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Chapter 137 Even Geniuses Are Different [Fourth Update]

"Do you know what kind of behavior this is?" Cao Liang suddenly asked.

"What behavior?" Meng Ziliang immediately became interested and asked in return.

Cao Liang glanced back, saw the distance was about right, then leaned closer and said, "A toad trying to eat swan meat."

"Have you ever seen such a beautiful toad?" Meng Ziliang retorted.

"You're so narcissistic. You're already so old, yet you still have the nerve to say you're beautiful."

Upon hearing Cao Liang's words, Meng Ziliang finally realized that the toad referred to himself.

"Do you know what this behavior is called?" This time it was Meng Ziliang's turn to ask Cao Liang.

"What?" Cao Liang asked curiously.

"You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth!" Meng Ziliang snorted and quickened his pace to leave.

"You old bastard, you actually called me a dog!"

……

Upon entering the venue.

Seeing the packed audience, Chen Wei was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected a calligraphy competition to be so full.

"Sis, there are so many people, stop scrolling on your phone and watch where you're going," Chen Wei kindly reminded her.

"I don't want to watch it either, but the following plot is just too captivating, I can't help it." Su Mengdie frowned slightly, looking troubled.

Even if you forcibly put your phone away, you can't help but take it out and start scrolling again within minutes.

If Chen Wei remembered correctly, the next part of the plot should involve facing a ferocious beast, one of the female leads being severely injured while protecting the male lead, her cultivation level completely destroyed, and the male lead using the Yin-Yang harmonization method to restore her cultivation level...

I never expected Sister Mengdie to like this!
So he really is a carnivore?
After separating from Su Mengdie, in order to prevent her from continuing to appear so absent-minded, Chen Wei changed his account.

Upon logging in, Su Mengdie had already sent her an update message two hours earlier.

Nanshan Nan: Sorry, something came up today, I'll be a little late.

Shortly after the message was sent, Su Mengdie checked her phone less often.

Put down your phone as well.

Chen Wei saw Shen Lang walking towards him.

As soon as their eyes met, he immediately looked away, as if he had done something wrong.

"Wait!" Shen Lang hadn't gone far when a group of people blocked his way.

"You are Shen Lang, and Shen Bingxin is your sister?" the leader asked after checking the photo.

"Do you need something from me?" Shen Lang had seen this person in a magazine; he was Shen Tao, a rising star calligrapher from Guangzhou.

"It's nothing. I'm a top seed, just like you. I just came to say hello." Shen Tao said this, but he had a different thought in his mind.

In fact, the only time Yangcheng lost to Jiangcheng was when Shen Lang's sister, Shen Bingxin, entered the game as a seeded player.

Shen Tao is not yet qualified to compete in calligraphy with someone like Shen Bingxin, but at the very least, he should defeat her younger brother.

Like himself, Shen Lang was hailed as a calligraphy genius in Jiangcheng.

"Sorry, you've got the wrong person." Shen Lang wanted to leave, but his wounds hadn't fully healed yet, and they were reopened.

"Impossible, you look exactly like the person in the photo." Shen Tao chased after him and blocked Shen Lang's path again.

"What I mean is, I'm not a seeded player, you've got the wrong person."

"Impossible. Besides you, is there any other calligraphy genius in Jiangcheng?" Shen Tao had never heard of such a person and thought Shen Lang was definitely trying to fool him.

"Are you ever going to stop? I already told you you've got the wrong person. I'm not some seeded player. He, do you see clearly? He is!" Shen Lang pointed at Chen Wei, extremely agitated.

The tone sounded like he was venting.

No wonder this guy was so agitated, with a dark expression on his face. It turns out his genius title was stolen! Shen Tao didn't feel sorry for Shen Lang; on the contrary, he felt pretty good about it.

"Brother, you're amazing! Even a genius nurtured by a family of calligraphers like the Shen family, who have poured all their resources into cultivating him, is no match for you. You're truly awesome." Shen Tao gave a thumbs up, sparing no praise.

“I won’t let you have the credit if you praise me,” Chen Wei replied, his tone somewhat indifferent.

Without giving Shen Tao a chance to speak, he turned and left.

That killed the conversation in an instant.

"..." Shen Tao was stunned for a few seconds, then turned to look at the people around him and asked, "Have you ever seen such an arrogant person? No matter what, I am a top player in Yangcheng. Do you need him to give way to me?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Brother Tao, you came from a hellish environment like Guangzhou, which is incomparable to a small circle like Jiangcheng with no competitiveness. Although they are both top players, he is far inferior to you." Someone stood up and flattered him.

"You're right. Today we'll teach him a lesson and show him that there are differences between geniuses!" Shen Tao vowed.

Before long, all the contestants were seated.

The person sent to the stage to read out the rules was Meng Ziliang. "This time, the competition is different from the past. It will not only be a competition of calligraphy, but also a competition of talent. The theme is snow, and you are free to express yourself. You are not allowed to copy the works of predecessors."

"Free rein? That's interesting..." Shen Tao pondered for a moment, then immediately came up with an idea.

Looking around at the others, who were still deep in thought, a sense of superiority suddenly rose within him.

"I've finished writing it."

So fast!
Shen Tao looked over upon hearing the voice and saw that it was Chen Wei.

His face immediately darkened.

He quickly picked up his pen and began to sketch out his thoughts with ink.

It is a line of poetry.

He must have just quickly described a snowy scene; how could that compare to my poem?
Shen Tao firmly believes that he will not only advance, but will advance with the outstanding result of first place.

There were quite a few mediocre people present, so it probably wouldn't be difficult for Chen Wei to advance. Although there was a set topic, it was ultimately a calligraphy competition, and the score for the characters accounted for the majority of the points.

Meng Ziliang took the paper from Chen Wei's hand, paused for a moment, then grabbed the microphone and couldn't help but want to share it with everyone, "Let me read it to you, 'The heavens do not care for the fallen jade flowers, but seal the plum blossoms with fragrance.'"

"Heaven does not spare the fallen snow, but seals the plum blossoms and crabapple blossoms, making them without fragrance." This is Shen Tao's interpretation.

This guy is not simple!

It must be admitted that Chen Wei's existence has made Shen Tao feel threatened.

Especially when Meng Ziliang turned the paper over to face everyone, he looked at himself again.

In terms of poetic skill? It can't compare.

In terms of writing style? It's still inferior.

Now, Shen Tao can only console himself by saying that Chen Wei used his ultimate move right from the start.

At least, he still had a backup plan.

As expected, in the round of 30 to 10, Chen Wei ranked first, while Shen Tao could only rank second.

Then came the competition to narrow down the field from ten to three.

in the audience.

"Explain to me why you were eliminated in the first round?" The woman's tone was cold, and she didn't even glance at Shen Lang as she spoke.

"Sister, you saw it too. I'm no match for that guy. Rather than embarrass myself when there are fewer people around, it's better to give up now before anyone notices me," Shen Lang said fearfully.

He knew he was going to lose, 100%, he had never been so sure about anything.

"The heavens do not begrudge the fallen jade flowers, but seal the plum blossoms with fragranceless jade... That's interesting." Shen Bingxin's gaze fell on Chen Wei, and the corners of her lips rarely turned up.

(End of this chapter)