"Haha, it's just a story. Who can testify that this allusion is true? I really can't imagine that you have such a strong ability in this story, why don't you write the Internet? You have such a big brain, you will definitely become a god." Jiang Jie kept shaking his head there, as if he had eaten yáo                                                                                     �

He is like a child who has not grown up, and he will take revenge. If someone stole a piece of candy from him, he will stole the candy from others for the rest of his life.

At this time, the two old men next to him also shook their heads. This young man is also a person who seeks fame. Such a story is impossible. The 90% possibility is made up by him. Seeing his serious and serious look, people think of Stephen Chow. He originally thought that he was a talented person with some tricks. Unexpectedly, he was also an uncontrollable person.

"What I said is true, don't you believe it?" He couldn't feel very helpless, so he looked back at Teacher Fang Xue'ai.

Teacher Fang's face was very worried and kept winking at him. Like what he said, it would be fine if you were to slap a bunch of sticks and sticks. You and three top experts in the calligraphy and painting world made up stories here, wouldn't that be a shame for yourself? Hurry up and go to another place.

Fang Xueai was a little anxious because Wu Fan ignored him at all and was still doing his own thing and wanted to continue to talk to him.

"Wu Fan, I happened to have something to discuss with you. Let's take a walk." Fang Xueai quickly took Wu Fan's hand and walked towards another booth next to her.

At this moment, Jiang Jie's face was full of sinisterness. He tried his best to show his talents that he could not defeat this young man. Nonsense, how could he withstand such a blow?

Jiang Jie quickly ran over and stopped Wu Fan.

"Don't you want to prove that what you said is not nonsense?" Jiang Jie tried his best to suppress his emotions, because there were two big figures next to him, so he could not have expressed himself too much.

"Uh uh uh, don't you just like eating*? You are one of the most dazzling new stars in the history of the Dragon Clan. Do you just want to destroy your own reputation?" At this moment, Wu Fan advised with great sincerity as if he was very concerned about a friend.

"Stop pretending to be a fool. In fact, you are just finding a way for yourself. You are just an ignorant liar, a sweet liar with sweet words, you can only make girls happy. Teacher Fang, don't be deceived by him." Jiang Jie was very angry at this moment, stopping Wu Fan and warning Teacher Fang.

He wanted to personally step on the young man under his feet in front of Teacher Fang so that he would never be able to raise his head.

"Mr. Wang Daqian and another calligraphy and painting are all here. Let's verify it today." Wu Fan smiled slightly.

"Verify, is there a way to verify your random story?" Jiang Jie said.

There is no way to verify a nonsense story like this. It was a matter of thousands of years, a person of thousands of years, a piece of paper from thousands of years ago, a pen from thousands of years ago. Can a young man still find that person, that piece of paper and pen from thousands of years ago? Can he still find all the people who saw this happening at that time?

So this matter is impossible to falsify.

"I haven't finished telling this story. The story I told is naturally verified by me. Since you want to eat those things, I'm really sorry if I don't let you eat them." Wu Fan continued.

This young man is too frivolous and still pretends to be so profound. This can only highlight his own superficiality.

The two old men watching next to them shook their heads and wanted to walk to the side. They didn't want to stay in front of such an ignorant junior.

"Two seniors, please wait. Since you are here, how about giving me Jiang someone a face? Otherwise, the young man would be unwilling to give up if he lost, otherwise how could he eat with peace of mind!" Jiang Jie said viciously, and then his eyes were filled with begging.

In fact, Wu Fan did not agree to him anything, nor did he say anything harsh words like eating.

"It's just a mess." Wang Daqian said, but he still gave Jiang Jie face. He stood there and stopped moving. Another old man was embarrassed to caress his face and stood here with him.

"When the prince and the tutor saw that painting, he was shocked. Because of this, there were not many big dipping ink, but no drop fell on the road. What was going on?" Wu Fan continued to tell the story.

Mr. Wang Daqian's face turned black. Both of these young people were like this. They didn't know the depth. One was nonsense and the other was vengeful.

"When the prince tutor opened the rice paper, he tried to find a little trace behind the paper, but there was no trace behind the paper. This only shows one problem. What is the problem? Mr. Gu Dazhi's pen control was unprecedented, unprecedented, and there was no one behind. While it penetrated the back of the paper, it did not get stained with two layers of paper. This control over the pen and ink was simply amazing."

"Then the prince and the tutor personally caught up with Mr. Gu Dazhi and admired him. As a student, his words were very famous later because he was guided by Gu Dazhi. After that, all the papers of Master Gu's paintings were made of Lindian rice paper. After my story was told, what do you think?" After Wu Fan finished speaking, he sighed and pretended to be very deep, at least he was like this in the eyes of others.

"I've finished saying it, and then I'll quickly prove that what you said is true. Don't be tedious here. Mr. Wang Daqian's time is very precious." Jiang Jie caught the opportunity. If this young man cannot prove that the story he made up is true, then he must step on his feet no matter what, so that he will never turn over, even if he can't eat*.

"Since I said that, it will definitely prove that what I said is true. You guys will definitely think that I can't find that piece of paper, that pen, and the stroke that Mr. Gu Dazhi once drew?" Wu Fan looked around and smiled leisurely. At this moment, two old men came and stood beside them. They were also a Joe-level figure in the calligraphy world, and the richest man of the dragon clan also came.

"Do you have a way to prove it? Do you have a way to find it?" Jiang Jie disappeared at this moment. He even doubted whether competing with an ant would damage his reputation.

"The reason I dare to say this is because I have enough evidence to prove that the story I told is true. There are 7 people present. You will personally evaluate it. If the evidence I have provided is not real evidence, even if I lose, but if the evidence I have provided is enough to prove that the thing I have said is true, then Mr. Jiang Jie, you must keep your promise. I will open a live broadcast room for you, and you will be live broadcasting on the spot now. Mr. Jiang Jie, what do you think?" Wu Fan stared at Jiang Jie with both eyes and said.

"Stop being stubborn. Now so many people are watching you, you are not just alone." Jiang Jie tried his best to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor. Since he had been waiting for a long time, it would be no longer the few minutes. He was going to step on the boy.

"The reason why I said this so confidently is because the evidence is right in front of me." Wu Fan stared at the painting in front of me.

Everyone looked over and looked at the ink plum painting of Mr. Gu Dazhi in front of him.

This painting is a proof? This is simply a fool. What is the connection between this painting and a piece of paper thousands of years ago? How can it be proved that the paper used in this painting is the piece of paper thousands of years ago? This is simply nonsense.

Wu Fan calmly took out the knife from his hand.7
Chapter completed!