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Chapter 260 Wendou!

"Four geniuses?"

"We have a lot of talented people in the Three Kingdoms, but there are still no one who dares to be called the Four Great Talents?"

"It's not that there are no one. Senior Wang can be counted as one. But what about the others? There is no one in the younger generation who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Senior Wang."

As soon as Wang Zheng's words fell, especially when it was about the title of the Four Great Talents, which sounded like a supreme honor, all the young people immediately talked about it, and then cast a questioning look at Wang Zheng.

Sensing everyone's eyes, Wang Zheng still had a mysterious look:

"I won't talk about the names of the four great talents. After we have a literary battle, how about Wang explaining your doubts?"

"Wen Dou? What kind of Wen Dou?" As soon as Wang Zheng said this, many young people showed eagerness to try.

After all, scholars, even those who cultivate the spirit of writing, still have the essence of ignoring literati. When they hear about Wendou, or in an occasion like the Three Kingdoms Literary Association, how can they not be moved?
"How about this literary battle? It's actually very simple. It's a painting with flowers as the theme, and the great Confucians and Wang will be the judges.

On Wang's side, um, he's the one to play.I don't know which one wants to fight? "

While talking, Wang Zheng pulled Deng Feng past him, and then pushed him forward.Deng Feng's eyes were stunned, and he looked at Wang Zheng as if asking for help.

"Brother! My dear brother! You asked me to study some poetry and songs. I still have a few brushes. Although I can do painting, compared with them, you are not embarrassing me. ?"

With a weeping face, Deng Feng blinked bitterly at Wang Zheng, and thousands of words were in his eyes.

Wang Zheng's lips moved slightly, and Shu Yin said to Deng Feng in a thread: "Do as I say, and I will guarantee you the limelight. Don't worry."

"Really?" Deng Feng's eyes lit up, and he blinked uncertainly.

The corner of Wang Zheng's mouth twitched: "Did buddy cheat you?"

Deng Feng thought, yes?It's such a rationale!So what are you afraid of!fuck him!Who will do who!
Thinking of this, Deng Feng's expression suddenly became solemn yet gentle, and he bowed his hands towards the surroundings without losing etiquette. Deng Feng said with a pleasant smile:

"I don't know which friend is willing to enlighten me?"

Seeing Deng Feng's confident performance, the group of young people were a little confused about this guy's confidence. In the end, you looked at me and I looked at you, and all of them focused their eyes on a handsome young man.

Feeling many trusting gazes, the young man did not show any stage fright: "I'm Ouyang Hua, I also ask this brother for advice!"

"Well, this kid Ouyang Hua is quite accomplished. Among the younger generation, his painting skills are considered top-notch. Wang Zheng may be deflated this time."

Not far away, when Xu Kang saw this scene, there was an undisguised joy on his face.

Looking at Ouyang Hua and Deng Feng who were also full of confidence, Wang Zheng said without haste:

"Then let's take flowers as the theme, and just draw as you like. However, there is a premise that you are not allowed to use the spirit of culture to interfere with the work."

"You are not allowed to use Wenhua Qi? Good guy, this is a pure competition of painting skills!"

"Brother Ouyang won't be at a disadvantage if you don't use the spirit of Wenhua. You must know that brother Ouyang's painting skills are far superior to mine."

"Looking at Senior Wang Zheng's full confidence, is it possible that Deng Feng is also good at painting?"

"It's hard to say, let's just wait and see."

Regarding Wang Zheng's request, the two Wendou participants didn't have any opinions, but the onlookers began to make arguments one after another.

"The time for a stick of incense starts now!"

Seeing that all the pens, inks, papers and inkstones were arranged by the spirited Wen Dao monks, Wang Zheng directly announced the start of the competition.

Ouyang Hua really deserves to be Ouyang Hua, it seems that in order to compare his drawing skills, he came up with both left and right hands at the same time.

Pen and dragon snake!Ouyang Hua is worthy of being a master of painting recommended by everyone, almost as soon as he gets started, he has the momentum of a dragon and a snake.

"Peony! Peony! Begonia!"

"Lotus! Orchids! Peach blossoms!"

"Damn, brother Ouyang is going to draw a picture of hundreds of flowers!"

As Ouyang Hua gradually became better, everyone also saw some clues from his paintings, and they all made no secret of their shock.

Animating hundreds of flowers with both hands, this kind of method is beyond the grasp of ordinary people.

On the other side, Deng Feng was sitting there with the presence of an old god. Compared with Ouyang Hua, who was a dragon and a snake, his momentum was much worse.

"I don't know which girl is willing to grind ink at home? Deng is very grateful."

Deng Feng, with a calm expression, sat in front of the blank drawing paper, glanced around with a smile, and looked specifically at the pretty girl.

However, what responded to him was a look of disgust.After all, Deng Feng's eyes were very dishonest before, and his hands and feet were even more dishonest. It's no wonder these girls can see such hooligans.

Facing those disgusting eyes, Deng Feng felt very embarrassed.What about pretentiousness?What about Hongxiu Tianxiang as agreed?
Looking at Wang Zheng as if asking for help, Deng Feng found that Wang Zheng just shrugged his shoulders and gave him a helpless expression.

Seeing this, Deng Feng got up angrily, and started grinding the ink by himself, muttering while grinding the ink:

"MD, you wait! You wait for me to pretend to be successful in a while!"

At this time, Deng Feng's desolate, helpless, angry look was in sharp contrast to Ouyang Hua, who was behind him with a fanciful girl and a pen and snake.

Deng Feng is so bleak.But when he thought of Wang Zheng's confession to him, Deng Feng was right at all!

Time passed bit by bit, and half of the time for a stick of incense had passed. Ouyang Hua's transformation was coming to an end, but Deng Feng hadn't started writing yet.

"It's too big! It's too big! Brother Ouyang's painting of hundreds of flowers is about to be completed, but the one surnamed Deng still hasn't written it. I'm afraid it will be embarrassing."

"Oh, that's right! It doesn't matter whoever dumped him, isn't this the one who dumped Senior Wang Zheng!"

"Stop talking, look, he has started to draw!"

At this moment, the surrounding audience were bad-mouthing Deng Feng, and Deng Feng finally started to pick up his pen and slowly began to draw on the white paper.

Deng Feng's painting was done in a leisurely manner, which was far inferior to the momentum of Ouyang Hua's Hundred Flowers.

Finally, Ouyang Hua's painting of hundreds of flowers was completed, causing countless exclamations. The lifelike painting of hundreds of flowers reveals grace and magnificence everywhere!
But Deng Feng was still drawing without haste.

Fortunately, just when the time for a stick of incense was about to be reached, Deng Feng finally finished his pen without haste.

It was a pink and tender lotus flower that was about to bloom.In Ouyang Hua's painting of hundreds of flowers, it may only be a foil among the flowers.

"This……"

"What the hell is this!"

"Don't worry, just listen to what you gentlemen have to say."

Seeing that playful work, many popular people almost scolded their mothers.

(End of this chapter)