Master Sheng, Ma’am, She Became Popular All Over the World with Her Fortune-telling Skills

  Chapter 32 Xie Xihe, the poisonous tongue, is online again

"Of course it's a competition with Sister Wanrou." Shen Mengyue pointed to the copybook that Wanrou had just written last week on the desk table, raised her chin, and continued, "If you choose calligraphy performance in today's situation, then the calligraphy has already been explained. It's the best of all your talents."

   "But if you can't even compare to Sister Wanrou in your most outstanding talent, then why does Sister Wanrou buy a marketing account to blackmail you? Do you think others have nothing to do and have too much money and nowhere to spend it?"

  This logic...Don't say it, it sounds quite reasonable at first glance.

  The premise is that what she said is true.

  Xie Xihe stood up from the sofa, walked past Zhou Wanrou to the central dance floor.

  While putting Zhou Wanrou's copybook on the table aside, he casually took a wolf hair from the pen mountain.

  But he didn't do it immediately, but looked at Shen Mengyue.

   "As we all know, the best thing about me is my face." She blinked, her peach blossom eyes sparkling extremely: "I have never lost in face comparison."

   "So your reasoning doesn't hold."

  Ignoring Zhou Wanrou's face that suddenly changed color, she dipped the ink and picked up the pen, while unhurriedly pressing and twisting the rice paper, she said, "But since you said so, it's okay to compare."

  After the words fell, she paused and raised her pen: "Okay."

So fast? ?

  Everyone couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and immediately looked at the desk case in front of Xie Xihe when they realized it.

  On the pure white rice paper, a big "black" character lay quietly on it.

  The font is quite casual and uninhibited. At first glance, it seems elegant and beautiful, but when you look closely, it seems that there are some unusual things...

  What's so unusual about it?

  Before everyone could come up with a reason, Shen Mengyue couldn't wait to squeeze forward.

  With just one glance, a disdainful smile appeared.

   "It's just a single black character. Considering your level, the writing is pretty good, but compared to Sister Wanrou's, it's far behind. Xie Xihe, you lose..."

   "The brush strokes show their sharpness but hide their sharpness. This black character is well written!"

   A loud praise suddenly exploded, interrupting Shen Mengyue's unfinished words, and shocked everyone who was still thinking back to their senses.

  All nodded in praise and said: "It's really good. Few people in the calligraphy world today can do this. In addition, the characters are elegant and elegant, and they are quite Wei-Jin style!"

  Shen Mengyue never dreamed that everyone's evaluation of Xie Xihe's word "black" would be so high, she immediately showed dissatisfaction, and when she was about to defend herself, she was stopped by Zhou Wanrou who finally came to her senses.

  Zhou Wanrou first gave her a calm look, then lowered her eyes to look at Xie Xihe's copybook, the light in her eyes changed drastically.

black…

  I don’t write any words, but I want to write the word "black", which is obviously alluding to her buying a marketing account to blackmail her!

   This bitch!

Zhou Wanrou hated it very much in her heart, but her face was still calm and breezy, she even showed a look of admiration, and said: "Xi He's black characters are really well written, on its own, it is indeed higher than mine. .”

  She looked at Xie Xihe with a candid expression: "Xihe, I didn't expect you to be so accomplished in calligraphy. I lost."

   A "I lost" said very naturally, which was surprising, and they couldn't help but give her a high look, and nodded their approval.

  Xie Xihe looked at this scene with a smile in his eyes.

   This is a good move to use retreat as an advance. It is estimated that someone will stand up and "fight the injustice" for her soon...

   Sure enough.

Almost at the moment when Xie Xihe's thoughts crossed his mind, a disapproving voice rang out: "The words are indeed good words, but I don't agree with winning Miss Zhou, after all, Miss Zhou's This copybook was written with both hands at the same time."

Hearing this, Shen Mengyue's eyes brightened, and she immediately interjected: "You're right, this copybook written by Sister Wanrou was written with the method of waving a brush with both hands. Overall, Sister Wanrou wins!"

  She raised her chin at Xie Xihe and became proud again: "Xie Xihe, you lost!"

  Xie Xihe couldn't hold back that villain's triumphant appearance, and chuckled lightly.

  Shen Mengyue suddenly became angry: "What are you laughing at, am I wrong?!"

  Xie Xihe shook his head: "That's right, I just find it strange that you, a bystander, are more excited than the client, Zhou Wanrou, rushing to speak about everything?"

   "Does this mean that you have no future as a trainee, so you changed your career to Zhou Wanrou as an assistant?"

   "Shen private assistance?"

  Shen Mengyue's complexion changed suddenly, and she subconsciously wanted to refute, but at this moment, one after another implicitly mocking eyes fell on her, accompanied by low voices of discussion.

  Shen Mengyue's voice paused, and she finally came to her senses belatedly.

  A bright little face turned into a liver color in an instant, afraid that Xie Xihe's words would be true if he continued, so although he felt aggrieved, he still closed his mouth wisely.

   Immediately quiet down a lot.

  Xie Xihe withdrew his gaze, didn't bother about winning or losing, and looked directly at the tutor in charge of calligraphy, asking: "Has the minimum standard been met?"

  The tutor came back to his senses and nodded without hesitation: "Of course it has been achieved. Congratulations, classmate. You can continue to participate in the competition."

   That will do.

  The purpose of coming here today has been achieved, Xie Xihe has no intention of staying any longer, so he picks up his copybook and walks out.

   As for winning or losing the competition, they never even mentioned it from the beginning to the end.

  As if this is just an insignificant matter, she doesn't take it to heart at all...

   Zhou Wanrou looked at it, and almost gritted her silver teeth.

  But there is no acting spokesperson Shen Mengyue at this time, so she can't take the initiative to mention it, otherwise it will appear that she cares about winning or losing.

  The magnanimous image she just established will collapse immediately...

   He could only watch Xie Xihe leave helplessly.

   "Miss Xie, stay a while."

   Right at this moment, a male voice with a little bit of surprise suddenly sounded, calling Xie Xihe to a stop.

  Xie Xihe actually didn't want to stay, but he couldn't bear it, and he had already rushed in front of her, blocking her way.

  Xie Xihe suppressed his impatience and raised his eyes: "What's the matter?"

The one who stopped Xie Xihe was the one who had commented on Zhou Wanrou before, Wang Jieqing. At this time, his eyes were fixed on the copybook in Xie Xihe's hand, and he couldn't help swallowing, and said, "Miss Xie, there is a Please don't know if you should speak or not..."

  Xie Xihe: "... you know it's inappropriate and you still talk about it?"

  Wang Jieqing: "..."

  Although it was a little embarrassing, she still said it cheekily: "Miss Xie's word, can you give it to me?"

  Following the words, I felt wrong again, and quickly added: "I mean sell, I want to buy the word Miss Xie, I wonder if Miss Xie is willing to part with her?"

   Good afternoon...I'm still late.

   But still have the cheek to ask for recommendation tickets and be active.

   I passed the water test a few days ago, and I haven’t rushed yet, but there will be PK in the future. If the PK fails, it will be put on the shelves immediately. It is still equivalent to rushing, so please support me~

   By the way, today is the 7th, and the new book issue is over in three days, everyone is eager to participate~

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