Chapter 424 (1/2)

Fu tonger's calligraphy is inherited from the Mencius. It can be said that after she was picked up, she studied with Mencius Heng. Later, because of her love for Mencius Heng, her handwriting was close to Meng Ziheng intentionally or unintentionally.

For ten years, she has practiced calligraphy for ten years in order to show everyone that she is strong enough to be the mistress of the Meng family.

Without comparison, it is not easy to write such calligraphy at the age of 16, and the master Meng's calculation will come to an end.

But who would have thought that the children killed in the middle of the Bai family should have learned a vigorous and powerful font, and they were naturally formed and gifted. Everyone in the audience could see clearly that the level of the two sides was high and low, and the quality was obvious.

Meng Ziheng frowned at Fu tong'er's brushwork, so he sighed and held down her pen. ”My heart is not still. It's useless to write any more.”

If she is not distracted, and does not have such a heavy sense of gain and loss, she may be able to compete with each other and produce different products, but the bad thing is that Fu tong'er is too arrogant and attaches too much importance to this fame and wealth. What Mencius Heng didn't like was her.

Fu tong'er looks at the palm she holds in her hand. Her warm temperature and ambiguous posture are supposed to be a harmonious picture of zither and zither. However, the unfinished pen and ink under the paper is so dazzling that she looks up in panic, as if she can absorb all the sarcastic eyes.

Humiliation, unwilling, a variety of complex emotions filled in the heart, so that she instantly red eyes.

”Ha ha, if it is really a competition, you are not qualified to be on the same stage with me.” Bai Wenbo's voice was loud and small. He only looked at two pieces of rice paper and immediately judged the sound.

Although all the people present could see the victory or defeat, they did not dare to expose them in public like children.

But because they are children and gifted, we can only say that they are arrogant and can not be criticized.

It has to be said that the white family out of a good chess, blocking the Meng family no retreat.

”It's only in meditation and self-cultivation. Too much emphasis on winning or losing is not necessarily a good thing.” The Meng family was beaten in public. As the eldest son and grandson of the Meng family, Meng Ziheng naturally would not stand idly by. He was the most gifted scholar in the past hundred years. What he said had the most weight. It was more appropriate to teach the crazy young generation a lesson than the master Meng.

”You are the genius Mencius Heng?” Bai Wenbo's immature voice was full of pride. After confirming Meng Ziheng's identity, he opened his mouth directly and said, ”I'm going to compare with him. Who can write better? Don't think I despised me when I was young. If you don't agree, you are narrow-minded. ”

Bai Wenbo pressed him step by step, and his words were even more merciless. Up to now, some people have looked back at Bai Hua, who was silent. When he saw the smile on the other side, he suddenly realized.

The child is afraid to be taken as a pawn, behind the mastermind or Bai Hua in the manipulation.

Mencius Heng has just announced to put an end to the rumors, using engagement to cover up ugliness - Wen, the white family's hind feet came to make trouble, ostensibly to suppress Mencius Heng, so as to suppress the Meng family behind him.

As the saying goes, both prosperity and loss are lost.

Meng Ziheng frowned and looked at the little spot in front of him. His face was unhappy, and he did not immediately open his mouth. Because no matter win or lose, he has no advantage.

”Ha ha, Fu tong'er is not qualified to compete with you, but you may not be qualified to let Meng Ziheng do it.” In the crowd, a cold voice with a smile came over.

The crowd was stunned, looking for prestige, and then saw a white figure walking slowly back from the crowd, the delicate face shining in the crystal light, shaking people's mind.

Song Ye.