Supreme Ares Daddy

Chapter 468 I'll Slap You The Floor
Everyone shouted that the words written by Master Zha must be the second one, and it is absolutely impossible to be the first one. In the world, only Master Zha can write the charm of the second one!
Only he can write such perfect Liu style!
Mr. Zhang shouted sharply: "Boy, you are still obsessed with no regrets. Do you really want me to chop off one of your hands? Tell you! I chopped off your hand—"

"No one dares to say no!"

Very domineering!

but!
Guan Tianjun still smiled: "Mr. Zhang, you don't have to be so anxious, just give Master Zha a moment to talk. I believe that Master Zha dare not hide..."

"After all, this kind of thing can be easily revealed, such as..."

"Write another word!"

Mr. Zhang laughed loudly: "Boy, you are really going too far, Master Zha, just tell him that you wrote the second letter, and everyone believes you!"

"Tell him clearly, and then, I'll make the decision!"

"He lost! Cut off his hand!"

Everyone booed and shouted loudly.

It was simply a raging crowd.

But then!

Master Zha's words stunned everyone.

All of a sudden, it became silent.

Zha Liangyong said very dryly: "This... the second piece of writing was indeed written by Mr. Xiaoguan, and the first piece of writing was written by me!"

all of a sudden!

Everyone!

I can't believe my ears!

Especially Mr. Zhang! !

He suddenly felt as if he had been slapped severely.

Worst of all, this is my own!

It was the person he trusted so much that slapped him! !
The official power suddenly became popular!

He asked angrily: "Master Zha, what do you mean? You got it wrong, the first word was written by this kid, and the second word was written by you!"

Master Zha shook his head and said with a wry smile: "No, I'm sure! The first letter was written by me, and I have already displayed my highest level. The second letter..."

"I'm still far from that level. I never imagined that Mr. Xiaoguan could write such a good willow style..."

"Admiration! I really admire it!"

He also bowed his hands towards Guan Qianjun, his face full of genuine convincing.

Just a little crying.

In fact, Zha Liang would never accept it, nor would he refuse to tell the truth.

As Guan Qianjun said——

It's a big deal to write another word!

If you dare to say that you wrote the second picture, let's write another one in front of everyone!
Cha Liangyong still cherishes feathers.

I have to admit.

Mr. Zhang and the people around him still didn't believe their ears and kept asking.

Cha Liang is on fire!

Special!

Asking this all the time is just slapping me all the time!
He slapped the table abruptly.

bang!
Actually, there were several cracks on the solid wooden table.

He snapped: "Are your ears deaf? Can't you hear me? The first letter was written by me, and the second letter was written by Xiaoguan. I lost this game, but..."

"There's a second round!"

"I will never lose!"

"In the second round, let's draw ink and paint, and I will definitely beat you! According to what you said, as long as you lose one of the two rounds, you will lose!"

In the end, obviously!
Cha Liangyong was a little impatient.

no way!
Guan Qianjun dealt too much blow to him.

Although he is a killer, and he is also a big killer, but usually he is most proud of his killing skills.

But this calligraphy and painting double unique!
But now, in terms of words, he has completely failed.

He also had to admit that his handwriting didn't even have one-fifth of Guan Qianjun's!
His pride was greatly wounded!

It is also inevitable to be frustrated.

And these words made everyone around them feel anxious!
Especially Mr. Zhang, he couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it!
The facts are right in front of us.

Could it be that Zha Liangyong didn't even recognize such a good painting he drew?

Mr. Zhang looked at Guan Qianjun, his old face was hot and painful.

Guan Qianjun said gently: "Mr. Zhang, do you have the feeling of being slapped in the face? It's okay, there is no one in life who doesn't get slapped in the face..."

"Used to it."

These half-serious, half-joking words made old Mr. Zhang blush with anger.

He raised his finger violently and poked Guan Qianjun hard!
"Boy, even if your handwriting is so good, you can't be so arrogant, right? You... I'm really going to be pissed off by you, if I'm not pissed off by you, I'd be half-pissed off!"

"I don't believe that you can still compare to Master Zha in painting! His paintings are better than his calligraphy, or even more than that. If you lose to you..."

"I... I'll sweep the floor for you with a slap!!"

Guan Qianjun nodded: "That's good, I have a house, and I really need to clean it, but I don't need Mr. Zhang to slap me, it will scratch the skin!"

"I'll give you a good broom!"

This!
Once again, Mr. Zhang was pissed off.

He turned his head suddenly, looked at the second letter on the table, which was written by Guan Qianjun, and couldn't help showing full admiration.

Even greed.

but!
Because my heart was filled with anger, I still turned my head suddenly and stopped looking at it.

Instead, look at the first word.

He said in admiration: "In fact, after careful comparison, the first calligraphy is not bad, it is more eye-catching, and the more you look at it, the more charming it is. And the second calligraphy, at first glance, is amazing!"

"Looking at it again, it seems...it doesn't seem to be all that bad..."

By the end, the voice was getting lower and lower.

Fully reveal guilty conscience.

As for the people around, they all looked at him with strange eyes.

This time I didn't go along with it.

After all, the real stuff is there.

The second picture, no matter how you look at it, is the work of a god.

At this time, the staff quickly removed all the sundries on the table according to Zha Liangyong's instructions with a livid face.

The two calligraphy and paintings were also carefully moved to the other side.

During the process, there was a small detail that made Zha Liangyong feel depressed again.

When processing the first picture, the assistants seemed a little careless and didn't take good care of it.

Transferring the second word, he held it carefully with a few palms, without turning his eyes, so that the saliva was about to flow out.

This pain in Zha Liangyong's heart!
There is simply no way to describe it in words.

He could only swallow a breath of anger silently.

Then two more pieces of rice paper were placed on it.

The so-called splashing ink into a painting is similar to splashing ink into characters, except that more ink needs to be poured on the rice paper, and more skills are paid attention to.

What they want to compare is a landscape painting.

As for what kind of landscape to paint, it all depends on your own hobbies.

Both of them grind ink by themselves.

After grinding, Zha Liangyong pondered for a while, and carefully poured some ink on the rice paper.

His hands were still trembling, and he seemed very nervous.

After all, the first game was lost.

Lost so badly!
If he loses this second round, how can he have the face to go back and face Jiangdong's elders?
He couldn't help turning his head to look at Guan Qianjun.

Hope to see him nervous too.

The tension of the opponent helps to relax oneself.

Who knew this look!
Cha Liang never only became more nervous, and even tilted his nose to one side in anger.

I saw Guan Qianjun looking around, put his hands in his pockets, and said lazily: "Whoever is interested in helping me splash ink, no matter who it is, why don't you give it a try, Mr. Zhang?"

(End of this chapter)