Tianshi travels in the clouds, returns to the mountain and finds that his home has been stolen

Chapter 117 Comments on Works
"Is this really written by a child?"

Dong Fang looked at the writing in Fei Wuji's hand with disbelief.

Although he is a well-known painter, calligraphy and painting are not separated, and his calligraphy attainments are actually not bad.

Of course, one can see the extraordinaryness of this Yong character at a glance.

Fei Wuji also looked at Zhang Ping'an in disbelief at this time, and did not answer Dong Fang's question.

He wrote this word with his own eyes. Could it be that he made a fake?
[What do you mean, these two professors are boasting about the little Heavenly Master's handwriting, okay? 】

[The cameraman took a close-up just now. I think it looks good, but there is nothing special about it! 】

[What can be seen in just one word, maybe it just happens to be well written. 】

[Yes, yes, these two professors are making a fuss out of a molehill, and I feel pretty good when I write a word or two occasionally! 】

In the live broadcast room, seeing the reaction of the two professors so much, they immediately started discussing.

At this time, most of the viewers in the live broadcast room were brought by the traffic of a few celebrities.

These people didn't know that Zhang Ping'an had many magical features different from ordinary people, so they raised doubts upon seeing this.

The few old viewers who spoke for Zhang Ping'an were pushed out of sight as soon as they spoke.

So at this time, from the perspective of those watching the live broadcast, the entire live broadcast room was full of doubts.

Wang Fei also had a thought at this time, which might be a good opportunity for him.

In yesterday's kung fu competition, Zhang Pingan commanded Reba to completely defeat him.

Originally, he was going to give up, but Mr. Ma was still threatening him.

"Whether it will succeed or not, I'm afraid it will depend on this time!"

After Wang Fei said something to himself, he stood up and walked towards Fei Wuji and the two of them.

"Teachers, is there something wrong with what the little celestial master wrote?"

Wang Fei pretended to be curious and asked.

At this time, Fei Wuji and Dong Fang were amazed when they saw that word.

"The handwriting of this character is thin and strong, and it is so thin without losing its flesh. The details are especially graceful and graceful!"

"The strokes are relatively thin and hard, but the brushwork is exposed, and you can clearly see the traces of brushwork such as running Teton!"

"This word has created a very unique font style!"

Seeing Wang Fei asking, Fei Wuji also began to comment on Zhang Ping'an's word.

Wang Fei was a little dazed, he really didn't understand what Fei Wuji was talking about.

But he just felt that it was too fake to give so many comments with just one word.

He was a little hesitant just now, but now he is more confident that there is something tricky about it.

"Teachers, it seems that you can't tell the good from the bad with just a single word, right?"

"Why don't you ask the little celestial master to write a work and then judge?"

Wang Fei reminded at the right time.

At this moment, Fei Wuji felt a little regretful that there was only one such good character.

After hearing Wang Fei's words, his eyes lit up.

"Kid, can you write a work with this font?"

Fei Wuji asked cautiously.

After fully understanding this word, he didn't dare to underestimate this child anymore.

[What's wrong with this Wang Fei, it's his turn to show his presence at this time? 】

[The program team hastened to deal with this plague god, it's annoying to watch him! 】

[Although I also discuss Wang Fei, I think what he said this time makes sense. 】

[Yes, yes, yes, I also think it's a bit too much for Fei Lao to give such a high evaluation with only one word. 】

[Whether the little celestial master is good or not can be seen by asking him to write a complete work! 】

In the live broadcast room, someone scolded Wang Fei for showing his presence by coming out at this time.

Some people think that Wang Fei's proposal is correct, and feel that Zhang Ping'an needs to write more to see the true level.

At this time, everyone looked at Zhang Ping'an, waiting for Zhang Ping'an's response.

"Of course, are there any requirements for the content?"

Zhang Pingan smiled slightly and agreed to Fei Wuji's proposal.

"No requirement, just write your handwriting, kid!"

Fei Wuji also responded with a smile.

At this time, Wang Fei sneered in his heart.

I didn't ask for anything, it was obvious that I was singing a double reed.

I'm afraid I've already made preparations, so I'm going to rely on techniques to write with masters when writing.

Thinking of this, Wang Fei subconsciously touched the tiny camera on his chest disguised as a button.

At this moment, Zhang Pingan just raised his head and looked at Wang Fei's chest.

Wang Fei's heart was full of surprises, could it be that he was discovered?

But then Zhang Ping'an lowered his head and picked up the brush.

Seeing this, Wang Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

The micro-camera is functioning normally, and the deception of Zhang Ping'an and the program team will be exposed immediately.

Wang Fei looked excitedly at Zhang Pingan who was at his desk and started writing.

At this moment, Zhang Ping'an picked up the tip of the pen and touched the paper.

The pen began to move wildly on the paper.

Without looking at the work, this technique alone is an art, which is pleasing to the eye.

Look at what Zhang Ping'an wrote.

Don't do anything wrong in your life, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night!

Wang Fei has been staring at Zhang Ping'an's hand, and he wants to point it out directly when he discovers the fraud in the first place.

So he read it more seriously than anyone else, and subconsciously read the words written by Zhang Pingan silently.

"Don't do anything wrong in your life, midnight."

Before he finished reading, Wang Fei's heart suddenly jumped.

The whole person subconsciously jumped back and fell to the ground.

"Teacher Wang Fei, what's wrong with you!"

Seeing Wang Fei fall suddenly, Lin Meng hurried up to help him.

At this time, Wang Fei's heart was beating very fast, and his chest heaved violently.

His eyes were full of fear, and he knew very well in his heart that this sentence was specially written for him!
"It's okay, it's just that the little Tianshi's handwriting is so good, I'm a little excited."

Wang Fei squeezed out a smile and got up from the ground.

Only then did Lin Meng feel relieved, and turned to look in Zhang Ping's direction.

At this time, the two old men were silent at the same time after seeing Zhang Pingan's calligraphy.

Lin Meng's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that the level of Zhang Pingan's words is far inferior to that of the words just now?

[Why are these two old men so anxious, please say something! 】

[This sentence is quite interesting, and the word is indeed beautiful. 】

[I'm not a professional. I want to say whether this work is good or not, but I don't know. As I said at the beginning, I'm not a professional. 】

[Looking good is good looking, but whether it is considered good or not requires a professional to speak! 】

Seeing that the two professors did not speak, discussions began to revolve around Zhang Ping'an's works in the comment area.

The conclusion drawn is that good-looking is good-looking, but I don’t know why it looks good.

Lin Meng also finished reading Zhang Pingan's picture at this time, and nodded subconsciously.

This work, in her opinion, is very perfect.

"Then two professors, can you comment on the work of Little Heavenly Master?"

Lin Meng asked the two old men who were silent.

(End of this chapter)