Immortal Young Man on Campus

The first few people held Yu Mo's calligraphy works, as if stunned, stared straight at it, their faces were pale, like a concubine in mourning.

Others couldn't see Yu Mo's work, so they scratched their ears and cheeks anxiously, and urged, "Don't just look at it alone, hurry up and take it out for everyone to taste together."

Someone couldn't hold back, and directly took Yu Mo's work over and put it in front of everyone's eyes. A pair of round eyes stared straight at the work.

Fang Yunyang did the same, but in the next second, his eyes were frozen, his face gradually became stiff, and he exclaimed: "Impossible, how is this possible!"

"How could his calligraphy work be so powerful!"

"Wei Bei, seal script and regular script are all master-level, this..."

They were speechless in shock.

Principal Qin's eyes lit up, staring at Yu Mo like an alien. Although he didn't understand calligraphy, he had already seen the clues from other people's reactions.

His school had such a talented student, and his mood also fluctuated, setting off a storm.

Ye Qianqian and Tang Jing stretched their necks, but they couldn't see the situation clearly, but they could see some signs from the reactions of several people.

Ye Qianqian's heart was like a cat's scratching, and she rushed to the front of the auditorium with big strides. Immediately, she was shocked by electric shock, and she was also attracted by several works of Yu Mo.

"This seems really good!"

Yu Mo ignored everyone's reaction, looked at Fang Yunyang aggressively, and said, "You are still left, do you want to compare?"

Swish!

Several eyes were fixed on Fang Yunyang, Fang Yunyang was like Taishan pressing his body, and his breathing was rapid.

He is not only good at cursive script, but also has profound skills in running script.

"Yunyang, compare with him, you must be able to do it." The companion shouted.

The others seemed to have grabbed the last straw, and urged: "Yes, compare with him."

Fang Yunyang gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I will compare with you."

After all, he took a deep breath, his temperament changed drastically, he became much calmer, and he waved the brush under his hand.

Swish swish!

A work emerges.

"Good word, running clouds and flowing water, Yunyang's skill is even more profound."

"Yes, this kid is sure to lose."

Everyone was chatting and talking, their eyes regained their vigour, and they looked at Yu Mo triumphantly.

Principal Qin's heart tightened, and he clenched his fists, his palms sweating.

Ye Qianqian originally wanted to see Yu Mo make a fool of himself, but at this moment, she was worried about Yu Mo and looked at him nervously.

Yu Mo was the most relaxed, holding the brush as if nothing was happening.

His temperament was completely different. With a flick of his wrist, a pair of works was perfect, and he was done.

This time everyone was staring at him and splashing ink. When he was halfway through writing, many people were already pale, and even Fang Yunyang's eyes were no longer bright, replaced by deep unease.

He suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake. He shouldn't have made a bet with Yu Mo. He had no chance of winning.

When Yu Mo put down the brush, his heart was completely filled with despair.

The souls of Fang Yunyang and the others seemed to have flown out of the clouds, their eyes dull and dazed.

"Good word!" Principal Qin exclaimed. Although he is a layman, human beings have a common aesthetic, and many things can be judged without professional vision.

Ye Qianqian was relieved, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, he didn't make a fool of himself, why am I still happy for him, why am I like this." But she also immediately discovered her abnormality and pouted depressedly.

Yu Mo looked directly at Fang Yunyang and asked, "Who will win and who will lose?"

As if struck by lightning, Fang Yunyang woke up and smacked his mouth a few times, but he didn't dare to declare his victory in reverse.

Principal Qin couldn't wait to preemptively announce: "Is there any need to ask? Of course it is Yu Mosheng. Your work alone is better than all of them!"

hiss!

The students in the audience couldn't see the works, and they all took a deep breath, looking at Yu Mo as if they were watching aliens.

"Merge is mighty!" Tang Jing took the opportunity to shout, and his emotions were ignited, and many students shouted spontaneously.

"Merge is mighty!"

Principal Qin looked at this scene with a smile, but didn't say anything to stop it, all this was really hearty.

Ye Qianqian stared at Yu Mo, and at this moment, his whole body seemed to be glowing, which was particularly eye-catching and attractive.

Her heartstrings moved slightly, as if she was shaken by something, and her heart was pounding, as if it was about to pop out of her throat.

She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Yu Mo, and pressed her hand to her chest, which calmed her mood a little.

"Fang Yunyang, now it's time for you to fulfill your promise." Yu Mo said step by step, without giving Fang Yunyang a chance to breathe.

"I..." Fang Yunyang took a step back, panicking.

"Why don't you want to cash it?" Yu Mo asked with a heavy expression.

Fang Yunyang looked ruthless and said, "It was all a joke just now, why should I fulfill my promise?"

The companions and him are grasshoppers on a rope, and they all support each other, saying: "Yes, it's just a joke, who is betting with you, a high school student."

"Shh!"

There were boos from the audience, and they looked at Fang Yunyang and the others with contempt. Their faces were red, but they had no way out. There was only one way to go to the dark, and they were killed and refused to admit it.

Otherwise, if they leave the calligraphy world, everything they have will be lost, so even if they open their eyes and talk nonsense, they will do nothing.

Ye Qianqian hated evil and hated it. Seeing how many people went back on their word, he immediately became angry and said to Yu Mo, "Is this the so-called calligrapher? Going back on your word, you have no faith at all?"

Principal Qin shared his hatred and said, "People like you are not qualified to communicate with classmates in our school."

Fang Yunyang's face was red, but they couldn't argue, they could only grit their teeth.

Yu Mo didn't seem to have expected these people to be so clueless. He sneered and said, "You really don't fulfill your promise?"

"So what? What can you do to me?" Fang Yunyang simply gave up and glared at him.

Yu Mo laughed: "Very good, very good, you will regret it."

"Hmph, you're just a high school student, I see how you make me regret it." Fang Yunyang said stubbornly.

Yu Mo shook his head. He didn't intend to talk nonsense with them. He directly said to Principal Qin, "Principal Qin, we don't welcome this kind of school?"

Principal Qin woke up like a dream and said indignantly, "Yes, you are not welcome, get out of our school."

"Get out of our school!"

The classmates shouted, the overwhelming roar resounded through the auditorium, and the lingering sound was endless.

Fang Yunyang and the others were disheartened, glared at Yu Mo fiercely, and trotted for a while, like a mouse crossing the street, and dared not stay any longer.