No. 1 rich family abandons young

"Since you all think this is an orphan, then let it be, and I don't want to continue the dispute."

Shen Lang shrugged helplessly, they were not on the same channel at all.

"What does it mean? It's what it is. After working on it for a long time, you still don't know what this copybook is called? It's okay, you call me Teacher Sheng, ask me for advice, and I can teach you." Chen Feng said proudly.

"I don't know "Shanshui Post", I am too familiar with it." Shen Lang said calmly.

That's right, Shen Lang is so familiar with it, this post was originally called "Diabetes Insipidus Post", but later he thought it was indecent, so he changed the name.

At that time, I was in a hurry to urinate, holding back my urine, and wanted to finish writing in a hurry, so it’s no wonder there were no flaws.

When everyone heard that Shen Lang's answer was not bad at all, the self-righteous arrogance before, suddenly restrained a little.

Song Ci's face showed a slight embarrassment.

She thought that Shen Lang must not understand, because Mr. Sanliang's calligraphy is relatively small, and he seems to be a minority in the calligraphy world, but she did not expect that Shen Lang's answer was correct.

However, Chen Feng was reluctant.

"Oh, I was really fooled by you. Did you just guess when you saw the word 'Shanshui' on the calligraphy post? But just knowing what the name of the calligraphy post is for, vulgar people don't know how to write calligraphy. Yes, if you want to learn, then worship me as your teacher and let me teach you."

"Childish." Shen Lang glanced at Chen Feng, thinking that half a bottle of vinegar likes to dangle around.

"Hurry up, call me Mr. Chen, I'll teach you how to write calligraphy." Chen Feng's smug smile turned into a chrysanthemum.

"Your level can't teach me." Shen Lang's expression was calm and composed.

"How can I not teach you, no matter what, I have also studied with Professor Cui for a year, and it is more than enough to teach you how to write."

At the beginning, Chen Feng joined the school's calligraphy club in order to get closer to Song Ci, so the one who climbed the ladder should be him, Chen Feng.

Although Chen Feng's family has a place in the catering industry in the provincial capital, it is still inferior to the fully developed Song's Group.

Don't look at Chen Feng as a school girl, who is cold to other girls, but to Song Ci, he can't wait to bite the bullet and get closer.

"If I say you can't teach me, then you can't teach me. I won't say how good I am, but I'm definitely higher than you."

Shen Lang didn't want to show off his calligraphy skills, but just told Chen Feng, you've found the wrong person for pretending to step on someone!

"Nonsense! There is a kind of competition between the two of us, the loser sticks out his tongue to lick a mouthful of ink, and will never be able to get close to Xiaoci!" Chen Feng even played a bet.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lang didn't hesitate, and nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's do it like this."

However, Song Ci was not happy.

"Don't use me as a bargaining chip! I'm not anyone's bargaining chip!"

Song Ci didn't like Shen Lang and Chen Feng, but Chen Feng hated Shen Lang even more.

"That's how it is. Remove the second condition, and we'll do it like this. Whoever writes more ugly will stick out his tongue and lick the ink, and let all the students be witnesses." Chen Feng said.

At this moment, Song Ci still had a displeased face.

She looked at Shen Lang and said seriously: "Shen Lang, why do you ask for trouble, bet with Chen Feng, you must be the loser!"

Comparing the two, Song Ci was naturally more towards Shen Lang, because she still had Song Zhiyuan's relationship, and she didn't want to see Shen Lang being humiliated in public.

"Whatever, try it." Shen Lang shrugged indifferently.

"You are so impulsive, you can completely refuse to bet, it's okay to admit cowardly now, when you lose, you will want to lick your ink!" Song Ci was disappointed with Shen Lang.

At this time, Chen Feng was afraid that Shen Lang would repent, so he planned to start quickly.

"Shen Lang, a gentleman's words are hard to follow. If you don't make a bet with me, then you are a coward, not a man!"

In fact, Chen Feng's aggressive method is useless against Shen Lang, but Shen Lang is not afraid of challenges.

Just write it, and deliberately write almost, so as not to write too well and be regarded as a lonely copy by the calligraphy circle.

"Stop talking nonsense." Shen Lang glanced at Chen Feng lightly and said.

"I'll come first!" Chen Feng started to write, he planned to quickly break Shen Lang's heart and make Shen Lang retreat.

Chen Feng has studied with Cui Tiancheng for a year, and he thinks that his level is already good. He is the one with the highest level among this group of students, except for Song Ci.

Not long after, a running script version of Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" was finished.

As soon as Chen Feng finished writing, the other students were full of praise and called it a good word.

When Song Ci saw this picture, she shook her head slightly, thinking that Shen Lang was doomed.

Chen Feng smiled triumphantly at Shen Lang full of confidence: "Look, this is strength, just wait to lick the ink!"

Shen Lang didn't bother to look at Chen Feng's face at all, so he just picked up his pen and wrote the same "Will Enter the Wine".

Compare the same font, so that you can see the gap.

The other onlookers didn't like Shen Lang at all, and even thought it was not as good as their own writing, but when Shen Lang finished writing, everyone was shocked.

What the hell!

This word is well written, even better than Chen Feng's!
However, I am uneducated, so I can say that I am famous all over the world.

These Jianghua University students don't have a deep understanding of the art of calligraphy, and they can't tell what is good about it, but the most intuitive visual experience is that the characters written by Shen Lang are more beautiful than those written by Chen Feng.

Song Cixiu raised her eyebrows, showing surprise on her face, she never expected that Shen Lang could write calligraphy so well, even she was ashamed of herself.

The most shocked and embarrassed person was none other than Chen Feng.

When he saw that Shen Lang had written the same words as him, he already knew that he was doomed.

No need to compare, the gap is very obvious, whether it is a single word or the overall structure, it is far superior to him.

As for Shen Lang, he was naturally extremely confident.

He is a legend in the calligraphy world, Mr. Sanliang.

If he said to everyone present that I am Mr. Sanliang, I am afraid no one would believe it, and there would be a burst of laughter.

"Chen Feng, you lost, you know exactly what to do next." Shen Lang pointed to the ink in the inkstone on the table.

Chen Feng frowned heavily, his face was extremely ugly, he regretted that he licked his ink before betting, and it would be fine to change to a lower difficulty factor, paralysis is the rhythm of killing himself.

Chen Feng's heart broke, and he decided to be completely shameless.

"I lost? Who can prove it? My handwriting is no worse than yours, at least I can draw with you!"

A tree without bark is bound to die.Without morals, anything is possible.Chen Feng had a thick skin and refused to admit defeat.

Then, Chen Feng glanced at the surrounding students and said, "Can you prove it? Do you dare to stand up?"

These students were all silent.

Chen Feng is a school girl, and his family has a background, most people really dare not mess with him.

This time, Chen Feng couldn't be happier, and he shouted triumphantly: "Look, no one can prove it!"

But at this moment, Song Ci said: "I can prove that your handwriting is indeed not as good as Shen Lang's. Chen Feng, if you are still a man, you will fulfill your promise and don't let me look down on you!"

Song Ci hated people who broke their promises the most, especially shameless ones like Chen Feng.

"That...well...I lick..."

In order to catch up with Song Ci, and to climb up the high branches of the Song family, Chen Feng bit the bullet, stuck out his tongue and licked a mouthful of ink, and instantly frowned, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

He really wanted to beat himself to death, why did he come up with such a terrible bet like licking ink!

"The way you lick ink looks like a dog." Shen Lang sneered.

Comparing calligraphy with Shen Lang is like hitting a stone with an egg, but this is Shen Lang's writing that deliberately lowered the level, so what does Chen Feng compare with? !
Chen Feng was so angry that his mouth slanted and his eyes slanted, he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Shen Lang, you wait for me, I will let you return sooner or later, Professor Cui is coming soon, you get out of here quickly, even if I don't chase you away, Professor Cui will also throw you out!"

"Really? To be honest, I came here today because I was invited by Professor Cui." Shen Lang smiled.

"Nonsense! If you don't put gold on your face, you are worthy of being invited by Professor Cui?" Chen Feng pointed to Shen Lang and questioned loudly.

At this moment, Song Ci didn't believe Shen Lang's words either.

"Shen Lang, this joke is a bit big. If you really like calligraphy, wait for Professor Cui and the new teacher to come. I will help you to intercede and let you stay here to attend the class together. As long as you love calligraphy, we will not reject it. .”

However, at this moment, Professor Cui walked into the studio.

I saw him walking straight towards Shen Lang, came in front of Shen Lang, and shook hands enthusiastically.

"Xiao Shen, you came very early. Come and help me take over the class and teach these college students."

Immediately, Professor Cui turned to the students of Jianghua University and said, "This is your Teacher Shen, please call me Teacher Shen."