I Born To Be King

Tan Xiang's face is also a little nervous, but soon he adjusted his mood, only to see him take a deep breath, hold his breath, the hands of the brush also fell down.

"Ha ha ha." One of Su Zhe's dog legs suddenly laughed, "you see his nervous appearance, should not use a brush."

Dogleg this laugh is to disturb Tan Xiang, Tan Xiang's pen in the hands of an instant more than a pen, he raised his head, looked at Su Zhe, eyes full of anger.

Su Zhe opened his hand and looked helpless. After all, he didn't do it just now. He said that he was just watching the play here. It was you who had to be disturbed. What did you do to me.

Tan Xiang wants to start again, but then Su Zhe's dog legs are constantly interfering, causing Su Zhe's calligraphy to tremble. At this moment, Su Zhe's people see a joke.

Tan Xiang's face is not reconciled, "if it were not for you to disturb me, I would not write like this."

"Master Liu." But Su Zhe called Liu Yiming and said, "what calligraphy pays attention to is meditation. He can't do meditation. His handwriting is crooked. Can I blame him?"

Liu Yiming is not ashamed of Su Zhe's way of doing things, but Su Zhe's saying is very reasonable. They can't refute it at all, and Liu Yiming can only nod his head.

At this time, Su Zhe looked at Jiangning again, "Dr. Jiang, do you think what I said is right?"

"You're right." Jiangning immediately affirmed Su Zhe's words. He went to tan Xiang and patted him on the shoulder. "Boy, you haven't got home yet."

"If he doesn't practice well, why don't you give it a try? Let's write a copy of calligraphy at the same time to see who is good at it. It can be regarded as adding color to today's work, don't you think?"

Hearing Su Zhe's inquiry, Jiangning turned his head slowly and said with no expression: "today I will teach you a truth again, that is, if you don't have a complete grasp, don't rush to do it."

Jiangning said this to tan Xiang. Then Jiangning went to the conference table. He picked up two brushes, one for his left hand and one for his right hand.

Su Zhe saw this, but he was amused. "What's the matter, Dr. Jiang, I don't know which handwriting is better?"

"It's true." Jiangning is thinking, if you write with your left hand, will you look down on people, but if you write with your right hand, it is more bullying.

Jiangning just narrates a fact. After all, Jiangning has been using brush for a long time. After hundreds of years of practice, they can't compare.

This left hand and right hand, is really some not very good choice, Jiangning simply two brush are stained with ink, then he stopped action, "what's the matter, is not to compare it?"

"Dr. Jiang, you're too pretending to write with both hands?" One of Su Zhe's henchmen immediately sneered.

Before, Su Zhe was always pretended by Tan Xiang. Everyone knows that Tan Xiang is closer to Jiangning. At this time, these dogs want to beat Jiangning in the face to see if Jiangning can be so calm all the time.

Before, it was said that Su Shao was pretended, but now you are more pretended, and you still use two handwritten words.

Su Zhe's face was not good-looking. He immediately took two writing brushes. Since Jiangning wanted to write with two hands, he would use the same two hands to see who was more powerful.

"Dr. Jiang, don't wait for a moment. It's really embarrassing." Su Zhe's eyes are full of disdain.

To tell you the truth, this calligraphy is really taught by his master since he was a child. After all, he is a traditional Chinese medicine. Of course, he has to practice calligraphy well, and he often practices it, rather than the usual situation of not writing.

Jiangning is a faint smile, casually tossed brush, pause time, brush ink is splashed on the rice paper, his action, but also attracted a burst of disdain hiss.

Seeing this, Su Zhe shakes his head. He feels that this kind of competition is meaningless. Jiangning sprinkles ink on rice paper. Can you still see the calligraphy?

Su Zhe is also slowly said: "hurry to start, early start, also early end, too boring."

"Yes, it's boring." Jiangning said a meaningful sentence, and then he began to do it.

And Liu Yiming also got together. He wanted to see what a scene it would be like to write with both hands at the same time.

Jiangning slowly began to write. After the first word, the two characters were almost the same. However, Jiangning turned his right hand and pointed a dot on the top of the rice paper.

Liu Yiming was shocked by the change of the style of writing, but he thought it was a coincidence.

The second word is the same. After that, every word is like this. Either the left hand brings the ink dot in, or the right hand writes the same font on both sides, one on the left hand and one on the right hand.

What's more, the most ingenious ones are the scattered ink dots, which are covered up by Jiangning in a very ingenious way, which makes Liu Yiming even more shocked.

But most people are around Su Zhe. After all, Su Zhe's handwriting is wonderful before. People want to see Su Zhe's handwriting again.

Su Zhe seems to have no trouble, but he is very happy in his heart. At the moment, he feels that he is the protagonist of all the stars. Because Jiang Ning cured Liu Yiming, his grievance has completely dissipated.

Su Zhe knew that he succeeded today and robbed Jiangning of its scenery and glory. He was very happy, and his words also appeared to be dancing.

Of course, he will not be affected by mood changes in the hands of the play, perhaps precisely, because the heart is happy, he played better, the font also has a cheerful charm.

After a while, Su Zhe also slowly put down the brush in his hand, "because of everyone's love, I have already written this calligraphy."

Su Zhe looked at the two calligraphy sheets and shook his head slightly. "He seldom uses his left hand, which is not very good."

Then Su Zhe pushed away all the people around him, "Dr. Jiang, have you finished writing there? If not, I can wait for you."

Jiangning has been standing at the conference table for a long time. After Su Zhe finished writing, he said slowly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"What are you arrogant about? What's the use of writing fast? I don't want to see who writes well." Su Zhe's dog leg immediately said.

However, Liu Yiming has recovered from his shock. He looks at the two calligraphy posts in front of him and exclaims in a loud voice, "if I hadn't been watching, I wouldn't believe that it would be a font that a person can write."

There are two kinds of typefaces in the two calligraphy posts. One is as vivid as a stroke, as if it were printed on paper. The other is as vivid as a pen. The words seem to come to life and jump out of the paper.

Liu Yiming felt that there was no need to compare. It must be Jiangning who won.

But at this time, one of Su Zhe's dog legs came over and hummed, "Dr. Jiang, even if you don't write well, cheating is too despised. Where are the ink spots on your rice paper? Are you eating them?"