Chapter 26 Bibi
Introduce yourself simply and clearly.

Warm applause rang out.

The number of barrages increased like crazy, which was something no one had expected before.

[I know this person!I know!It’s really awesome. I use the rice paper they make and it’s really easy to use!The stuff from our ancestors is good! ]

[Cao Guanghua, this name sounds familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere. ]
[People who are engaged in calligraphy and painting should be familiar with it. Rice paper is really good. I just heard that their first stop was to make rice paper, so I came to watch this program. The program team did not deceive me, and I liked it very much. ]
[To be honest, my ancestors made these things because they are easy to use, but it is also true that it takes a long time to make. Rice paper is okay, but if it is other things, it is really a luxury item among luxury goods, and you can’t afford it. ! ]
[The guests were all very excited. ]
"Come on, let Mr. Cao Guanghua introduce to us the development process of rice paper. Everyone welcomes it with applause."

Yan Qi spoke with enthusiasm, and the camera was all on Cao Guanghua. The others listened intently to his explanation of the development of rice paper, but Feng Mian's own thoughts had already drifted away. To be honest, she had also made rice paper seriously in her previous life. , and later came back to see it again, and it was indeed possible to make it. Moreover, she met the person who had helped her at the school anniversary party here again, but she did not have the chance to talk to that person. Later, she came back to I have never met that man, and I have no chance to say thank you to that man.

The applause around her brought Feng Mian back from her thoughts. Only then did she realize that she was still recording the show, so why did she get distracted at will.

"What's wrong with you?" Gong Xiuxiu asked secretly when she saw that she was not in a good state.

Feng Mian shook his head, glanced at the people around him and said, "I'm fine, I just don't know what's wrong and I feel a little sleepy."

Gong Xiuxiu looked at her worriedly, "Are you sick?"

Feng Mian smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, maybe I just didn't get a good rest last night."

She smiled and comforted Gong Xiuxiu, and continued to look at Cao Guanghua seriously, but she felt a little frightened in her heart.

She was indeed feeling a little unwell and always felt pain in her heart, but she had never had this problem in her previous life. Could it be that something was really wrong with her body?
She suddenly felt a little panicked and thought about going to the hospital to check if it didn't work out in two days.

During the time when he was thinking wildly, Cao Guanghua had already finished talking about the historical development of rice paper. Feng Mian was confused. She didn't listen to anything at all. Her thoughts in the previous life also ran far away. She also didn't listen. She came here twice. None of them had a good understanding of the historical development of rice paper...

"Next, please follow Mr. Cao Guanghua to see the rice paper that has been made." As soon as Yan Qi finished speaking, the eight guests turned around and followed Cao Guanghua without hesitation.

Among them, Wan Feng and Jiang Ziwen, who were filming, had seen rice paper. Nantang had not only seen it but also written on it. His calligraphy was pretty good. Other than that, the others had never seen it, let alone written on it.

Feng Mian had practiced writing calligraphy for a while, but she didn't stick with it in the end, and it wasn't written on rice paper. If she persisted and could write, she would have to write with her own hands instead of watching Nantang write like this. .

As soon as they saw the rice paper, everyone automatically formed a circle. The four treasures of the study were placed on the table. When Cao Guanghua introduced the rice paper to them, he also did not forget to introduce the other three treasures they brought over.

When Cao Guanghua was explaining, Feng Mian saw Nantang grinding ink. When he finished speaking, he immediately asked: "Can I have an interview on this rice paper?"

"of course."

Under the attention of everyone, Nantang dipped his pen in ink and wrote the name of the program on the paper gracefully.

Although Feng Mian has not been practicing for long, it can be seen that he can really write, and his pen is strong and powerful, which is still very different from his own personality. "I'll try, I'll try too." Jun Qixiao eagerly pushed Nantang away and tried to write a thousand words on the paper. Huang Yaner was the first to hold back her laughter.

"The word Xiaoxiao is what we wrote, it's just different from what the master wrote."

Everyone also laughed, but it wasn't ridicule. Jun Qixiao himself couldn't hold back his laughter, "I've tried my best. How about you come and try? Let's see who has the ugliest handwriting."

"Come on, Bibi, how much will the ugliest one be fined today? Two hundred?" Feng Mian said with a smile.

She was also moved and wanted to try it.

How can you play games without winning?

"Okay." Everyone agreed unanimously.

Nantang, the calligraphy eldest brother, smiled and watched their fight and quit the game.

Wanfeng looked at the handwriting he had written and couldn't help but laugh, "It's so ugly. I feel like my handwriting must be the ugliest."

Feng Mian was writing with a pen. She was a little better at writing than them. After all, she was someone who had practiced for a while.

"You can do that." Everyone looked at her in amazement. Feng Mian smiled and said nothing. After writing, she hid behind the people.

The phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated. She took it out and saw that Qing Ling had sent a great emoticon over there. Feng Mian didn't reply, so she took a quick look and put it back in her pocket.

Wanfeng was not happy that her handwriting was better than hers, and was very unhappy. Qi Jun, who was standing with the director team, immediately noticed that she was unhappy and squinted at Feng Mian, who was talking to Nantang.

Feng Mian noticed that his eyes fell on her, but she did not raise her head to look, he just looked at her sinisterly.

She and Qing Ling have been strengthening their relationship during this period, and she really has no interest in paying attention to him. It is best for him not to provoke her.

On the barrage, everyone laughed crazy looking at their colorful handwriting, and each one boldly started spraying wheat on the barrage.

[Nantang Nantang!My new boyfriend! ]
[Why do I suddenly feel that Nantang knows everything? He is just too straight. ]
[I can do this word, brother, look at me! ]

[Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, Xiaoxiao, are you writing with a calligraphy brush?How is this different from what is written with a signature pen? ]
[You in front of me caught my eye. Are you a black fan? ]
[Okay, it’s already good that he can learn Nantang’s way of holding a brush. Don’t be too harsh on him...]
[The word "my little fairy"... is hard to describe in one word. ]
[Sure enough, apart from Nantang, there is no one left who can fight. ]
[Oh, Feng Mian’s calligraphy is pretty good. Has she practiced it before? ]
[Although it is not as good as Nantang, it is indeed much better than the others. I didn’t expect that Feng Mian’s calligraphy was actually pretty good. ]
Looking at the barrage praising Feng Mian, Qing Ling raised her chin proudly. Xu Ping couldn't bear to look directly at her and said, "Boss, no one else but me can see your expression now. You What are you proud of?"

(End of this chapter)

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