Reborn I am the villain

This calligraphy and painting competition is held every year, and there are so many tricks in holding it once.

But because Shen Hanlin has never had anyone he likes, and the first few contestants are all very similar in level, he doesn't care who is the champion.

So the past shady scenes and internal decisions just let him go.

But this time was different. Han Chen's appearance gave him a glimmer of hope and gave him a glimmer of hope for today's events.

It's been 30 years, exactly 30 years, the person he's been looking forward to for so many years, and this time finally appeared.

Shen Hanlin's heart was extremely surging, even if he tried his best to offend some people, he still had to turn the tide and completely decide on his candidate, no matter what anyone said would work.

This time, Shen Hanlin made up his mind that Han Chen must be nominated.

However, Han Chen didn't seem to care much about the name of the book sage. What he cared about was whether he could defeat Wang Hao, that's all.

Han Chen glanced at Wang Hao at this time, only to see that Wang Hao was so serious and meticulous that he was grinding ink!
Han Chen was so old that he almost spewed blood. What the hell was this guy doing? Was he serious about the game? At this moment, he was still grinding ink. Is he crazy?
Yes, that's right, Wang Hao was grinding ink.

He was holding a brush in his hand, but he didn't write down the pen for a long time, but kept rubbing ink with his dog legs.

Not only was Han Chen surprised, but even the audience didn't understand what Wang Hao was doing.

At this time of grinding ink, is it a little too long?

Everyone has started to show their works, but Wang Hao is still grinding ink.

A lot of strange eyes were cast, and some people even thought that Wang Hao was fishing in troubled waters, and there was no truth at all.

However, Wang Hao seemed to be very calm about this, he didn't express any opinions, and he was still grinding ink seriously.

At this time, even Shen Hanlin noticed Wang Hao's strangeness, and he frowned, a little displeased.

To be honest, he doesn't have a good impression of Wang Hao, and he has a preconceived sense of substitution, thinking that he is a rich second generation or second generation ancestor.

What competition did he come here to participate in? He was simply messing around.

But Wang Hao didn't seem to be messing around at all, and his face was very calm.

"This guy, when did he even grind the ink? I'll go over and have a look."

After Shen Hanlin finished speaking, he was about to walk towards Wang Hao angrily, but Zhou Shouchang grabbed him.

Zhou Shouchang shook his head, and said, "Old Shen, this Wang Hao cannot be judged by common sense. Don't be impulsive. Let's see."

"If it weren't for this kid's surname Wang, I would doubt if this kid is your illegitimate child." Shen Hanlin said.

"Haha, I really want to have a son, but I can't help it, my family is all girls." Zhou Shouchang laughed.

Shen Hanlin stopped talking and just looked at Wang Hao quietly.

At this time, the scene became quiet again, but there were still whispers from time to time, which were nothing more than words that Han Chen had already decided to be the champion.

After all, Han Chen's handwriting was really good, and the flamboyant aura with which he wrote was even more astonishing.

Most of the people present were knowledgeable. Although they couldn't reach Shen Hanlin's state and couldn't see Han Chen's vision, their handwriting was good, and this would be reflected in the contestants intuitively. There is a saying that is good, the eyes of the masses are discerning.

At this time, contestants have already hung up their entries one after another for people to watch and display.

Han Chen was also among them, and as soon as his words were displayed, each word seemed to come alive, beating against the person's side.

Every word in that font shone with golden light, making people unable to open their eyes. This was definitely not a lie. Han Chen's words were indeed spiritual, as if they had come to life.

No matter who reads it, they will say yes.

As for Wang Hao's words, it seems that he has just started writing at this time. His pen is very slow, and a few times he seems to have written poorly. .

Shen Hanlin couldn't bear it anymore. Is this guy here to compete or to waste paper? The rice paper around him is almost piled up into a hill.

Waste is the most intolerable for Shen Hanlin.

This time, Shen Hanlin didn't care about Zhou Shouchang's dissuasion, and directly stepped forward to question Wang Hao: "This contestant, it's good that we provide rice paper for free, but if you don't have any real talents, please leave. It is the best rice paper, and rice paper is like a friend to me, and I cannot allow you to waste it."

"No, my writing is too bad, I can't meet people." Wang Hao shook his head quickly and said to himself.

Seeing that Wang Hao ignored him, Shen Hanlin couldn't help being a little angry, while on the other side, Zhou Shouchang picked up all the discarded rice paper on the ground.

Zhou Shouchang unfolded the crumpled rice paper one after another. When he saw the amazing side of the rice paper, he couldn't help being stunned.

"This, my God!" Zhou Shouchang was stunned and exclaimed.

"Security, security." Shen Hanlin shouted.

Suddenly, a group of security guards in uniform came up from the stage.

"Old Shen, what's the matter?" the security captain said flatteringly.

"Get rid of this troublemaker. In this competition, not everyone can make up for it. Don't think that your father can mess around just because he has a few filthy money." Shen Hanlin was furious.

Han Chen almost laughed out loud. If Wang Hao was kicked out this time, it would be a big blow. This guy is simply putting a leek in a pig's nose—pretending to be an elephant.

He doesn't know calligraphy at all, he came here to humiliate himself,

"Wang Hao, this time there is finally a field that you can't set foot in, hahaha."

Han Chen sneered in his heart. It was such a big joke that Shen Hanlin kicked him out of the venue himself.

This time, Wang Hao might be on the headlines in Hanyang City again, but the headlines don't seem to be a good thing.

Han Chen's smile became more and more intense, and Wang Hao was destined to be ashamed this time.

The discussion on the scene sounded again, and there was a lot of noise, and Wang Hao became the target of public criticism for a while.

Murong Mingyue suddenly became worried, what happened to Wang Hao today, other people's works were all good, why he was not good for a long time, and finally Shen Hanlin scolded him.

"Mister, I want to ask a question, but I don't know if I should ask." Wang Hao raised his head and slowly looked at Shen Hanlin in front of him.

"You ask."

Shen Hanlin was so angry that he was blowing his beard and staring, almost hitting someone.