The Almighty God starts from the NPC in the crying secret room

Chapter 147
Wu Ming himself is a participant, and he did not play at the beginning mainly because he regarded himself as a "substitute".

He will only step forward to fight when he is needed, and will not directly steal the limelight from others.

Now Yun Xuesong's eyes are very obvious, just to tell him not to hide it, it's time to show his hands.

Before and after walking up, Oda Sen and others immediately recognized Wu Ming, and hated Wu Ming in their hearts.

If it weren't for Wu Ming's amazing performance at the Yellowstone Music Festival, all the young people they had worked so hard to train would have run away.

There is no need for them to advance the time of the exchange meeting so much!
But they changed their minds, if they could defeat Wu Ming at the exchange meeting, then the effect would definitely not be so good!

Even if Wu Ming didn't deliberately promote it.

But in the eyes of many people, Wu Ming is already a representative figure among young people in Zhongzhou.

If he could defeat such a person, it would be a big blow to other young people in Zhongzhou.

"Hmph. You're only good at singing, but can you still surpass the sky in terms of poetry?" Oda Sen thought to himself.

However, the words Wu Ming read next directly stunned the people on their side.

"Water Tune Song Head".

According to the introduction of the system, this poem belongs to the top level in the parallel world.

unprecedented.When it comes to the words of Mid-Autumn Festival, no one can match them.

Now Wu Ming moved this poem over, not only for Oda Sen and the others, but also for Wang Zha from Zhongzhou Kingdom.

After Wu Ming finished reading this poem, the audience fell into an eerie silence.

Zhang Wenling, who was watching the live broadcast at home, even stood up straight away, "Okay...okay...okay..."

He muttered to himself, and after a brief shock, his face showed an ecstatic look.

Although the audience watching the live broadcast was not as excited as Zhang Wenling, after all, not many people felt the artistic conception.

But there are still many people posting barrage: "I feel that this poem by Master Nong seems to be very powerful!"

"It's not just amazing, didn't you see that everyone at the scene was shocked?"

"Look at that little devil's face, it's almost like a pig's liver, don't go over there!"

"Don't worry, Lord Nong's medical skills are also very good, and he can save lives."

"The bamboo shoots ahead!"

Some people appreciate it, and naturally some people start to criticize it.

"Are you highly educated? How did you recognize Wu Ming's poem?"

"I teach Chinese, I think it's average."

"The other party's failure to speak should not be because of shock, but because he was thinking how could Wu Ming have the nerve to say such a pediatric word."

When these people were talking nonsense, Wu Ming looked at the young man on the other side and said, "It's your turn."

Although the previous poems were not written by the young man Dongying himself, he doesn't know everything.

On the contrary, he has studied the poetry of Zhongzhou Kingdom for many years.

But because of this, he is more able to feel the greatness of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".

Ask him to say that this poem is not good, and then make a better one, and he will not be able to do it in another 50 years.

It is better to admit defeat generously than to be shameless, at least to have a good reputation.

Thinking of this, the young man from Dongpu said, "I lost."

After saying this, he returned to his seat and sat down with a very ugly expression on his face.

A song "Water Tune Getou" completely shattered the pride in his heart.

The most disappointing thing is not losing to Wu Ming, but not having the possibility of winning.

Everyone on my side has conceded defeat, and there is no point in messing around anymore.

After Xiao Tiansen snorted coldly, he also returned to his seat, but he also silently memorized "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".

"Hahaha! Where's the person who just said that Lord Nong lost?"

"Run after spraying, right! What hot chicken."

"There are also those who teach Chinese. I suggest you resign as soon as possible, so as not to mislead your children."

"A group of kings with strong mouths, who have suffered in reality, are frantically looking for a sense of existence on the Internet."

"What the hell is a bunch of crooked butts, throwing up."

The counterattack of Wu Ming's fans in the live broadcast room did not affect the scene of the exchange meeting.

After Wu Ming returned to his seat, Ye Yu sighed softly and said, "Why don't I call you Senior Brother!"

"Ah? Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Once your song "Shui Tune Ge Tou" comes out, I'm afraid there will be no more Mid-Autumn Festival lyrics here.

When you are a hundred years later, this poem will continue to be passed down, the real name will last forever! "Ye Yu sighed.

"Maybe it will be written into the students' textbooks!" Someone said with a smile.

Seeing that the people on Wu Ming's side were talking and laughing, the other party was very upset.

A young man in Yuehou stood up and said: "I want to exchange ink painting with you, and I will come up with the topic."

Seeing the righteous look of this Yuehou man, Wu Ming shook his head helplessly.

Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. Dongying people are shameless, and the Yuehou people who mix with them are also shameless.

It is estimated that Baixiang and Xiaotaowan are similar. As for Bangzi, haven't they always been shameless like this?

"I'll do it." A young man here immediately stood up to fight.

He is exactly the young man that Yun Xuesong puts high hopes on. In terms of ink painting, few of his peers can match him.

"Okay! Then let's draw this mountain forest!" Yuehou young man said, and asked someone to bring a printed photo.

This photo was taken well. There are continuous mountain peaks on both sides. At the end of the mountain path, there is a quaint stone temple.

Behind the stone temple, there are mountains looming in the clouds and mists. It is indeed a beautiful place.

After placing the photo in a conspicuous place, the two of them stood in front of the table, adjusted for a while, and then began to paint.

The people of Yuehou obviously drew countless times according to this photo, and their movements were very fast.

And he only needs to glance at the photo every time, and he can paint for a long time.

And the young people here, in order to restore the scenery and artistic conception in the photos as much as possible, spend more time and times looking at the photos.

However, his painting skills are indeed not weak, with just a few strokes, he has already outlined the outline of the painting.

But I don't know if it's because of nervousness, or because I'm not used to drawing surrounded by long guns and short guns.

When he was drawing the mountain peak behind the stone temple, he shook his hand and made an obvious mistake.

The viewers who watched the live broadcast felt nothing, but the faces of the people here changed slightly.

Ye Yu even said in a low voice: "Oh no, why did he..."

This small mistake is equivalent to ruining the entire painting for the young man.

Just when he was about to give up, someone came to him and said, "Leave it to me!"

It was Wu Ming who made the move.

If there is a problem with one person, another person can replace it.

But every exchange has only one chance to substitute.

Originally, this was obtained by the opponent in order to allow themselves to have more winning percentages.

They used this rule before to cause a lot of trouble here.

Wu Ming just used this rule reasonably and did not foul.

The previous poetry competition opened up a new communication, so even a substitution is not considered a substitute.

Therefore, even if the other party was a little upset, he didn't say anything.

However, being able to use up Wu Ming's substitute opportunities can be regarded as something rewarding.

And it's been a long time, even if Wu Ming takes over, it's probably too late.

Unless Wu Ming can bring his Nirvana back to life on this discarded painting.

But how could this kind of thing be so easy to do?
But what happened next shocked everyone again.

Wu Ming just glanced at the photo and started to write.

The brush seems to have life in his hands, and the brush leaps across the paper like a dragon and a snake.

He obviously joined as a substitute halfway through, and it was obviously the first time he saw this photo.

But the speed is not slower than Yue Hou's people, and besides the speed, the details are also impeccable.

And the previous mistake was also perfectly integrated into the cloud and mist in his understatement.

By the time Wu Ming put down his brush and finished this ink painting, the people of Yuehou hadn't healed yet!

"Hmph! What's the use of being fast? If you draw badly, you still lose the same?" said a Yuehou man.

The Dongying man next to him said, "But I heard that Wu Ming's oil paintings are at the level of masters.
And Wu Ming also publicly stated that his traditional Chinese painting is better than oil painting. "

"Do you believe what he said? How can a person with limited energy have so much energy?" A person from Bangziguo said with disdain.

"The problem is, look at Wu Ming. Singing, dancing, poetry... all seem to be very good."

When the people from Baixiang Kingdom said this, they suddenly added another sentence: "It seems that the ones who ran away were from your Bangzi Kingdom!"

"You..." The people from Bangzi Kingdom were at a loss for words, and then they said angrily, "Some people from Dongying have also escaped!"

Oda Mori: "?"

Gan!What's going on with the people in Bangzi Country?Can this drag them into the water?
After waiting for a few minutes, the young man of Yuehou also finished his painting.

After the ink on the paintings dries a bit, the two paintings are hung up carefully.

The paintings of young people in Yuehou really restored the scenes in the photos very well, and the techniques in some ink paintings are also remarkable.

Even if such a painting is placed in an exhibition, it can be hung in a pretty good place for people to appreciate.

But compared with Wu Ming's painting, the painting of the young man of Yuehou is not enough.

Because Wu Ming's paintings can almost be described as "lifelike".

The dense leaves seem to be swaying with the wind, and the winding paths lead to secluded places, adding a different charm to the whole stone temple.

As for the mountains behind the stone temple, the rolling lines make people feel comfortable.

Looking at this painting from different angles, it will make people feel that the clouds and mists in the painting will flow.

There is no need to comment, it can be said at a glance whose painting is better.

If you have to compare, then Wu Ming's painting is the absolute C position in the exhibition.

This art exhibition is just for Wu Ming's painting, and everything else is just a foil.

"We lost. Let's take this painting back to observe and study." Yuehou's team leader said, and was going to get Wu Ming's painting.

But Yun Xuesong was faster than him, and he got Wu Ming's painting as soon as he reached out.

Then he stepped back and distanced himself from Yuehou's people.

At the same time, there were immediately guards around Yun Xuesong to prevent people from Marquis Yue from coming to snatch it.

"Although we won, this painting is still not perfect. We have to take it back and correct it." Yun Xuesong said with a smile.

The leader of the Marquis Yue was so angry that his face was flushed, and he said to himself, Yun Xuesong, what's the matter with you?

We all admit defeat, can't we stop the loss in time?This painting can sell for at least [-] million if you take it back!
Thinking of [-] million flying away like this, Yue Hou's team leader really wanted to grab the painting.

But when he saw that the people around Yun Xuesong were all powerful, he gave up this idea.

Besides, what's the use of grabbing it now?He is still in Zhongzhou, and he is still in the capital!
If he really dared to grab it, he would probably be sent in for tea.

"Wu Ming! I want to play Go with you!" A young man from Bangzi Kingdom jumped up and shouted.

Now Wu Ming has won two games in a row, if he can win Wu Ming, then wouldn't he become a hero?
"Don't pay attention to him, he is a professional ninth-dan professional who has just been promoted in Bangziguo. If he wants to bully the small with the big, it's shameless."

Yun Songxue asked Wu Ming to put away Wu Ming's paintings, and said to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming said, "It doesn't matter, I will compare with him."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Ming exchanged a master-level Go with the system.

Seeing Wu Ming's full confidence, and thinking that Wu Ming is good at improving in chess, Yun Xuesong also agreed.

After the two sides sat down at the chessboard, everyone thought it would be a one-sided massacre.

After all, Bangzi is a professional ninth-dan player. Although he is young, his strength lies there.

I heard that Wu Ming's chess skills are not bad, but compared with the professional nine-dan, there is still a big gap.

But when the two sides started to settle, everyone found that something was wrong.

It seemed that this game would indeed turn into a one-sided massacre, but it was Wu Ming who held the butcher's knife.

I don't know if he was in a hurry, but Wu Ming's time was very fast, and he hardly thought about it.

Bangzi thought that Wu Ming was playing badly, and looked down on Wu Ming a little, so he didn't show his full strength.

Then he fell into Wu Ming's trap, making a wrong step, and it was too late when Bangzi realized and wanted to save him.

In less than half an hour, Bangzi was cornered by Wu Ming.

Bangzi held Heizi and frowned. He had maintained this position for about 3 minutes.

Wu Ming was not in a hurry, he picked up a cup of brewed tea and took a sip.

Seeing Wu Ming's contented appearance, Bangzi blushed, but in the end he had no choice but to admit defeat.

Yun Xuesong couldn't help laughing, and Wu Ming did not disappoint him.

And he discovered that Wu Ming had a move that he hadn't seen in advance while playing chess.

If he and Wu Ming were to face off in this round, although they wouldn't lose as quickly as Bang Zi, the outcome would still be unpredictable.

But what does it matter?There is such an outstanding young man, it is too late for him to be happy!
Seeing that Wu Ming won three rounds in a row, the opponent couldn't sit still.

The people from Baixiangguo stood up immediately, and they also wanted to communicate with Wu Ming by name, but this time they wanted to communicate with Wu Ming on calligraphy.

Then the people from Baixiangguo took out a piece of rice paper, on which the words to be written for this calligraphy exchange were printed.

龘 (dá), describes the appearance of a dragon taking off.

齉 (nàng), to describe a stuffy nose.

Coarse (cū), describes the meaning of rough.

鱻 (xiān), which means delicious.

纛 (dào) describes the banner in the army.

Looking at these uncommon words, many people secretly thought that the people of Baixiang Kingdom were really shameless.

Unless these words are practiced more often, it will definitely be difficult when writing them for the first time.

If the calligraphy is not proficient enough, the mentality is not good enough, and the writing is not fast enough and ruthless enough, these characters will easily be confused together.

Of course, for calligraphy masters, the complexity of the characters does not have a great influence on them.

After accepting the opponent's challenge, Wu Ming exchanged for master-level calligraphy.

Spreading out the rice paper, dipping the ink and writing the pen, the whole process can be said to be smooth and flowing.

When the people from Baixiang Kingdom wrote the third character, Wu Ming had already written five characters.

After the people from Baixiangguo finished writing, Wu Ming's handwriting was almost done.

Someone hung up the rice paper and looked at Wu Ming's five characters written in five fonts, and everyone fell silent again.

Each word has its own characteristics, and some of them even have fonts that they have never seen.

But this font is square and upright, full of majesty.

The people from Baixiang Kingdom opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but held back the words again.

Then they opened their mouths again and held back the words. After repeating it several times, they still had no choice but to admit defeat.

Wang Yanqing, who was also watching the live broadcast at home, burst out laughing.

"Shui Tiao Ge Tou" has been written on the rice paper on his desk.

He spread another piece of rice paper, this time imitating Wu Ming's characters.

Wu Ming not only hit the people in Baixiang Kingdom, but also scared the people in the last little pottery bowl.

They feel that they have lost four games, so what if they can win?
What's more, they are still the weakest in this exchange meeting.

Don't talk about Wu Ming, if the other party sends a young man at random, they may not be opponents.

Therefore, Xiao Tao Wan didn't plan to communicate with Wu Ming, but directly gave up on the grounds of feeling unwell.

When the other party came, they were aggressive, but when they returned, they were all ashamed.

Let everyone relieve their anger incomparably, and at the same time slapped those people with crooked buttocks hard in the face.

At the end of the exchange meeting, many people found their accounts by following the bullet screens that those people had been slandering.

Send them sincere "blessings".

Many people quit the Internet directly after being greeted, and dared not speak online for a long time, for fear of being scolded.

As the hero of this exchange meeting, Wu Ming has been sought after by more people.

And not only young people, but even middle-aged and old people have begun to follow Wu Ming.

After all, many of the abilities that Wu Ming demonstrated at the exchange meeting were what they pursued all their lives.

Some people even found Wu Ming on the basis of connections, and wanted their children to be Wu Ming's apprentices.

Some even wanted to directly worship Wu Ming as their teacher.

Fortunately, Wu Ming hid at Zhou Chengze's house in time, thus avoiding many troubles.

Taking advantage of the enthusiasm, Penguin Music is fully fired, and can't wait to prepare the concert for Wu Ming on the same day.

However, although the concert cannot be started immediately, under the full operation of Penguin Music.

Wu Ming's first concert will also start in mid-June.

(End of this chapter)