The champion of protecting flowers in modern times

The huge hydrogen balloon floated over, which caused a burst of exclamation from the people. They looked up at the figure floating down the path of the hydrogen balloon, and opened their eyes wide...

"Who is that?"

"It seems to be someone from Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy...Ah! Remember, it was this young man who defeated Zhou Shidian at the gate of the Painting and Calligraphy Alliance."

"His name is Henry Zhang!"

"During this time, Henry Zhang has been disappearing without a trace. I didn't expect to appear at this time. Tsk tsk, it seems that Shanhe should not die. Henry Zhang's strength is still higher than Zhou Shidian."

Everyone in Shanhe also looked up at the handsome and elegant figure under the hydrogen balloon, feeling extremely excited.

Even, want to cheer.

It was like seeing the dawn in the dark night.

"I'll be there when you need me most."

Jun Tieying's ears still seem to be lingering in the words of Henry Zhang back then, or in other words, it was a promise.

"He has never let me down, never allowed me to be wronged." Jun Tieying's eyelids flickered lightly, and the eyes and the figure in the sky looked at each other, as if they could penetrate each other's hearts .

"As expected, he still came." Master Shui Xiuzhu narrowed his pupils slightly, staring at Henry Zhang's figure, "I want to see if your strength is qualified to be arrogant."

In the Shui family's manor, Henry Zhang left Shui Xiuzhu with the impression of being crazy.

Crazy, capital is needed!

"Xiao! Yang!" Jun Wulin gritted his teeth, and the resentment in his eyes flashed away.

At the beginning in the capital, Henry Zhang knocked himself down mercilessly. This hatred, with Jun Wulin's character of vengeance, is of course rote in his heart.

Everyone's expressions were different, but at this time, Henry Zhang's figure had floated down in front of Jun Tieying, the hydrogen balloon in his hand let go, and flew directly into the sky.

Henry Zhang smiled lightly at Jun Tieying, "Miss, I am not late."

'Miss', Henry Zhang's unique title to Jun Tieying.He would rather be her little book boy.

Jun Tieying's eyes fluttered, and she nodded, meaning, the rest, I will leave it to you.

With Henry Zhang present, Jun Tieying felt relaxed all over her body, as if there was nothing to worry about at all.

"Are you making trouble?"

Henry Zhang raised his face abruptly, and glanced at Jun Wulin.

His eyes were like sharp swords piercing Jun Wulin's eyes.

Jun Wulin's mind trembled subconsciously for a moment, and he hurried back a few steps involuntarily.

He hates Henry Zhang very much, but is also very afraid of Henry Zhang.

After a pause, Jun Wulin took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Henry Zhang, this is a public place."

The implication is to remind Henry Zhang not to do it.

Henry Zhang looked at Jun Wulin with a smile, and did not respond immediately, because at this moment Jun Tieying was secretly telling Henry Zhang what happened to the old man Zhou Shidian...

The smile on Henry Zhang's face gradually faded, replaced by a icy coldness.

Zhou Shidian, Henry Zhang respects his elders.

Besides, how can people in the mountains and rivers be bullied at will?

"Xianglin Painting and Calligraphy Company?" Henry Zhang smiled towards Zhou Shidian on the ring, "Old Zhou, you can go with Young Master Jun." At the same time, a sound as thin as a mosquito came into Zhou Shidian's ears, "Go and stabilize Jun Wulin first. Within a day, after your grandson is safe, Shanhe welcomes you back. However, you must remember not to sign any contracts with Jun Wulin."

Zhou Shidian looked at Henry Zhang with slightly heavy eyes, and nodded slightly.

Stepping forward with steps like pouring lead into...

With endless apology and guilt in his eyes, he bowed to everyone in Shanhe, and then walked to Jun Wulin's side.

Jun Wulin's eyes flashed coldly, and his figure stood in a relatively safe position far away from Henry Zhang, and sneered, "Jun Tieying, if I were you, I would go back immediately and prepare for the breach of contract."

"let's go."

With Henry Zhang present, Jun Wulin felt as if all the blood in his body was being suppressed by an invisible force, and the uncomfortable feeling filled his body, and he wished he could turn around and run away immediately.

More than half of his goal has been achieved, and without Zhou Shidian, Jun Wulin can already foresee Shanhe's failure in this calligraphy and painting competition.It's just that he didn't notice the discussion of the people around him, Henry Zhang had once defeated Zhou Shidian.

His underground gambling house has more than 500 million bets, betting on Shanhe calligraphy and painting to break into the quarterfinals.

Odds, five to one.

If he loses, Jun Wulin will have to pay more than 2000 million yuan in compensation.However, Jun Wulin was very determined and could easily pocket the 500 million bet.

Facing the vicious Jun Wulin and the others, everyone around them gave way one after another. Soon, Jun Wulin and the others took Zhou Shidian and left the competition scene.

"Xiao Yang, Mr. Zhou's grandson was kidnapped by Jun Wulin in France. We wanted to save him, but far water can't save near fire..." Jun Tieying said softly.

"No, there is no need for far water." Henry Zhang smiled mysteriously, "There will also be near water."

Jun Tieying was startled.

"Miss," Henry Zhang continued, "Give me the basic information and photos of Mr. Zhou's grandson in the shortest possible time."

"You can really rescue him?" Jun Tieying couldn't help but his eyes light up.

Henry Zhang nodded confidently, and looked at Jun Tieying, "If there are no accidents, one day is enough. Miss, what you should consider now is how to give Jun Wulin a counterattack!"

The coldness in Jun Tieying's eyes fluttered.

"He will regret it so much that he wants to die!"

Afterwards, Jun Tieying immediately turned around and went back, called Xiang Jie again, and told him to do things.

Outside the crowd, Jun Wulin glanced at the direction of the ring with resentment in his eyes, "Henry Zhang, Jun Tieying! In a few days, your glorious days will come to an end." His cheeks were still hot, and the effect of Jun Tieying's slap It hasn't subsided yet.

"Leave one person here to watch, and the rest will follow me back."

Jun Wulin didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

Glancing at the time.

"There are only 10 minutes left before the game." Jun Wulin sneered, "After 500 minutes, 10 million will be in the bag." Internal efforts turned the tide and dragged Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting into the top eight.

"What's more..." Jun Wulin sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Jun Wulin turned and left.

At this time, Henry Zhang's figure had already stepped onto the ring of the competition, and after nodding politely to Mr. Shui Xiuzhu, he immediately walked to Ximen Lang's side.

"Xiao Keqing!" Ximen Lang's expression was faintly agitated.

Xiao Keqing's appearance is really too timely, it's like rain after a long drought!

Apart from the excitement, Ximenlang's mood at the moment is very determined. In his opinion, Xiao Keqing's strength is enough to aspire to the national finals. How could the top eight in the Pearl Division be his obstacle.

Henry Zhang glanced at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of the table, and said, "What are the rules of the game?"

The participating representatives of several companies nearby couldn't help laughing at this moment, and a look of contempt flashed across their eyes.

"I thought there was some kind of character coming, but it turns out that I don't even know the rules."

"I heard that a mysterious five-star painter once appeared in Shanhe. It seems that it is just a rumor."

On the other side, Xu Lepeng couldn't help but looked up and swept Henry Zhang's side, and shook his head gently.

His eyes showed a confident smile.

His painting has basically been completed, and there are still four and 10 minutes left in the game, which is plenty of time.

Breaking into the top eight is not even Xu Lepeng's goal. He has only one goal, which is to be number one!

In every round, go on with the attitude of being the first.

Ximen Lang didn't care about the eyes of people around him, and Henry Zhang didn't care even more.

"Within the specified time, make a painting, a calligraphy, and the judges will score it. The one with the highest score will win." Ximen Lang spoke quickly and concisely. Before Henry Zhang could continue to ask questions, he immediately said in a deep voice, " There are still 10 minutes before the end of the competition, and the titles of the paintings and calligraphy are the same four characters, 'The Sun rises in the East'!"

"With the theme of 'East Rise of the Sun'?" Henry Zhang thought about it, and immediately smiled confidently, "Four and 10 minutes are enough."

Ximen Lang's heart immediately relaxed.

Nodding excitedly.

"I'll grind the ink." Ximen Lang moved his hands quickly. At this moment, Henry Zhang glanced around, every position was covered by wooden boards, and he could see people, but not the paintings under his brush.

"I don't know if there are any exciting opponents in this Pearl competition area?" Henry Zhang whispered to himself, at this moment, Jun Tieying hung up the phone, stepped forward, and nodded towards Henry Zhang.

She has already obtained the information about Zhou Shidian's grandson.

"It's almost there." At this time, Ximen Lang said aloud, "Xiao Keqing, please use a pen." Ximen Lang couldn't help but frowned slightly while grinding, "Today's ink seems to be a little different from usual. "

"Different?" Henry Zhang raised his eyes and looked over, picked up a brush, dipped some ink in it, rubbed it lightly with his fingers, and then glanced at the ink on his fingers, his eyebrows raised slightly coldly, "Someone is here The ink moved inside."

"What!" Ximen Lang was shocked for a moment, his expression anxious, "The ink can't be used?"

"Yes, but the quality is greatly reduced, and the effect of the painting will also be greatly changed." Henry Zhang's face was cold, "The Jun family really must put the mountains and rivers to death!"

Ximen Lang was so anxious that he didn't know how to speak.

Yanhuang calligraphy and painting, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are indispensable.Any problem will affect the whole work.

Now that there is a problem with the ink, it is undoubtedly equivalent to a thunderbolt from the blue.

"The key is that the rules of the conference are that only the pens, inks, papers and inkstones they prepared can be used, and the amount is limited, and they will be used up." Ximen Lang hurriedly took out a few other ink sticks, Henry Zhang checked them, and shook them. Shake your head.

"It's all the same."

Ximen Lang's face was low and pale, and hatred flashed in his eyes, "The Jun family is really despicable, they even tampered with this!"

Ximen Lang picked up a pen, dipped some ink in it, and stroked his hand.

His face became even uglier.

"How can such an inkblot make a good painting?"

If you miss a move, you will lose everything.

The hope that had just risen in Ximen Lang's heart was crushed again.

At this time, Henry Zhang held the ink pen in his hand, meditated for a while, his eyes fell on the rice paper in front of him, suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly, and he reached out to touch the rice paper, and the chill passed by his eyes.

"The rice paper has also been tampered with!"