The Profligate Madam of the Family

1759 must find an expert to compare

everyone around them wanted to hear what mo nan chong had to say, so they stretched their necks to wait, but the girl did not move.

” what’s wrong? bring it over. i’m going to show it to grandpa anyway. ” jin fuyao said to the girl.

the girl had a good relationship with jin fuyao, so when she heard jin fuyao’s words, she suddenly came back to her senses.

she knew that mo nan chong’s handwriting was very good, even better than jin fuyao’s.

with just one look, even an outsider like her could tell that mo nan chong’s handwriting was full of emotion and style. even an outsider could feel the strength of his strokes.

if one looked at jin fuyao alone, they would think that her handwriting was also very good.

however, with such a comparison, it was obvious whose writing was better and whose writing was trash.

after all, that girl was on jin fuyao’s side. at this time, she only had one thought, that was to not embarrass jin fuyao.

after all, jin fuyao was their pride.

the moment the girl came back to her senses, she aimed her eyes at the ink on the table and pounced on it.

“don’t!” the first one to react was the old man. he threw away the melon seeds in his hand and rushed over as if he was flying.

however, she didn’t have time to grab the copybook from the girl’s hand. just as the girl was about to hit the ink, her body was stabilized.

mo nan took his calligraphy piece from her hand and looked at her. ” if you want to fall, don’t put my words on it. ”

with that, she let go of her hand.

the girl fell down with a plop, and the ink splashed all over her face.

“good, good, i’ve been saved.” the old president knew that mo nan chong was the kind of person who was too lazy to write. although she was very talented and capable, she was really lazy.

no matter how much money they offered her, she would not be willing to write a single piece of calligraphy.

it wasn’t easy to get such an opportunity. how could he destroy it?

this was nothing to mo nan chong, but to them, mo nan chong’s words could be called a divine piece of work.

[ f * ck, what was that? ]

[ that old man’s expression looks like some rare treasure is about to be destroyed! ]

[ no, did that girl do it on purpose? why did she pounce on the table on purpose? is she trying to destroy our master pet’s handwriting? ]

[ let me guess, is it because our beloved master wrote so well that she was worried that their group would not be able to win, so she simply destroyed it? ]

[ yes, i can’t think of any other reason! ]

[ f * ck, isn’t that too vicious? [ you were just laughing at our master pet for not being able to write it, and now you feel threatened, so you’re going to destroy it? ]

[ what else do jin fuyao’s fans have to say? ]

[ our fuyao didn’t do anything. please don’t take our fuyao with you, okay? ]

[ that’s right. our fuyao has always been obedient, okay? [ that girl might have just slipped. mo nan chong, on the other hand, grabbed her and then let go. isn’t that a little too much? ]

[ how is it too much? if i had carefully written a piece of calligraphy and someone almost destroyed it, not only would i let go of it, i would have directly pressed it into the dye vat! ]

[ mo nan chong’s fans are just as brutal as mo nan chong! ]

[ my heart aches for that girl. she might not have done it on purpose! your mo nan chong only wrote it for a dozen minutes, isn’t this considered hard work? [ is there a need to be so concerned? ]

the old man had already snatched the words from mo nan chong’s hands and was reading them.

“very good, very good, very good, it’s not destroyed!”

“can we choose the ingredients now?” mo nan chong looked at the old man and asked.

“take the best!” the old man waved his hand and said without thinking.

this time, the other groups were not happy.

“what’s the situation?”

“no, we haven’t even competed yet. old man, what do you mean? shouldn’t we only get the ingredients after the competition?”

“that’s right, what’s the point of competing?”

“could there be any inside story?”

the group of players was unhappy.

the old man looked at the group of contestants with a slightly unsightly expression on his face. he said sternly, ” her handwriting is the best, so of course, she should be the one choosing the best ingredients. could it be that you can write better than her? ”

“we haven’t even seen her handwriting yet, and you’re saying that her handwriting is the best. is this really a good idea?”

“that’s right, that’s right ...”

the old man was so angry that he laughed. he turned to look at the girls who were talking. alright, then i’ll show you what calligraphy is!”

mo nan chong’s voice turned to face all the contestants.

everyone present looked over and froze as if they were struck by lightning.

even though they did not know much about calligraphy, they could still tell whether it was good or bad. so when mo nan chong turned the words over, everyone was stunned.

” this is the same poem that jin fuyao wrote. every word is the same ... ”

“oh my god, isn’t this too good?”

“how can this be written so well? there’s no harm if there’s no comparison. i instantly feel that jin fuyao’s writing is like a dog crawling ...”

” ... why does it feel like you already knew that mo nan chong could write such a good story? ”

everyone’s eyes fell on jin fuyao. jin fuyao was waiting for the crowd to praise her, but at this time, she also felt that something was wrong, so she turned to look at mo nan chong’s calligraphy.

...

the poem was the same, and all the words were the same, but mo nan chong only took ten minutes to write it. the words were so beautiful, and every word was so beautiful. it could be said that it was very in-depth.

compared to mo nan chong’s calligraphy, the one she was so proud of was simply too stiff and low class.

she was a little startled and in disbelief. her fingertips were trembling.

she subconsciously wanted to hide her words.

“is there anyone else who thinks that this piece of calligraphy can’t be first?” the old man looked at everyone and asked.

the contestants were all a little quiet.

only flowey and the others let out a startled cry.

” no, i still think jin fuyao’s is better! ”

“our fuyao has been systematically trained. how can we compare with mo nan chong, who is an amateur? a professional was definitely needed to speak up in a competition of who had better handwriting. i don’t think what you said is very accurate, grandpa!”

“yeah, the old man isn’t an expert! this should be judged by the experts.”

some people were stubborn and refused to believe that mo nan chong’s handwriting was better.

...

the old man was so angry that he laughed. ” then tell me, who’s the expert and who’s the professional? ”

“then it’s naturally those people from the national calligraphy association!” a girl said, ” i think we should invite the president of the national calligraphy association to evaluate the calligraphy. ”

the old man was speechless.

mo nan chong was speechless.

” fuyao, don’t you have the contact information of the calligraphy association? go and make a call! ” someone said to jin fuyao, ” you wrote better. this old man is lying through his teeth! ”

at this time, jin fuyao’s phone suddenly rang.