Villain: Summoning Su Daji, the goddess begs for forgiveness

Su Yun walked out slowly with his trousers in his pocket, propping up the wall, and now Su Yun didn't dare to be disrespectful to Bian Que.

This girl is really too fierce!

, but just after Su Yun called out like this, everyone laughed at Su Yun and Yan.

"Hey, Xiaoyun, Fang is not good for me, as soon as I got the sign in my hand, I don't know why, I just want to stab people. Bian Que's hand went straight to Su Yun's chest.

Su Yun knew that Bian Que was pressuring himself.

But anyone else has long regarded him as a person from Longyang, and kicked him aside.

But to be honest, as a proctology physician, Bian Que will definitely be able to benefit the people.

However, the "scenery" there should be too much for Bian Que to bear.

Looking at Wang Xizhi again, he also lost his free and easy temperament and invited Su Yun to the table.

"Xiaoyun, look at our family to show you a hand!" Wang

Xizhi shouted loudly and threw the rollerball pen on the table directly into the trash.

"Molai!" Wang Xi's voice was loud.

Su Yun and Bian Que froze in place, looking at Wang Xizhi like fools.

Su Yun took out the rollerball pen from the trash can, "Isn't this it?" Wang

Xizhi's eyebrows seemed to be pressed against a mountain, and he didn't know how to use a rollerball pen.

Ancient literati were all holding brushes, and naturally they did not know much about modern rollerball pens.

Su Yun demonstrated to Wang Xizhi, "Look, that's how you write."

Su Yun simply demonstrated.

The main thing is to tell Wang Xizhi how to grasp the pen.

The person in front of him is a book saint, and Su Yun's current practice is no less than that of a class with an axe.

Wang Xizhi saw that Su Yun was ready for battle, and his legs unconsciously looked like a horse.

When the whole person practiced calligraphy, the pen did not move, and the mouth moved first.

A trembling hand wrote the word "one".

Wang Xizhi looked at Su Yun's "one" and laughed.

"Great, great, if it were my son, I would have kicked him to a lifelong disability.

Su Yun wiped the sweat off his forehead, and what Wang Xizhi said made Su Yun's body sink.

However, one of Wang Xizhi's sons, named Wang Xianzhi, wrote very well!

I heard that Wang Xianzhi used four large vats in his yard.

When his mother asked him to dye the vat black, he could be as powerful as his father Wang Xizhi.

Wang Xizhi continued: "Although this pen is small, but the ink is not small, but it is too small, the grasp of the pen is insufficient, and the words written, the pen is not dexterous, and it is really a big shortcoming." This

is a calligraphy culture person, I can see through it at a glance, unlike Su Yun, who is eighteen years old, and his writing is like a dog.

Su Yun: "..."

Su Yun saw that Master Wang had already exerted his strength, and called out to Su Daji, "Daji, come over and take a look, Lao Wang is a thousand words."

Su Daji hurriedly wiped her hands and walked out of the bedroom, only to see Su Yun and Bian Que staring directly at Wang Xizhi in front of her.

"You have to take care of this more than ten years of skill!" Wang Xizhi shouted, increasing his momentum.

Just see a stroke, it is enough to see the profundity.

Su Yun has never seen anyone who writes beautifully, except for watching those masters splash ink indiscriminately on his mobile phone, and the four things he wrote in the end are too entertaining.

But the person in front of him is a genuine master!

That stroke is like a dragon entering the sea, a phoenix for nine days, on the other hand, the word "one" written by Su Yun is like a chicken pecking rice, it is not the same.

After Bian Que saw it, he couldn't help but admire, "Okay!"

After Bian Que said "good", Wang Xizhi smiled slightly, "The awesome thing is still behind, you can take a good look!"

Wang Xi's pen is immersed in ink, and his strength is even stronger, only the last stroke, a "stupid" word is done.

As Wang Xizhi shouted, "Look, fools!"

The last hand, with too much force, flew directly into the air.

Wang Xizhi used too much force, and after the tip of the pen flew, his elbow was not supported, and he directly smashed his head on the inked word "stupid".

Su Yun watched as the scattered tip of the pen fell to the ground, leaving only Wang Xizhi's head on the table.

"Master Wang, Master Wang, Lao Wang, what's wrong with you?" asked Su Yun earnestly.

Bian Que couldn't stand still, and took out the toothpick he was carrying, "When I plug it like this, I will definitely be able to bring Lao Wang back to life

!" Su Yun didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, "Bian toothpick, it's up to you!"

Wang Xizhi heard this, and stood up suddenly.

At that moment, it was no less than the moment when Su Yun turned into a vegetative person after the last time he was violent.

Su Yun looked at Wang Xizhi's eyebrows, and there was a word "stupid" printed in it.

Wang Xizhi looked at the rollerball pen blankly, but his originally comfortable heart was suddenly blocked.

"Oh yes, this pen is so wasteful?" Wang Xizhi was very disappointed with the rollerball pen.

"Who made you use so much force. Su Yun shook his head helplessly.

Wang Xizhi's last moment, like the Hulk hitting the steel plate, it is strange if he does not fly.

"I don't write it. Wang Xizhi pulled his pen, lay on the ground, panting and watching TV.

Su Yun smiled bitterly and turned to look at Bian Que, who was stunned in place.

"Flat toothpick, what are you doing there, didn't stick to Lao Wang, and felt that something was missing?"

Bian Que hurriedly shook his head, "I'm going to watch TV."

Su Yun said, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, where did the toothpick that Fang Que held in Bian Que's hand go?!

"Flat toothpick, where is the toothpick you just now?!" Su Yun asked in a panic.

"Fang Cai Lao Wang jumped up directly, I didn't pay attention, the toothpick seemed to fly to your big jaw. Bian Que said in a deep voice.

"What?!" Su Yun only thought about his headlong death.

Three times in a row, Su Yun was either in the bathroom or on the way to the bathroom.

After Wang Xizhi saw it, he swept away the gloom, pointed at Su Yun and said with a smile: "Xiaoyun, you are the worst person I have ever seen. Bian

Que tiptoed behind Wang Xizhi and hurriedly inserted a needle.

At that moment, Wang Xizhi experienced what pain was.

"Flat toothpick, are you messing with me!?" Wang Xizhi panicked, only patted the bathroom door, "Xiaoyun, you hurry up, I can't bear it anymore."

Su Yun was hit from both sides, "You go to the kennel in the courtyard, there is a toilet there, and my legs are already weak."

Wang Xizhi clutched his stomach in pain, this was the darkest day of his life.

Bian Que sat comfortably on the sofa, "Great, wonderful." "

I don't know if you still remember, when Su Yun took a brick from underneath.

So when Bian Que sat on the sofa, he was directly thrown and turned over on his back.

"Boom".

Accompanied by three different sounds.

It resounded in the sky.

Su Daji, who was conscientious and conscientious, couldn't cry or laugh for a while when she saw these three living treasures.