Pu Taili said to everyone: "Today is neither the first day of the new year, nor the twentieth, nor the thirtieth. According to the rules, Miss He Xiuzhu will definitely not appear in front of everyone. If..."
At this point, Park Taili changed the topic and looked at Lin Ruoshan and Yan Qi: "If there is a great talent who can compose a Chinese music lyric for "Jinda Laihua" that would satisfy Miss Ha Xiuzhu, Miss Ha Xiuzhu will definitely do it. Come to the scene in person and interact with the guests. Are you two gentlemen willing to do some good deeds for the guests?"
Lin Ruoshan scratched the wall anxiously.
Of course he does.
However, it was useless even if he intended to do so. He was not related to the music score and was not familiar with it at all.
It must be Yan Qi's intention.
However, Yan Qi looked calm and idly watching, with no interest at all and no intention of composing music.
Lin Ruoshan winked at Yan Qi, scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and muttered in a low voice: "Boss, boss, Jianghu is here to help, Jianghu is here to help."
Yan Qi was unwilling: "It's so urgent to save someone."
Lin Ruoshan encouraged: "Let's see how beautiful He Xiuzhu is."
Yan Qi pouted: "No matter how beautiful she is, she can't compare to those young ladies in my brother's room. What's so good about her?"
Lin Ruoshan changed the subject: "Then let's see what makes He Xiuzhu worse and uglier than the other sisters-in-law."
"That's right."
Yan Qi nodded to Lin Ruoshan: "Young master, what you said is very artistic and very high-level. I have to work hard to cope with your excitement."
Lin Ruoshan jumped up happily: "Boss is mighty."
Yan Qi responded to what Lin Ruoshan said just now: "How is He Xiuzhu worse and uglier than other sisters-in-law?" 'Very satisfied.
The same thing, said in reverse, has an unexpected effect.
The eldest young master has indeed been trained very well by me.
Yan Qi nodded to Pu Taili: "I will give it a try and prepare paper and ink."
Pu Taili immediately sent someone to prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
However, there was no fluctuation in my heart.
After all, He Xiuzhu didn't even notice the lyrics composed by Jie Sanjia, and naturally there was no chance for other people's lyrics.
No matter how talented and outstanding the seventh boss is, he cannot surpass Jie Sanjia.
Anyway, if Boss Seven is willing to give it a try, then let’s give it a try.
better than nothing.
Zhang Gang seized the opportunity, looked at Yan Qi, and sneered: "I really don't know how high the sky is.
Still thinking about composing music lyrics? Even the most talented man in the world has failed to solve the third level. What virtues and abilities do you have, and you dare to play tricks on the disciples of Zuixinlou? Could it be that your talent exceeds understanding the top three? Just ridiculous. "
Li Chengji echoed Zhang Gang's words and added insult to injury: "Zhang Junqi's words are true. The most important thing is to have self-awareness. Don't be arrogant. You can eat as much as you want, but don't make your generosity laughable or embarrassing."
Yan Qi ignored the croaking flies and stood on the railing on the second floor.
Pu Taili got pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Someone has polished the ink.
Pu Taili took the brush, dipped it in ink, and handed it over with both hands: "Boss Seven, please."
Yan Qi shook his head: "I don't know how to use a writing brush."
"What? You can't...can't use a writing brush?" Park Taili's beautiful eyes flashed, extremely surprised.
Yan Qi scratched his head: "It's not that I don't know how to use it anymore, it's just that I'm not used to it! I can count the number of times I've used a brush since I was a child with two hands."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Zhang Gang jumped on the table, pinched his waist, and laughed loudly: "Hey guys, listen up, he can't even use a brush, but he still wants to compose music? This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world, this guy is just a An uneducated, illiterate liar.”
Li Chengji also jumped on the table and grinned at Yan Qi: "Aren't you used to using a brush? Haha, who are you kidding? I think you just can't write. You can't even write. How dare you write lyrics? ? Could it be that you want to draw a ghost talisman?"
Yan Qi smiled playfully: "Yes, I just want to draw a talisman, so what?"
"you……"
Li Chengji was so stunned by Yan Qi's indifferent smile that he had nowhere to vent.
Wan Ru used all his strength to punch, but it hit the cotton.
This is uncomfortable!
Lin Ruoshan pointed at Li Chengji and Zhang Gang: "Shut up, everyone in the audience can hear you yelling. It's so rude and incompetent. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as mute."
Lee Sung-ki is still shouting.
Pu Taili scolded in a sweet voice: "Quiet, Boss Seven is about to compose music."
Li Chengji gritted his teeth: "If you don't even know how to write, how can you write music lyrics? I want to see how this old-timer embarrasses himself."
Yan Qi took out the soft pen he carried with him, sucked up the ink, and started writing.
Zhang Gang sarcastically said: "You don't know how to write, but you still dare to embarrass yourself. Let me see, your handwriting is no different from what a cockroach crawls on."
Everyone looked over.
Yan Qi picked up his pen and wrote four words.
"Jindale Flower".
These four characters are completed in one breath, with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, connected into one body, and the energy flowing through the rainbow.
The strong brushstrokes are like a knife unsheathed, like an eagle spreading its wings, like a dragon flying into the sky.
Li Chengji and Zhang Gang were ridiculing Yan Qi, racking their brains, throwing out all kinds of vicious words, using all possible means.
However, when he saw the four words "Jinda Laihua", he was dumbfounded and immediately lost his temper.
I choked twice deep in my throat. All the ridicule and sarcasm were mixed with a mouthful of thick phlegm, like a sharp thorn stuck in my throat. It couldn't go up or come down. It was so uncomfortable.
Everyone was shocked.
Then bursts of cheers broke out.
"The calligraphy is so good, it's comparable to that of a calligrapher."
"Tang Bufan, a master of calligraphy and painting of the generation, will definitely be amazed when he sees this word."
"The real person doesn't show his face. I didn't expect that this seventh boss is so powerful. He has given us a lot of knowledge. It's really shocking. We... we can't do the same thing."
…
Pu Taili's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she was amazed by Yan Qi.
"Mr. Lin, who is this seventh boss? He is really good at writing. Is he really a businessman?"
Lin Ruoshan grabbed Park Taili's little hand and played with it wantonly: "Of course, Boss Seven has always regarded himself as a businessman. Whoever dares to say that he is not a businessman will be in a hurry."
Lin Ruoshan looked at Zhang Gang: "Zhang Dajunqi, do you think the word "Seventh Boss" is as good as a cockroach? You have a keen eye, why don't you give it a review?"
Zhang Gang was so embarrassed that he couldn't say a word and could only hold the handle of the knife.
The veins on the back of my hands popped out, and I really wanted to kill someone with a single blow, regardless of the situation.
Lin Ruoshan looked at Li Chengji again: "You were the one who shouted the loudest just now, saying that Boss Seven can't write and is illiterate. Now, are you slapped in the face? Are you embarrassed? Let me tell you, you are not blind. He just has a crooked heart and is a sinister villain."
"you……"
Li Chengji couldn't stop shouting and kept his head down, not daring to confront Lin Ruoshan.
Oh, this is so embarrassing.
Who would have thought that this guy named Seventh Boss would be a calligrapher who could rival Tang Bufan.
I'm so bad!
Pu Taili's cheeks were flushed and she was looking forward to it: "Boss Seven, please use your pen and ink so that everyone can feast their eyes on it."
