The villain heroine is forced to farm

Chapter 92 We Support Niu Deshui!
The desk was newly built, and Lvyi and Hongqin tidied it up, spread it with rice paper, and laid out their pens and inks.

Niu Deshui and Master Zhou glanced at each other, "Poetry and calligraphy together!"

"it is good!"

The two started fighting with high spirits.

Ruan Zhenzhu looked at the two of them wielding their pens and pretending to be so aggressive, she curled her lips, "You guys are the only ones who know how to use brushes!"I can draw every blood vessel and nerve in you with a ballpoint pen!

She was upset for a long time, and Niu Deshui and Master Zhou's writing was also completed.

Nie Yuanwai couldn't wait to go up to look at it, and first looked at Niu Deshui's.He knew Mr. Zhou, everyone said that he was well-learned and well-known in Songyang County, that's why he spent a lot of money to invite him to enlighten Xiao Guai.But Niu Deshui had won a Jinshi before, he didn't know yet.

I saw Niu Deshui's cursive script, free and unrestrained, with powerful and wanton smooth strokes.

"Little boy! Come and see!" He greeted Ruan Pearl with a smile.

Ruan Zhenzhu sat still, and once again expressed with her eyes that she did not want to go!I saw it just now, Traditional Chinese!What a cursive script!She couldn't understand it at all!What a fart!

Nie Yuanwai received her gaze, and realized that she didn't know many words, so he smiled at her and read it out, "Healing Poem: Cherish the energy and preserve the essence to refresh the mind, think less and don't worry about desire. Eat only half full." There is no double taste, and the wine is not too frequent. Make fun of every joke, always be happy and don't get angry. Don't ask if Yanliang turns deceitful, let me live happily for a hundred years."

He doesn't know how to appreciate poetry, but this seven-character verse is easy to understand, and Yuanwai Nie still understands, "Well written! It's written in seconds! It integrates health preservation and condenses it into a poem, which is easy to understand! Really! wonderful!"

Even people who don't understand poetry can still understand two or three points after hearing it, what a joke!Always happy!Think less and desire less, and drink to three points, you can live a hundred springs and a hundred years!

Master Zhou's expression was a bit grim, Niu Deshui's biggest trump card was his medical skills!And what Zhuzhu wants to learn is also medical skills!He even wrote poems with his physiology! ?
The students in the crowd applauded and applauded, "This poem is exquisitely written! I have already won!"

A small number of people looked at each other and applauded, "Well written! As expected of a learned person! As expected of a teacher invited from outside! It is amazing!"

Yuan Nie looked at Ruan Zhenzhu.

Ruan Zhenzhu was already reading Master Zhou's poems. Fortunately, what Master Zhou wrote was in official script, so she could barely understand it after guessing.

Niu Deshui's expression changed. Master didn't look at him, but went to look at that scheming bitch?How well can he write?

When I stepped forward to look at it, I read it with a smile, "Looking at Donggao at dusk, where to lean on. The trees are all in autumn, and the mountains and mountains are only in the sunset. The shepherd drives the calf back, and the hunting horse brings the poultry back. There is no acquaintance in the past. Song Huai Caiwei."

Looking at Mr. Zhou with a smile in his eyes, he asked him, "Old scholar Zhou! This Yuanbao Town is already enough to live in seclusion, do you still want to live in seclusion?"

Master Zhou's face was gloomy, "Hmph! What I sing about is the autumn scenery of mountains and rivers, grazing and harvesting!"

"Oh~~" Niu Deshui saw that he had no intention of living in seclusion at all, otherwise he wouldn't have insisted on robbing his father knowing that he could only know a few words!

Master Zhou blushed and ground his teeth secretly, "My handwriting is better than yours!"

"My handwriting is no worse than yours! My poems are also good!" Niu Deshui didn't admit defeat this time, and if he won two more rounds, he won completely!

The two refused to accept the other, and they quarreled face to face, "I'm good!"

"Mine is better!!"

Ruan Zhenzhu glanced around, but couldn't find anyone who could comment on which of the two of them was better. Lao Nie couldn't count on him, and he could barely read.

Suddenly there was a shout from the crowd, "Niu Deshui! Niu Deshui! We support Niu Deshui!!"

(End of this chapter)