautiful girlfriend, Chen Xiaojiao, yet he came to tease me again, this is ridiculous!

Could it be that the talented man is romantic, and the romantic man is talking about people like him?

She was so upset that she didn't dare to think about it any more, and asked: "Judges, you all have such a high opinion of this word, can you give me an estimate?"

The four judges looked up at the same time and said in surprise: "Another valuation?"

"Yes, only the valuation can give us an intuitive feeling." Wu Menglin said with a smile.

Huang Xi frowned and thought for a while, then said excitedly: "The value of this painting is several times higher than that of the painting, that is to say, the price of this painting may exceed 3000 million RMB, while the value of waiting for a picture Once it becomes famous and known to the world, the price will increase many times.”

The other three agreed without any objection.

The students on the stage were really shocked. A single word is worth more than 3000 million yuan, which is unbelievable. Just writing a few words is worth tens of millions. Are you still short of money in this life?Isn't he the real richest man in the world?

The eyes of countless girls shot a fiery light, projecting on Zhang Dong, as if Zhang Dong was a piece of fat, and they must eat a few bites.

Liu Kui looked at Zhang Dong on the stage like a monster, and said in a shocking tone: "Brother Dong is a golden mountain that can grow automatically. Even if you marry a hundred wives, you will not be short of money."

Zhong Tian, ​​a dude who always spends money like waste paper, was also frightened on the spot, and muttered: "You can marry a hundred wives without spending the money of a single word."

I was fascinated for a while, and then said: "Some time ago, it was estimated that the establishment of a martial arts school would cost [-] billion. At that time, I felt that Master could not afford such a large amount of money. I wanted to lend him some, but he did not respond, and he was not worried at all. It turns out that he is so powerful, um, [-] billion, just fifty words."

Gao Qian gave the two nonsense guys an angry look, leaned into the ear of Chen Xiaojiao, who was already full of little stars, and said, "Xiaojiao, congratulations, from now on you will be sleeping on a moving golden mountain, no matter what No matter how extravagant and wasteful, no matter how extravagant and luxurious, you will never be short of money to spend in a hundred lifetimes."

"Yeah." Chen Xiaojiao nodded happily, "I won't waste it, I will let him write and draw every day, put it in a safe, and then auction it off slowly. At the same time, the whole world invests and becomes a world with countless industries. The richest man."

Ding Fangfang sneered while listening, Zhang Dong belongs to me alone, Ding Fangfang, and no woman can take it away, but I have to find a good way to hold his heart firmly.

There is another woman in the audience who has become crazy, and that is Tang Xue. At this moment, she only feels that her eyes are black, her heart is painful, and her intestines are green from regret. If she had known that Zhang Dong would be equivalent to a city that would never be developed. How could he not choose him, but choose Peng Feng who entered the cell?

If I could be more vain and show off more, I would be able to survive Peng Feng's money offensive for a period of time, and I wouldn't commit suicide so quickly.

Now, it's too late, too late!