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Chapter 70 Jumping the beam clown!Yelang is arrogant!
Many people don't know Su Zhao, but they are full of affection for this outspoken young man.

Muraki Jiro was so choked that he couldn't say a word, and he said in a strange way: "So, the master can also calligraphy? Why don't you write a little bit for everyone to see."

Seemingly an ordinary invitation, in fact Muraki Jiro kept evil intentions.

This time, he took the initiative to ask to participate in the historical and cultural exchange conference, just to make himself famous in Huaxia, so that his new works will be listed in China in the future, and make a name for himself.

Before coming, he made a very detailed investigation on the Jinmen History and Culture Research Association.

After careful consideration, he chose calligraphy as a breakthrough, and he is also very confident in this point.

I believe that in the entire Historical and Cultural Research Association, there is no one who is his opponent.

At that time, his reputation will instantly resound throughout the entire Beijing-Tianjin area.

Before the new book launch event in a few days, he will let people reveal this matter quietly, maybe his book will be a big seller in China!

Whoever imagines it, sees that he is about to succeed.

But suddenly, out of nowhere, a young man about his age appeared.

This made him unknowingly feel a little uneasy, and even remembered the words that the teacher often said when he was learning Huaxia.

Chinese masters are among the people!
Su Zhao is not a good bird. Since the other party dared to call his name, of course he will accompany him to the end, let alone the other party is an islander.

He will beat the opponent, even his own mother does not know him.

"Okay, these brushes of mine are usually used to clean pots and wash dishes. I have never written calligraphy before. How about I try?"

With a questioning expression on his lips, Su Zhao has already stepped onto the stage in great strides.

Old Xie even called him a few words in a low voice behind him, but this guy didn't hear him at all.

Mr. Xie couldn't help being worried for a while. If he talked about some historical issues, he believed that Su Zhao could handle them completely.

But now the competition is calligraphy.

That thing can't enter the house without decades of immersion.

Muraki Jiro looks very ordinary, Mr. Xie can be sure that the other party has been practicing calligraphy since he was at least a few years old, and he has a famous teacher to guide him, so he has reached the point where he is today.

But Su Zhao doesn't know anything, going to the stage isn't just making a fool of himself for no reason.

Tian Zhenhai watched Su Zhao come to the stage, also worried for a while.

After returning yesterday, he asked someone to check Su Zhaodao's information, and found out that the other party was not Mr. Xie's student at all, but a radio host, who had just gone through the resignation procedures.

It may be that I met Mr. Xie by chance while talking about ancient essays on the present, and followed the latter to broaden my horizons.

But the others and the audience in the audience didn't know this, and they immediately applauded when they saw someone come on stage to teach the islanders a lesson.

"Good job!"

"Brother, come on!"

"Write well, as long as you can defeat him! I will buy this calligraphy no matter what!"

Su Zhao smiled and waved his hands to the bottom of the stage, then turned to look at Muraki Jiro, "Is it okay to use your paper and pen? I'm afraid that you won't admit it if you lose, so I insist that my paper and pen are better than yours!"

Muraki Jiro slandered, this guy is too wicked, he always thinks of being sarcastic, but he still can't find a reason, so he can only swallow his anger and give in.

"Okay, yes!" Muraki Jiro took a step to the left.

Su Zhao walked to the table, picked up the brush, weighed it, and glanced at it.

Heavy pen, requires a lot of force.

Purple wolf hair, the hair is very soft, but the writing is full of momentum.

After weighing it in his heart, Su Zhao stared at the white rice paper on the table and thought for a while.

write something
At this time, it must be timely and appropriate!
There it is!
After deciding what to write, Su Zhao filled the brush with ink, moved his wrist, and started to write stroke by stroke.

Time passed quickly, only about 1 minute.

But for all the Chinese people present, it was indeed like a year.

Whether the young man in front of him can shut up the island birdman Muraki Jiro is the most concerned thing in everyone's mind.

Swish swish!
Su Zhao finished writing a few large characters, looked at the rice paper and smiled, then turned to Tian Zhenhai and said, "President Tian, ​​please help me unfold the characters."

Tian Zhenhai looked puzzled, stepped forward, glanced at the big characters on the table, and was immediately stunned!
Looking at Su Zhao with a calm face, Tian Zhenhai's expression of shock is beyond doubt!
"Okay!" Tian Zhenhai nodded and picked up the rice paper on the table, and deliberately stood with Murata Jiro's assistant.

On the rice paper, there are only eight characters!

Yelang is arrogant!

Jumping beam clown!

Su Zhao wrote in block letters, which was slightly different from Muraki Jiro's cursive script.

Regardless of the simplicity of block letters, students in a few grades of elementary school can write decently.

Often the simplest things are the hardest.

The same is true for block letters!

If you want to learn to be simple and really write well, it is as difficult as heaven!

But now, the eight characters Su Zhao wrote can only be described with one word!
just!
It really makes people look like it has a shocking effect!

And this kind of calligraphy made many ordinary people understand it at a glance, and they all applauded loudly!

Mr. Xie was also taken aback. He knew that Su Zhao was fond of history and literature, and seemed to know a lot, but this was the first time he saw such calligraphy.

If you do a grade classification with three people.

Then Li Shibai is a primary school student, Muraki Jiro is a high school student, and Su Zhao is a college student.

A few people are not in the same class at all.

It seemed that Su Zhao was laughing and joking, but the calligraphy he wrote was full of righteousness.

One has to wonder, such a word was really written by Su Zhao?
Muraki Jiro also felt hot on his face, as a person who has been practicing calligraphy since he was six years old.

Eyesight has been trained!

He could see Su Zhao's handwriting, which looked simple, but Ying had completely formed a unique style, which made people feel that he didn't have it at all.

In general, those who can write such characters are probably already well-known calligraphers.

How could it be the young man in front of him!
Su Zhao didn't care about that, and opened his mouth and said: "How about it, Mr. Muraki, look, I am arrogant, can the word "jumping clown" be as good as your eyes?"

This sentence made the people in the audience laugh.

Where did this man come from?It's so fucking bad!

Hitting people only in the face, it doesn't work without ringing!
Mr. Xie also shook his head with a chuckle, and was a little bit dumbfounded by Su Zhao's temper.

"You cheated, you must have practiced this handwriting many times, and you took it out to compete with me today!" Muraki Jiro forced himself to find an excuse.

Su Zhao sneered, "Fuck you, grandma, why don't you go back and copy it. Then write one that is exactly like mine, and show me."

"Don't think that your small island country has some kind of animation culture, and there are a few novels that are popular with foreigners. You are the only one. What are you? Huaxia pays attention to keeping a low profile, understand? Don't want to Competing with you, you really put an onion in your nose and put an elephant on it, do you have that weight?!"

(End of this chapter)