Can't dodge.

Everyone looked at Ding Zhan without saying anything, and Old Master Meng even handed the brush in his hand to Ding Zhan: "Brother Tie, please."

It was obvious that Ding Zhan was the decision himself, and he chose one of the two poems to write an inscription on calligraphy and painting. Ding Zhan quickly gave in cold and melancholy: "You are polite to the old tutor, but the old tutor will come to the inscription."

Crazy!

This pen must not be connected.

You know your own fonts, it’s better not to show up.

While retreating from the brush, Ding Zhan thought for a while: "Since the old tutor has difficulty in making a choice, otherwise both poems would be written."

"All of them are written?" The old tutor was stunned and shook his head quickly.

Although both poems are good, one scroll and one inscription is good. The two inscriptions not only distract the vision, but also inconsistent, which is definitely not a good idea.

Old Master Meng obviously misunderstood Ding Zhan’s meaning.

Ding Zhan was no longer depressed and said slowly: "The old tutor looks at how this poem is."

One piece two pieces three four pieces, five pieces six pieces seven eight pieces,

Nine and ten pieces danced gracefully, flying into the flowers and disappeared;

Snow is not snow, flowers are not flowers,

Snow is like flowers, flowers are like snow;

I don’t know the snowflakes are everywhere, I don’t know who is dancing in the flowers and snow,

Suddenly, it was like a spring breeze coming, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.

It was quiet again.

After Ding Zhan finished singing, it was quiet again. After a slight change, he merged the two poems that the old lady tutor admired together, and compared with the previous two, it was more in line with this picture of snow plum blossoms blooming among the snowflakes.

"good!"

Old Mrs. Meng sighed and said nothing, lifted up her pen. She lowered her head and wrote the inscription in the upper right corner. It was the new poem that Ding Zhan changed and chanted.

"Brother Zhan." Yu Mengyao looked at Ding Zhan gently: "Brother Zhan's inscription, let alone Daxia City, I'm afraid there will be no second song on the Wild Continent."

"Swish, swish, swish..." After the inscription was quickly finished, the entire scroll was immediately given to life, and it felt like the inscription had changed.

Zhuge Mengli's eyes lit up and she murmured to herself: "One piece, two piece, three piece, four piece, five piece, six piece, seven piece, eight piece."

"good!"

"What a "one piece, two pieces, three or four pieces."

To Ding Zhan, it seems to me: "If Mengli reads it right. The focus of this inscription is no longer "Snow is not snow, flowers are not flowers" and "Thousands of trees and pear blossoms are blooming", but the opening verse of "One piece, two pieces, three pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven pieces, eight pieces". "

Yu Mengyao was not showing any weakness at all and said softly: "The snow plum blossom is a static scroll, but the opening "one piece, two piece, three or four piece" instantly introduced people into a dynamic environment, as if they entered a flying snow plum blossom. The first thing they saw was not the blooming plum blossoms, but the snowflakes and plum blossoms flying beside them."

"Piece at a time, I couldn't help but reach out and touch it."

To Ding Zhan, "Brother Zhan is so talented. Everyone is looking forward to "snow is not snow, flowers are not flowers" and "thousands of pear blossoms bloom", but your vision changes and enters the dynamic flying snowflakes."

Looking at Ding Zhan tenderly: "The inscription for this snow plum picture is the finishing touch of this "one piece, two pieces, three, four pieces. Five pieces, six pieces, seven, eight pieces". The two sentences at the beginning have made people immerse themselves in the flying snow plum blossoms."

Ding Zhan could only nodded: He is worthy of being the two talented women in Daxia City.

It's the land!

That's true.

In the whole picture of the snow plum blossom, the first two sentences are the real eyes. The flowers in the snow plum blossom diagram are static, and the snowflakes are dynamic. The artistic conception of combining movement and stillness not only vividly depicts the snow plum blossom diagram, but also has life, but it is like a snowflake that keeps dancing.

Xuemei Tu is alive!

Of course, Old Master Meng also saw it.

"Yes!" murmured to himself, his eyes fell on the snow plum map in a daze, obviously immersed in the dynamic flying snowflakes and plum blossoms. It took a long time to wake up slowly: "Brother Tie, you are the number one talent in Daxia City."

The first talented man!

Ding Zhan could only sweat wildly.

It was raised so high that it was very heavy when accidentally fell down.

Old Master Meng picked up his pen and wrote the name "Iron Zhan" under the inscription. Ding Zhan could only be depressed again: I am Ding Zhan.

"Swish swish swish swish swish."

The title of the first volume is "Snow Plum Picture", and then like "Summer Lake Cedar", the old tutor wrote his name on the lower right corner: Meng Qiusheng.

Everyone was amazed and envious. Among them today, the old lady tutor actually wrote the title on two scrolls. The old lady tutor Meng personally signed the scroll, including this "Snow Plum Picture" in the wilderness continent.

Just like "Xia Lake Cedar". Old Mrs. Meng read it reluctantly and handed it to Ding Zhan: "Brother Tie, this "Snow Plum Picture" is also yours."

sweat!

Ding Zhan quickly refused: "I am very honored and loved by the old tutor "Xiahu Cedar" and I must not accept this "Snow Plum Picture".

"Brother Tie, do you look down on this "Snow Plum Picture"?" The old tutor insisted on giving it to Ding Zhan.

sweat!

Mrs. Meng couldn't find a suitable inscription, so she let this "Snow Plum Picture" be untitled for three years without any inscriptions, which shows that she likes this "Snow Plum Picture" very much, and now she has obtained such an excellent inscription, so she must like it even more.

A gentleman does not take away what others love.

No one is more cunning than Ding Zhan.

This "Snow Plum Picture" must not be taken, but Ding Zhan took it respectfully: "Since the old tutor is so persistent, it is better to obey your orders than to be respectful."

He took it respectfully, and Ding Zhan continued, "I have something to give to the old tutor."

"What?"

Ding Zhan sent the "Snow Plum Picture" back to Mrs. Meng: "I hope Mrs. Meng will not refuse this "Snow Plum Picture".

fall!

Everyone collapsed again, only others asked Mrs. Meng for paintings and calligraphy. Mrs. Meng always gave calligraphy and paintings. No one had ever sent calligraphy and paintings to Mrs. Meng. Could it be that he would say to Mrs. Meng: "My calligraphy and paintings are good, I will give them to you." This is something that has never happened before.

It happened now, and Ding Zhan gave calligraphy and paintings to Mrs. Meng, but it was so suitable.

"Hahaha......"

Old Mrs. Meng couldn't help laughing loudly: "Interesting, interesting, Brother Tie, you are such an interesting person."

Taken by Ding Zhan: "Okay! I accept it. This "Snow Plum Picture" is the fifth picture I have accepted from others since I was in my life, and the first four pictures were already fifty years ago."

I immediately groped in the "Snow Plum Picture". As Ding Zhan expected, Old Master Meng liked this "Snow Plum Picture" very much and said to Ding Zhan: "Brother Tie, if you have time to come to the Literature Hall in the future, let those pretentious old men know what real talent is.

He actually invited Ding Zhan to go to the Literary Hall of the Kingdom of God of Xia.

It was already getting late at this time.

Almost everyone played the competition on the lake, so it took a lot of time. The snow-watching and plum blossom viewing ended. The tourists in Xuemeiyuan not only decreased, but also gradually dispersed in Xiayu Lake, and the old tutor Meng also took his servants away.

Yu Mengyao glanced at Ding Zhan.

After saying goodbye to the members of the Snow-Watching Club, he followed Zhuge Mengli and the powerful woman and pulled Xiao Xinlan to leave Xuemeiyuan. Their identities would not attend the party behind the Snow-Watching Club. Only members of the Snow-Watching Club were left in the Snow-Watching Club.

According to the arrangement, the members of the Snow-Watching Club gathered for dinner in the restaurant and then dispersed and went home on their own.

Everyone started to act and left Xuemeiyuan to have a dinner at the luxury restaurant next to Xiayu Lake. Moreover, Ding Zhan's talent and martial arts allowed the rich young men and ladies to see the future and glory of the Tie family.

"Brother Tie, we haven't drunk before, and this time we don't get drunk."

"Yes! Brother Tie, we are just taking advantage of today's dinner to welcome you back to the city, and we must drink happily."

They were so cool that they would obviously not let Ding Zhan go for dinner. Fortunately, Ding Zhan prefers drinking. Although he was helpless, he silently thought: "Okay! As long as it is good wine, I will not be afraid. If the wine is not good, I'm sorry."

"Young Master." Butler Wang at the door of Xuemeiyuan saw Ding Zhan coming out, and was even more respectful, convinced and devoted. Ding Zhan's performance just now made him, the butler, instantly become the boss and glory among the subordinates of these rich young men.

As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner. Ding Zhan’s glory makes him, his servant, extremely glorious.

On the central embankment of Xiayu Lake, there are several luxurious restaurants, which are places where dignitaries and wealthy families visit Xiayu Lake. Zhao Zhensheng has already booked a restaurant here.

Everyone stepped onto the embankment and walked towards the restaurant that had been booked. However, before they could reach the entrance of the restaurant, a middle-aged man in his fifties and dressed as a housekeeper came out of a restaurant passing by.

"Tengteng."
Chapter completed!