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

Chapter 45
If you were someone else in the circle, when you heard that Wang Yanqing wanted to accept him as a student, you would be so excited that you would kneel down and kowtow on the spot.

But Wu Ming was not excited, not only because he had not set foot in this circle, but also because he had more considerations.

His original intention was to earn reputation points and survive in this beautiful era.

If you become Wang Yanqing's student, will you spend all your time practicing calligraphy?

If that was the case, one day his current reputation points would be exhausted, and then he would be deported, waiting to die in despair.

Recalling the coldness in the wilderness, Wu Ming frowned slightly.

Seeing Wu Ming like this, not only Wang Yanqing, but even Zhang Wenling didn't understand.

They felt that Wu Ming's ability to copy calligraphy to such an extent should be due to his strong interest in calligraphy.

Since he is interested in calligraphy, he must know Wang Yanqing's attainments and influence in the field of calligraphy.

"Xiao Wu, do you have any concerns? Or do you have another teacher?" Zhang Wenling asked.

Wang Yanqing also nodded and said: "Indeed. If your kid is only good at talent,
It should not be possible to copy to this extent. It is normal for someone to teach, but I don’t know who it is?Do I know each other? "

Wu Ming explained: "Professor Zhang, Mr. Wang, I am self-taught in poetry and calligraphy without any teacher.

I hesitated before because my heart was not on this. If I were to become your student, I would definitely not be able to settle down.
Or if you can't concentrate on calligraphy, you might lose face.

So after thinking it over and over again, I don't think I'm worthy of being your student. "

After hearing Wu Ming's answer, it was Wang Yanqing's turn to frown slightly.

Zhang Wenling on the side smiled and said: "I know. You like writing lyrics and composing music, right!

In fact, I have also heard your song. Although it is different from composing poetry, it is also the same way to return to the original. "

"Hmph! What's so good about singing?" Wang Yanqing snorted coldly and didn't continue talking.

Zhang Wenling smiled and said, "You! It's because of your bad temper that there are not many students, or you scare the students away.
Otherwise, it's okay to give it to you. "

"Old guy, which pot can't be opened and which pot should be lifted, right? Calligraphy is about the unity of spirit, energy and spirit.

As the saying goes, writing is like a person, if the mind is not calm enough, no matter how many skills you have, the writing will be like duckweed without roots.

It's okay to deceive laymen with such words, but it will definitely not be famous forever! "

As the master of calligraphy, Wang Yanqing naturally has her own persistence in calligraphy.

"I know. Don't worry about getting angry! Watch your blood pressure." Zhang Wenling said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Wang Yanqing calmed down after taking a sip of tea.

He continued to say: "I see that you have a good talent, so I want you to make some achievements in calligraphy.

But since you're not interested, I won't force it. Anyway, it's you who lose if you don't become my student, not me. "

"Old Wang. I'm sorry." Wu Ming apologized sincerely.

"Forget it. If you don't study as a teacher, then don't study as a teacher! But you have nothing to do, you have to walk around, don't think about hiding when you go back."

Wang Yanqing actually liked the poems Zhang Wenling received.

Although he is not good at poetry, it's not that he doesn't understand poetry. On the contrary, he has some ability in poetry.

Therefore, he can also see the gold content of this song "Fenghe Linggong Lvyetang Planting Flowers".

If Wu Ming can continue to maintain this level, or if he performs beyond the standard and gives him a poem, he will not change his daughter.

People of their age and status are not only considering the present, but also their reputation a hundred years later.

"Yes, Mr. Wang. I'll come to bother you again when I'm free." Wu Ming replied.

"Xiao Wu. Then you can't forget me!" Zhang Wenling said with a big laugh.

"Yes. Professor Zhang."

"Okay. Let's not talk about this. Xiao Wu, can you play Go?" Zhang Wenling asked.

"I know a little."

Wu Ming thought that although he has intermediate Go.

But in front of these two big shots, it shouldn't be considered very capable, so he said a word of humility.

"Okay. Come and play with me in the next game, this old man is not good at chess." Zhang Wenling said.

"Hmph! You are obviously a bad chess player, yet you still blame me instead."

Although she responded with a retort, Wang Yanqing still stepped aside so that Wu Ming could play against Zhang Wenling.

Wu Ming first saluted Wang Yanqing and Zhang Wenling before sitting opposite Zhang Wenling.

Because he is a junior, Zhang Wen ordered Wu Ming to play the sunspot first.

ta-ta-ta--

Soon, there was only the sound of Go chess falling in the reception room.

Wu Ming dared not speak while playing chess, for fear of disturbing Zhang Wenling's thoughts.

While Zhang Wenling was in the process of playing, he found that Wu Ming's chess skills were not low, so he began to think seriously.

Although Wang Yanqing was full of desire to despise Zhang Wenling's words, he still obeyed the point of watching chess without saying a word.

About an hour later, Zhang Wen ordered Touzi to admit defeat.

"Xiao Wu, you're being unkind. Does that mean you know a little bit?" Zhang Wenling said angrily.

But he was not angry, on the contrary, he was more interested in Wu Ming.

He is talented in poetry and calligraphy, and seems to have studied Go.

And all of them have achieved certain results. None of the young people he has come into contact with can be as versatile as Wu Ming.

Wu Ming said with some embarrassment: "Professor Zhang, I also learned Go by myself. I have always played against the computer.
I have never played against anyone before, so I don't know how strong I am, so I can only say that I know a little bit. "

"Hahaha! You are cautious, but your chess moves..."

Before Zhang Wenling finished speaking, Wang Yanqing interrupted and said, "Go and watch!

I'm going to play a game with this kid. What kind of moves did you play just now?If it weren't for watching chess without saying a word,
I'm sure I'll tell you on the spot. "

"All right, all right! You are amazing! Come on." Zhang Wenling immediately stepped aside.

He knew that Wang Yanqing's strength was about the same as his, and he was suppressed by Wu Ming to the point where he had no strength to fight back.

Unless Wu Ming releases the water, Wang Yanqing has no chance of winning.

He waited until Wang Yanqing also lost before opening his mouth to despise the other party, so that both sides were on the same level.

He will not suffer.

"Look at it!" Wang Yanqing was not polite when she came up, and directly took the lead with Heizi.

"You old guy is not kind!" Zhang Wenling couldn't help complaining.

"Watch the chess without saying a word!" Wang Yanqing didn't say much, and swallowed Zhang Wenling with one sentence.

But it's a pity that even if Wang Yanqing was the first to fight, he was still not Wu Ming's opponent.

In the same hour or so, he was forced into a desperate situation on the chessboard, and had to surrender just like Zhang Wenling.

"Old guy, you are not very good! You have lost by holding the sunspot." Zhang Wenling said with a bright smile.

"You know a fart! This kid's chess moves are very strange, I was just careless." Wang Yanqing said unconvinced.

"Oh! Do you also feel this way? I also think that Xiao Wu Qilu is a bit strange, but I just don't know where the blame is?"

Just as Zhang Wenling was speaking, a steady voice came in, "The two of you are playing chess again!

What is there to play if they are all stinky chess baskets?Um?There are still young people, don't bring young people down! "

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