Beauty's Devil Guard

The sound is like the falling of pearls and jade, more like the cracking of gold and stone. Every word is extremely powerful, like a sword pierced into people's ears.

There was a dull moment in the audience. For Xiao Yi's arrogant words, I felt deeply puzzled. A pair of eyes, are confused set in the body of Xiao Yi.

If it wasn't for Zhong Xiaoyu's birthday party, someone would take Xiao Yi as a psycho and blow him out immediately.

After song shaolun's face was shocked for a while, he suddenly began to laugh like Xiao Yi. He is laughing at Xiaoyi's madness, his gaffe and his incomprehension.

Xiao Yi glanced at the puzzled look on the people's faces. Then, his face turned to Zhong qianmei and said, "Zhong Dong, is there any good ink here?"

Zhong qianmei was slightly stunned. She looked at Xiao Yi in surprise for a moment. Then she nodded and said, "there will be hotels. I'll let the hotel prepare for you quickly."

"All right." Xiao Yi smiles confidently, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the lobby of the hotel, everyone began to whisper for a moment.

"What does he want? Is it hard for him to sun out his words? "

"How young is he? Can't any young man copy the charm of God's note?"

"Yes, in front of God's letter, any word will be eclipsed. Is he going to paint? "

"Drawing?" The talker sneered and said, "is he drawing a chicken to eat rice just like Tang Baihu's

Suddenly, whispering two people some can't help laughing.

Zhong qianmei orders to go down, and the hotel is ready to write. White paper, pen, and writing brush, everything prepared by the hotel is still abundant.

Without saying a word, Xiao Yi found a table in front and spread it with white paper. He immediately raised his face and began to work hard.

Or that one prescription: Ganoderma lucidum, wolfberry, Schisandra, chrysanthemum, each one money. Cassia seed, mulberry leaf, lotus leaf, Prunella vulgaris, each three money. Gastrodia elata, polygonatum, each four money. Brewing, absolutely can not use the method of boiling, in order to avoid the loss of volatile active components. If you eat it every night, it will be effective if you eat it for a long time.

is as like as two peas. However, compared with the last brush, every word of the brush looks more uninhibited and full of verve. At the turning point of the shape, it is more elegant and natural.

When Xiao Yi picked up his pen to write, the following guests all rushed in, making Xiao Yiwei's house full of water. Of course, Zhang Weimin, the most prestigious old secretary, stands at the front.

At the moment, Secretary Zhang's eyes were twinkling, staring at the line of words on the paper. The wrinkles on his face were all twisted together, and his face was full of enthusiasm and excitement. Two fists clench, as if ready to rush up at any time, vow to defend Xiao Yi just write down this line of elegant wild grass.

Song shaolun watched Xiaoyi finish the line, not moved. He couldn't understand the trickiness of calligraphy. He sneered at Xiaoyi and said, "what's the matter? Draw a few earthworms on the paper, do you think you will become a phoenix? Do you think you have become a calligrapher? Do you still think your calligraphy is better than my God's calligraphy? "

After a pause, song shaolun's sneer became more sonorous. He stared at Xiao Yi and said bitterly: "I think you are really stupid and naive."

This time, Xiao Yi didn't respond to song shaolun who was arrogant and didn't know himself. But the old secretary Zhang Weimin, who was really intolerable, slapped song shaolun on the head.

The crisp slapping sound is especially loud in the whole hotel.

"What did your father teach you all these years? You can't read and read. Don't you have any vision? I'm still gossiping here. It's a shame. I think you are more and more like a dandy boy these years. Nothing but eating, drinking and playing. "

After a slap fan in the past, the old secretary Zhang Weimin was still angry and hard to get rid of. He threw a fierce curse at Song shaolun.

Even so perfect natural and unrestrained wild grass, compared to a few earthworms on top. For the old secretary Zhang Weimin, this is humiliating his eyes and blaspheming this perfect word. Zhang Weimin, an old secretary who is seldom angry at ordinary times, looks indignant at this time.

Song shaolun was slightly stunned, covered the pain on his head, and looked at the angry old secretary Zhang Weimin. His heart was weak, and he opened his mouth. He said wrongly: "old secretary, what did I do wrong?"

If song shaolun dares to fight back, he can fight back. However, at this time, it was Zhang Weimin, the old secretary of Jiang Hai, who started beating song shaolun and reprimanded him. However, the Song family did not dare to act rashly. After all, they did not dare to act rashly because of Zhang's prestige and confidence for the people.

"What did you do wrong?" Zhang Weimin raised the volume abruptly and said angrily, "it's really stubborn. You can't teach me. Standing in front of you is the original work of God's calligraphy, a great calligraphy sage. You said that what he just wrote turned out to be earthworms crawling on paper. Are you doubting my eyes? Are you laughing at me? You look at this line of words, flowing water, anything, this is the supreme realm, do you understand? It's stupid, it's shallow, it's shortsighted... "Zhang Weimin, the old secretary, would be red faced and thick necked, shouting at Song shaolun. It seems that they all have the smell of roaring.

What he loved most, what he thought was the most perfect in his heart, was provoked, which made the old secretary start to lose his manners. For song shaolun, some hate iron but not steel.

Sharp inquiry, just like the old secretary's momentum at that time, is reasonable and aggressive. This made song shaolun feel a little out of breath. His face turned red and he said, "you say, he is the original work of God's post?"

Seeing that song shaolun was still so stupid, Zhang Weimin shook his head helplessly. Then, staring at the line of words on Xiao Yi's paper, his eyes twinkled and he said, "of course, he's the young man I'm looking for. If you compare these two characters, can't you find that they were written by one person? The verve of characters and strokes are so similar. At the turning point of the hook, there is a sharp blade. Moreover, this pair of calligraphy looks more elegant and proud, revealing the writer's own temperament... "

Although Zhang Weimin is old, he looks old. However, at this moment, it's a good time to talk. In the whole hall, there was a little daze.

Then, a pair of exclamatory eyes fixed on Xiao Yi's young and thin figure, one by one surprised and dull look surged into their faces, and the voice of air-conditioning resounded one after another in the lobby of the third floor of the hotel.

Looking for the whole river and sea again and again, the original work of God's post is in front of us. Unexpectedly, he is such a humble young man.

A group of government officials who love calligraphy can't help but rush to the desk where Xiao Yi just wrote. Business merchants are curious and move their feet forward. They all want to see how amazing this pair of calligraphy is? Is it as perfect and arbitrary as God's post?

For a moment, the desk Xiao Yi wrote that week became the focus of the audience. Each one is like a duck with a long neck, looking forward to seeing the words on the table.

Secretary Niu first lowered his head to enjoy the wild grass written by Xiao Yi with a brush. Suddenly, eyes a bright, hands uneasy rub up. From the bottom of my heart, I want to take this calligraphy as my own.

Then song Chongming, who was extremely ugly, saw the picture on the table. His face was slightly angry, and he was surprised.

They all have some attainments in calligraphy. Naturally, we can see the extraordinary character of Xiao Yi.

Song Chongming stares at that pair of words for a minute. Then he suddenly raises his head. Tiger's eyes are shocked. He angrily scolds song shaolun and says, "come here, disgraceful guy. What are you doing there? Don't be a dog in the manger. I've been busy with my work these years and my education is not up to standard. When I go back, I will educate you well. "

Seeing that his loving father began to scold him, song shaolun gave him a bitter smile. He looked at the amazing calligraphy again and shook his head.

Up to this moment, he still did not see the magic of this calligraphy? However, he did not dare to rebel against song Chongming. He immediately went over and stood behind him. However, his young and handsome face had already turned into the color of pig liver.

Wearing a diamond skirt, Zhong Xiaoyu will see that Xiao Yi has robbed him of his elegant demeanor. Suddenly, he went to Xiao Yi's side, pulled his sleeve and said, "hum, is it your birthday or my birthday today? You've robbed all the scenery."

Although it's full of breath, it's still beautiful at the bottom of my heart. Any woman would like to see that her man is promising and her man is in the limelight.

Standing on one side of the bell qianmei gently smile, that look to Xiao Yi's eyes more satisfied.

Looking at the group of people still pointing around his calligraphy, Xiao Yi said lazily: "well, today is not the day of calligraphy, it's my Xiaoyu's birthday. Next time you have a chance, enjoy it again. "

Xiao Yi's words immediately disturbed their interest. Zhang Weimin, the old secretary, raised his head and looked at Xiao Yi's thin figure. He said with admiration, "when you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening. I've lived for so many years. Young, good, good. Let's have a good chat. "

At this moment, Zhang Weimin is not like a famous old secretary, but like a fanatical fan.

With a faint smile, Xiao Yi touched the Shuanggou copy of "stomachache paste" in his arms and said slowly, "come down, I will find the old secretary to communicate with him about calligraphy. But now I have to give my Xiao Yu a birthday present. "

At this moment, when Xiao Yi talks about giving gifts, the whole audience's eyes focus on Xiao Yi again.