"According to the rules of the competition, the one who can write a hundred different characters in one stroke will win."

"If there is one who has completed the same rule, the final winner will be judged by the length of time."

"In the end, the winner will not only get the" post of mourning disorder "collected by the third master all his life, but also become our best friend of the Kong family, and get the right of free access to Julong Pavilion for a limited period of five years!"

When people began to write on the white paper, Kong Buyu, who was standing on the stage, once again set off a heavy bomb.

Free access to Julong Pavilion!

It's clear to all who are sitting here what this will mean.

If you make friends with the Kong family and become the first-class guests of the Kong family, you can see the leaders of the Kong family at any time when you go to the Julong Pavilion. It's cheap and you don't have to talk to yourself.

"Take the pen and the paper, and I'll take part too!"

"Yes, I want to write it, too. I've written a picture of longevity in one stroke. I've been traveling all these years, and I'm proficient in seven foreign languages. Even if I use pinyin, I have to make up a hundred!"

"I'll come, too!"

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Among the guests, those who are not good at writing have also volunteered to work hard. This is the chance to enter and leave Julong Pavilion at will in five years.

"Good, good, as long as you are willing to write, you will be rewarded today. Please bring pen and paper to the distinguished guests quickly!" Seeing this scene, Kong San Yeh was impatient, but today he is the birthday star and the referee of the contest, so he can't go out in person and have a showdown with you.

At this time, Jin can, who was sitting next to Jin Buhuan in the first row, glanced at Qin fan behind him and asked with a pinch of emphasis: "Mr. He, I heard that you are all from Macao, but after eating so many years of foreign ink, I just don't know how to write Chinese characters?"

With that, Jin can looks at Qin fan gloating, obviously trying to make a fool of him in front of everyone.

He had seen Qin fan's signature on the original agreement, and he was confident that his handwriting level in primary school could kill Qin fan for hundreds of blocks.

Smell speech, Kong San Ye's eyes also curiously look to Qin fan, ask a way: "he childe, do you also want to participate?"

"Ah?" Qin fan was stunned for a moment.

"Young master he, it seems that our third master is very interested in your calligraphy. On this happy day, everyone is writing a picture to celebrate his birthday. Are you going to do this and watch it, and do nothing?" Jin can laughs.

"Yes, Mr. He, this time you can come to Yanjing to celebrate the old man's birthday on behalf of the he family. I've already given him enough face, but I still dare to let Mr. He leave some pen and ink to hang at home. I always remember the friendship between the he family and the Kong family today. Good words and bad words are the second. This friendship is priceless." Confucius is looking forward to it.

Qin fan did not expect that Jin can would suddenly lead the spearhead to himself.

He disdains to fight with Jin can, the second generation ancestor of the family. They are not in the same heavyweight. Qin fan really can't write, and it's ugly to write.

In addition, Jin Buhuan and other four family leaders are all bowing their heads and concentrating on writing the longevity map for Kong Sanye, but they don't find what he is doing at the moment.

"Mr. he studied in LD when he was a child and worked on wall street when he was an adult. He came back to China a few years ago. He is really not proficient in Chinese characters. I think it's not as good as that. Since Mr. Jin Er is so enthusiastic, why don't you write a picture of longevity first and then copy it for Mr. He?" Li Puti, who was writing, suddenly raised his head and said with a smile.

"Lin, copy?" Jin can is stunned.

"Yes, Mr. he grew up abroad. You came from the Jin family, the head of the four families in Yanjing. You have passed on calligraphy for hundreds of years, and your attainments in calligraphy must be better than ours. Today, you are catching up with the third master's birthday. Just by taking this opportunity, you write and Mr. He copy. It's a cooperation between the two places. As the host, you should let Mr. He have some ?” Li Puti said with a brush in his hand and a smile.

"Cooperation between the two places..." Kong San Yeh nodded his head and said, "well, Jin can, you can write it too. The visitors are guests. As Yanjing natives, we have to show them something. It's said that among the four Yanjing families, the Jin family is the most accomplished in calligraphy. Even Haitong, who is seven years old, can write the preface to Lanting with a brush. I've always wanted to see it I'll give you a chance to write a copy and show it to me. If I can be satisfied, I'll give you a special gift later. How about that? "

"Yes, yes, I've heard about your Jin family's calligraphy for a long time. Before, Jin Lan always told me that as the head of the family's second room, your calligraphy is unique. Today's such a good day, you can meet our wishes and write one to have a look?" Li Puti had put down his pen and looked at Jin can expectantly.

Jin can's calligraphy is really good, but it doesn't mean that everyone's calligraphy is good, especially when he was born with a golden spoon and loved by thousands of people all the time

And just now, he wanted to take this opportunity to avenge Qin fan's humiliation when he was in Beijing.But I didn't expect the situation to evolve to this point.

It's like throwing stones at your own feet. There's no place to cry.

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