Chapter 2971

"You know a fart, the international competition all the way from the local to the national, and then to the international, all the way to the size of the semi-finals dozens of times, the judges changed one after another, you specially bribe everyone to show me.

I don't know if you can buy it. If you can, who is so stupid as to buy a calligraphy champion with that money

Under everyone's attention, master Yan announced the start of the match between the two.

Feng Chan's black body, low waist trousers, shirt inserted inside, looks capable and intellectual, fully highlights the beauty of tall and plump.

At this time, she wrote with one hand. As soon as she started, she was a giant brush with high difficulty. She didn't even need to bend her waist, so she just swung it on the large rice paper. Her movements were elegant and full of intellectual and artistic beauty.

Looking at a stroke, it is clear that it is extremely simple to wave the pen, and then draw out a beautiful font. There are bursts of short cheers on the scene.

In the live studio, there are lots of fans and subtitles. Several cameras are looking for angles at the same time. They must not miss her beauty and capture the audience's expression.

On the contrary, Lin Feng didn't have a single shot. No one paid attention to what he was doing.

No matter how you look at it, this competition is just a joke. It's not qualified to set off a goddess.

If it wasn't for his former identity, it would make the audience have a little sense of expectation of stepping on the big family, and there would have been "rolling" subtitles in the studio.

Just as most people enjoy the goddess's writing at 360 degrees, rendering the unique beauty of the beautiful artists, there comes a small low voice around Lin Feng.

There is a camera lens then swaying past, only to see Lin Feng often bent over to write, compared with the beauty of Feng Chan, there is really no beauty.

There's no artistic force. Just this posture, this ordinary brush, you can see that it's not very attractive.

The scene was immediately cut back, and the people in the studio started to make complaints about it.

"He can't be so scared that he still has the courage to stand on it!"

"Just looking at the writing posture, you can see that the gap is increasing day by day. If I had been ashamed and committed suicide, I would have been ashamed to avoid being disgraced."

"You know fart, this kind of waste is mostly shameless and shameless. It's estimated that the competition is to be close to our goddess on purpose. It's a boy's game to pick up girls!"

"Alas, goddess, don't be blinded by money. Although I am poor, I have a sincere heart."

"I'm so sincere. If you're allowed to choose only one of the two, you'll choose to be a junior."

"That is, if you are poor, you don't want to eat swan meat!"

"Our goddess is really God's food. Just looking at the body, it's called elegance and beauty."

"Please give me a lick!"

"Lick the dog and roll..."

Just when Feng Chan was hot on the spot and online, Lin Feng had already stopped writing. Master Yan, who was also thinking about Feng Chan, had a look at his works.

Take another look! Take another look! Then it can't be moved any more

Apart from him, many people noticed that Lin Feng was the first to finish it. Some people looked at it carefully and then frowned.

Some took a glance, turned their lips, and continued to watch the performance of the goddess. No matter how beautiful the words were, even if they could write flowers, they would be more charming than the vivid and graceful goddess?

People continued to appreciate the goddess's writing. She was walking on the rice paper with her giant brush and white jade like feet. I don't know how many people were attracted by her feet.

She walked like a fairy, and her movements were as beautiful as dancing, with every stroke of writing.

By this time, a sentence had been written, and people immediately recognized it as an ancient poem.

"It's the star watching platform. It's a poem with profound meaning and extraordinary momentum. It just fits the name of the hotel!"

"Feng Chan deserves to be an international champion. This idea, this skill, is really amazing!"

"Well, it seems that the waste has finished writing."

In the studio, someone finally said.

"What's the matter after writing? You can see that you're a cool kid who doesn't know how to write. It's OK to write a signature. It's a joke to perform on stage."

"Don't look down on the rich. You can't earn the money for learning from others all your life."

"Fart, if you spend money, you will be able to learn. If you spend money, you will be able to learn. Then all rich people will become artists."

"Yes, my aunt's daughter's classmate friend's best friend is still a local tyrant. What's the matter from primary school to university? In the end, she doesn't only know how to spend money and borrow hundreds of thousands of money. In order to fill the hole for her, the family is going to empty the bottom."

It took Lin Feng less than a minute to fill up a piece of rice paper.

Handed over to master Yan, Zhuang Shushi has been looking at him curiously.

"Peach blossom in Taohuawu..."

"Picking peach blossom again..." she recited it again and again in her heart, but she still couldn't remember which poem it was. Looking at Lin Feng, she is still confident about her education. As a top student in a famous school, this is also one of the capitals that she can marry into the cha family. She definitely has a rolling advantage over Lin Feng's predecessor. However, she can't find any memory of the poem now. I am not rich in knowledge, or that this poem is his own creation, she put this idea behind her, temporarily not sure. Although she claims that her education background is much better than Lin Feng's, her knowledge is limited. If it's not for professional knowledge, there are still a lot of things in the world that she doesn't know. Take another look at master Yan, who is completely silent with rice paper. At this time, he surrounded a lot of people, eyes are staring at the words written by Lin Feng. The paper worker wrote more than 100 words, but the characters were more and more strange. The faces of the people around him were also fascinated. One by one, they looked strange and had any reaction. On the contrary, Lin Feng, the author, was ignored. Zhuang Shushi hesitated again and again, or secretly took out his mobile phone to check, no, the whole sentence did not, the whole article has no record. Then he raised his head and saw Lin Feng's face. Suddenly, he put away his mobile phone, lifted his hair and asked, "did you write this poem?" She asked as often as she could, as if she were talking about a trivial matter“ No, I copied it online. " Lin Feng also looked at her and answered calmly“ Oh“ Where did you copy it? "“ And you don't know. "“ I just checked, but I didn't find it. "“ The website is out of business. "..." Zhuang Shushi's white fist tightened, and he wanted to greet him, especially his angry and anxious face. At this time, with a burst of cheers, Feng Chan's last stroke finally closed the palace. Several cameras scanned word by word, and the self considered senior calligrapher explained her calligraphy style word by word, as well as all kinds of outstanding highlights.