Chapter 779

"Jin Lan usually likes to collect these old friends' calligraphy classics. When he has nothing to do, he copies them on the Internet. Recently, he bravely feels ugly in front of the third master. I hope the third master doesn't laugh." Jin Lan said so.

"What a joke?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

Third Master Kong burst out laughing.

"Well, well, I really didn't expect that I was so crouching in the Jin family. I was familiar with hundreds of calligraphies, but I could write them with such verve, and arrange them in the periphery of the birthday characters alone Well, it's good. Not to mention the basic skills of calligraphy, you are the champion of today's calligraphy competition just by your creativity and heart

With that, Kong San Yeh left the shocked guests and friends, holding Jin Lan's works in his hand, turned and walked to the main hall.

There was a complete silence.

Especially sitting in the front row of Jin Buhuan, the face has been iron blue to the extreme!

It's clear that I can get the top of the list, but I was robbed by my servants at the critical moment?

And he was the one he looked down on and didn't want to see!

What set of 100 strong points, what copy, pick words?

Jin Buhuan now only feels hot on his face!

He was silent, and his eyes sparkled with malice.

If he doesn't speak, other people are even more afraid to speak.

Are you kidding? The clan members of my family have taken the limelight of the clan leader. This is something I have never heard of or seen!

Who is Jin Buhuan? He is the head of Yanjing's four big families. He is a person below one person and above ten thousand people.

Just now it was clear that Kong San Yeh had planned to announce that he was the winner of the competition. He had to speak loudly. When Jin Buhuan almost stood up, he was robbed of the number of Champions by his own men.

This face is really loud!

In particular, sitting beside Jin Buhuan, Jin can's face is about to wring out of water!

It was he who just found an excuse to say that his arm was broken that gave Jinlan the chance to write a birthday picture.

If it wasn't for his fear that his handwriting was too ugly at that time and he had been avoiding everything, things would have come to this point.

He dare not go to see Jin Buhuan, also dare to look back at Jin Lan, the whole is sandwiched in the middle, the expression on his face is like eating excrement, how ugly, how ugly!

At this time, Kong San Yeh had already sat down in his own position, still holding Jin Lan's work orchid in his hand, and he looked at it carefully, and not only praised it.

"Well, it's really good. There are a few words that I like to practice all the time. In terms of writing ability, a little girl in Jinlan is not as old as she is, but in terms of charm, tut Tut, I feel inferior to myself..."

Master Kong is a calligrapher.

To say these words is totally unintentional, and calligraphy is full of inner pleasure.

But his words were clearly heard by the guests in the front row of the scene. The expressions on everyone's faces were very strange. Their eyes unconsciously turned to Jin Buhuan, and the rigid expression on Jin Buhuan's face did not change. However, his two hands had already lived on the assistant of the seat, with straight joints protruding, forcing down his anger.

"Well, what's the matter with you all?"

Kong San Ye immersed in the words, half a day to slow down, looked up and found the strange scene.

Leng, Leng.

Then, he said with a self mocking smile, "Oh, look at my brain. I can't read good words. I forget everything when I read good words."

"So let's go on with what we just talked about?"

Kong Buyu sat beside him, turned his head and whispered.

"Yes, go on."

Kong San Yeh vomited a tone gently, raised his hand to hand over Jin Lan's work to the servant, after taking it away, his eyes swept the whole room and said faintly.

"Let's announce the champion of today's calligraphy competition. Of course, although I like this special" longevity painting "given to me by Jinlan, before she wrote, I said that she was a young child representing the four families. She wrote this painting for me without any color, so she won't take part in this competition."

"The first place in the competition is still given to our master Jin, Jin Buhuan, and his words are really of high moral character, and he is the most famous one today. As a reward, Lao Jiu, the" mourning paste ", which has been treasured for most of his life, will also be presented to him as an award. I hope he can accept the old one It's my intention

As soon as Kong San Yeh said this, a servant came out of the Dragon gathering hall, holding a brown hot gold wooden box in his hand, walked respectfully to Kong San Yeh, reached out and bent down.

"This painting belongs to master Jin now. Give it to him." Kong San ye said lightly.

"Yes."

The servant nodded and turned to Jin Buhuan. Jin Buhuan was a little relieved, and the malice in his eyes was also reduced. After all, he regained some face. However, the words from Master Kong made him look silly.

"Originally, this painting should belong to Jinlan, but master Jin, as the owner of Jinlan's family, gave them both, no matter which one, it was the same." Third Master Kong said with a smile.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!