Chapter 602: I want to become your teacher

At this time, all the eyes of the audience were attracted by Kong Xuan.

Lou Qingyu was the only one who noticed Tang Muyang's movements!

He knew very well that when Tang Muyang closed his eyes and meditated just now, he was not trying to be mysterious, but trying to get himself into a wonderful state.

Only in this state can the creator give full play to all his strengths!

Dab in ink, put pen to paper, and finish in one go.

"There are many heroes in Yanhuang land, and they are not afraid of one against a hundred."

If you are not timid, you will definitely take revenge. Look at the blood of my Chinese man.

The blood of a man is strong, his heart is as strong as iron..."

What Tang Muyang wrote was a piece of wild cursive. When he waved the white jade brush, it was like a sharp sword, and sword lights appeared on the paper.

"A man should kill, and kill without mercy. The eternal deeds are all in killing.

In the past, there was a heroic man who was very loyal and loyal. He killed people when he was angry, and his body was lighter than a feather.

There are also heroes and tyrants, who kill indiscriminately and gallop around the world, only showing off their swords and guns..."

The pen in his hand writes faster and faster, and the writing on the white paper is like a ghost drawing. All the words are connected together and it is difficult to distinguish each other.

Lou Qingyu, who was sitting on the judges' table, had stood up unconsciously, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

When several other judges saw Lou Qingyu's strange behavior, they also looked back, and then their expressions changed dramatically.

Tang Muyang was immersed in a wonderful state at this time, and he had forgotten both things and me.

"I want to learn from the ancient customs and revive my heroic spirit. My reputation is like dirt, and I will be ridiculed by those who disdain the benevolent.

Wearing a sharp iron sword, he kills people when he is angry. He cuts each other's legs and drinks wine, chatting and laughing, causing ghosts and ghosts to frighten him.

Killing the enemy thousands of miles away, I would like to waste ten weeks of stars. I will focus on the people in the field, and I will have a deep love with you.

Heading out of the west gate, Mu Ti turned his head back. He was tired and sleepy, and the war trumpet suddenly blew..."

A very violent article called "A Man's Journey" was written densely on this two-meter-square piece of white paper.

Although at first glance, this painting looks like a ghost painting, and you cannot recognize a single word. But if you read it carefully, everyone can see that there is a strong murderous aura between the lines, as if it is about to turn into reality.

, rush out!

The judges' eyes were dull, and they couldn't close their mouths as they looked at Tang Muyang's wanton behavior.

Other players were also attracted by the movement here and turned around one after another.

At this time, Xu Wenli also saw Tang Muyang's slightly "crazy" state, a little sluggish.

After a moment, she quickly came to her senses and directed the camera to take pictures.

Although she didn't know much about calligraphy, she could feel that this was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime scene and she must record it.

However, before the cameraman could lift the machine, Tang Muyang's momentum suddenly dropped.

Stop writing and drop the ink.

The judges could no longer suppress their excitement and walked over quickly.

Zhao Qingshan subconsciously wanted to take over the work, but suddenly remembered that Lou Qingyu was still there and stopped hurriedly.

Lou Qingyu looked solemn and picked up the piece of wild grass.

When his eyes met the words, it was as if there was a real murderous aura coming towards him. His expression suddenly changed and he immediately stepped back.

The calligraphy also fell from his hand.

Zhao Qingshan on the side had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed it and held it in his hand as if he had found a treasure.

The calligraphy is like a book from heaven. Every stroke and stroke does not follow any rules. At first glance, it looks like it was scrawled carelessly.

But if you look closely, you will find that it seems to contain some kind of special magic power that can capture people's hearts.

The other judges also came forward to observe carefully.

Xu Wenli felt extremely regretful at this time. Just by looking at the expressions of the judges, she could probably guess the value of this work. However, she was only focused on photographing Kong Xuan and did not record the writing process of this work at all.

Now that the other party has finished writing, she feels as if she has missed hundreds of millions.

Heart-wrenching!

The other contestants, after seeing this work, put down their pens in despair.

With such a masterpiece in front of them, they no longer have the courage to write.

Including Kong Xuan, after looking at Tang Muyang's wild cursive painting with a heavy gaze, the brush in his hand made a "click" sound.

After a while, there was a hint of dejection in his eyes.

He has been called a genius since he was a child, but he has not slacked off because of this and has been working hard to improve.

However, facts have proven that no matter how hard a genius works, he cannot compare to a more talented person.

He suddenly understood how sad Zhou Yu felt when he said, "Since Yu is born, how can Liang be born?"

Putting down the brush in his hand, Kong Xuan looked at the unfinished writing on the table and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He is not a person who gives up halfway, but now, he has chosen to give up.

Xu Wenli was stunned when she saw this scene.

A man who was so powerful that his opponents couldn't lift their pens, was she missed in vain?

She could have used this competition to make a great comeback and give the people on stage who excluded her a hard slap.

But the opportunity was placed in front of her, but she didn't cherish it...

The audience at the scene was still a little confused, and they all whispered to each other.

Zhao Qingshan looked away from the work, looked at Tang Muyang solemnly, then sighed deeply, turned to look at Lou Qingyu, "Master Lou, look at this competition..."

Lou Qingyu took a deep look at Tang Muyang, then looked at the others who had given up the competition, "There is no doubt that the champion of this calligraphy competition is Mu Yang's wild calligraphy."

Zhang Lin and his son, who were sitting in the audience, immediately hugged each other excitedly.

Although they had already expected this result, they were still extremely excited when they heard it from Master Lou.

But Kong Xuan's group of fans quit.

"Why? How good is our propaganda?"

"That's it, will your committee judge? If not, just replace it."

"Shadow, unfair, we Xuanxuan are the best..."

Hearing the sharp voices of the crowd, Kong Xuan, who had been frowning, suddenly turned around and shouted: "Shut up, who told you that there is a shady story?

His level is indeed far above mine. No matter how hard I try, I can never reach this level!

I am a complete joke, are you satisfied?"

A bunch of fans were shocked.

Kong Xuan is usually very approachable to his fans, but I have never seen him so angry.

How much stimulation did you receive this time?

Lou Qingyu glanced at his beloved disciple, but instead of speaking to comfort him, he turned his gaze to Tang Muyang.

"You are indeed very strong, and your talent is the only one I have ever seen in my life. You are well-deserved for this championship. Congratulations!"

Other judges and contestants also sent congratulations to Tang Muyang.

Tang Muyang accepted everyone's congratulations and suddenly turned to look at Lou Qingyu, "Master Lou, I want to worship you as my teacher."
Chapter completed!