This is indeed a super difficult task, but Wu Fan still accepted it.

Oracle bone inscriptions, regular script, regular script, official script, official script, seal script, cursive script, oracle bone inscriptions, among which the regular script, running script, cursive script, have many changes.

There are only a few ways to write oracle bone inscriptions, seal script, official script, so no matter from which perspective, this is also a very difficult task.

"Oh!" Wu Fan sighed again and shook his head.

"You have agreed. If you want to give up now, you are equivalent to giving up." Teacher Fang smiled.

"I didn't give up, but I just didn't have the enthusiasm. After I lost, I had to accept the conditions for your harsh criticism, but I won't have any benefits. Do you think I can't sigh? If it were you, would you have the enthusiasm?" Wu Fan said.

Wu Fan said: "What do you want?"

Fang Xueai said, "I want to make a promise with you." She was really nervous. She didn't expect Wu Fan to say such words. What kind of promise would he have to make?

Wu Fan said seriously: "Don't punish me for standing in class in the future!"

"I can't make this promise. If you continue to be naughty in class, then you will still be punished to stand." Teacher Fang Xueai also said seriously, but his serious face was tense for a while, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore and burst into laughter.

Wu Fan started writing. The first character was written in regular script very standardized, and the second character was written in imitation Song Dynasty. More than a dozen consecutive branches were horizontal and vertical, and there were some changes during this period, without any mistakes.

"No, these words are just a level that ordinary calligraphy enthusiasts can achieve, and they don't have any characteristics of your own!" Fang Xueai said, shaking her head.

"You are just a forceful person. You need 100 words, 100 changes, and 100 words contain my personal characteristics, and they are different. Do you think I am schizophrenia, and I have to be split into 100 personalities." Wu Fan Yixiner used to chat with Fang Xueai while continuing his great career.

No matter what, this young man is really interesting. Unlike those calligraphy masters, he is quainted with words, regular rules, and craftsmanship, and is actually rigid and boring.

The chat with this boy seems boring, but it is actually very interesting and interesting, and it is not an exaggeration to say that every word is a gem.

As the chat progressed, Wu Fan wrote more than 30th words. At this time, he had completely let go. Every word was vigorous and powerful, with the character of an ancient sage. It turns out that every word is different. Every word has its own highlights, and every word has no mistake at all. This is simply a miracle. He can write more than 30.

In fact, Fang Xueai did not intend to let Wu Fan write so much, but she just asked him to write 100 when she was angry. He originally planned to let Wu Fan write 50. 50 should be the limit of everyone's calligraphy. For a normal calligraphy enthusiast, it would be quite amazing to be able to write more than a dozen. This was obviously her intentionally embarrassing Wu Fan. She was indeed scared by Wu Fan's actions, so she wanted to take back some interest.

I really didn't expect that this kid would write in more than 40, and he had no intention of stopping. He wrote faster and faster, more free and easy, more bold and unrestrained.

Be casual but not willful, be bold but not crazy.

People often say that the words are like the other person. Is this young man so kind?

Fang Xueai was so obsessed with her imagination.

His movements were so clean and neat. His wrists were shaking gently, and his fingers were flexible, like a spirit snake. He held the pen in 5 different positions and gently supported the pen with his palm. Regarding dipping it ink once, he could write 6 words, no more or less.

Before he knew it, Wu Fan had already written 67 words.

At this time, Fang Xueai was completely quiet. She would have the heart to disturb the boy's writing. He actually became extremely serious and focused, without the casual attitude he had just now.

The boy looked serious, with a charming, slightly frowning forehead, bright eyes, and the feeling that he could not describe in words, which made people unforgettable and impressed after seeing it.

At this time, she had forgotten that the boy was betting with him, and at this time she entered a state of forgetfulness.

A young waiter came over and said, "I'm sorry, both of you."

Fang Xueai was finally awakened from Chen Sizhong.

Fang Xueai said: "Is there anything wrong?"

The waiter said: "I want to discuss with you two, someone wants to do this location. Can I change the location?"

Fang Xueai said: "What's the reason?"

The waiter said: "He said his girlfriend's birthday was September 16, and the table happened to be 916. He wanted a memorable table."

Fang Xueai said: "Since that's the case, then you wait a moment and let him finish these words, and we will exchange the table for you." Her attitude was very gentle and adult beauty. This is a good thing, why not do it?

"Uh uh uh..." The waiter had a hard time ignoring the pain on his face, and he didn't say it out. At this moment, a vicious voice came from outside.

"Just change seats, we are golden members, and we will complain to your manager." A very mean, sharp voice sounded, but it was not the voice of a woman, but the voice of a man.

The waiter said: "It's time, it's time to go, Mr. Feng, please wait."

The waiter ran out with a smile on his face, his face as bright as peach blossoms.

At this moment, Fang Xueai's face had turned black. If she hadn't agreed to the other party, she would have really wanted to go back on her word.

Customers are God, there is always a saying that comes first and then comes. You are a golden member and you have your power, but you can't condense your power over other customers. A large restaurant of this level will definitely not be opened by people who make such stupid moves.

At this moment, Wu Fan had already written the 89th character, and there were seventeen or eighteen characters in the middle. Fang Xueai didn't appreciate it. She seemed to have missed something very important, leaving a blank in her heart, which was very uncomfortable. That feeling was also an emotion that could not be expressed in words.

"It'll be fine soon. We'll change seats with them. I still hope you can fulfill your promise."

"I don't have any promises."

"Hey, as a teacher at Longdu Engineering College, I dare not make a promise for a small promise. I despise you!" Wu Fan continued to use his heart and wrote the words while chatting.

At this time, a man of twenty-seven or eight years old walked into him. He was thin and tall, and his whole body was fair. However, that kind of white was not very white, but pale, like the kind of pale that was hollowed out by some desire. His face was quite handsome, with a high nose bridge, wide eyebrows, and snow-white teeth. His eyes were very sinister. He wanted to hide away when he saw this kind of person.

He walked straight toward this side, and he didn't say anything.

His eyes were staring at the paper full of words on the table.

He walked to the table and stood there motionless, his eyes becoming more and more sinister. He didn't know what was going on, like a poisonous snake attacking.

Fang Xueai confronted him and did not speak.

Wu Fan was still focused on his calligraphy, and ignored the young man in front of him.

Fang Xueai is also a graceful beauty who stands tall and beautiful, and no matter who sees her, her eyes will shine.

Of course, the young man was not spared. At that moment, his face became much better and he had some soft light.

But it was only that moment that he returned to his previous cold state. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Wu Fan hard, covering the paper with the words.
Chapter completed!