Too unlucky! It's really too unlucky! How can you write such words when you celebrate a birthday? Too depressed and too sad.

However, Mr. Baiyun has such a foundation and such ability! As long as he is willing to write, who cares whether the good or bad is he or she is not bad. Even if he is writing "Don't Tender Girl", he or she will probably be taken over with a hundred times, framed it carefully, and even hang it in front of the gate to show off.

Mr. Baiyun is truly named Baijinli. The land of the Three Islands is a reward list with a reward of 12,000 life soul coins.

Many people want to kill him, and many people want to protect him too. Because protecting him is more valuable than killing him! Many real big names love his words, which is enough. They don’t care. This person is actually a famous big swordsman! He is a great calligrapher who has just practiced his peerless brushwork!

Of course he is a murderer who will never forgive his sins! He is a madman. Of course, he cannot be a master at the level of the wind shark, but his reputation is no less than that of the wind shark. Because he is qualified to write "Fucking a Young Lady", and the person who is written must greet him with a smile.

Wang Molan really wanted to get close to Baijinli, or Mr. Baiyun. But she didn't dare to be afraid of rushing to Siwen. So she could only glance at her from time to time in the dark, and her mind was rippling for a long time. In Han Lin, as rude as now, your pants were almost wet. This sentence must make people vomit blood, including those who are reading this article, and Han Lin naturally doesn't care, and a certain person surnamed Han won't care. As long as you don't carry a knife to chop the guy surnamed Han.

Who doesn’t like to attract attention? Han Lin likes it very much! His hands are itchy! After Mr. Baiyun’s inscription was written, he was welcomed into the auditorium by Wang Jingtian and Wang Molan. Han Lin couldn’t stand and wanted to write it.

But Mr. Baiyun was welcomed to the table, which was the result of countless people being willing to give way. They were willing to give way to Mr. Baiyun, and they would never be willing to give way to Han Lin, a rude man who has always been stolen by troubled waters and is known for being rude.

Han Lin is generous and a person who is willing to obey others' opinions. A man is as broad as the sea and as broad as the sky. So he will definitely accept it if others call him rude.

So the man in front of him kicked him and threw the dog to eat shit and said, "Get out! I want to write!"

"Why don't you follow the rules? How can you hit someone?" The gentleman who was kicked to the ground staggered and pointed at Han Lin's nose, his hands trembling.

"Yes! How can you hit people? There are all rude gentlemen here. You rude man actually took action. It's simply a disgraceful person!"

Han Lin smiled extremely holy. It seemed that many years ago, he personally used clay to make a human-shaped thing with clay. And the clay man became a human, and from then on there were people in the world. It also seemed that he had split the world with an axe. In short, it was as holy as he should be, and as great as he should be.

The holy and great Han Lin kicked out and kicked the two of them over. Everyone was frightened. How could these gentlemen with no power to tie up a chicken? They looked at Wang Jingtian with innocent help.

Wang Jingtian looked back and smiled charmingly, as if he was saying to Han Lin, "Try hard!"

Han Lin was full of energy! He raised his leg and kicked another gentleman in the butt, and the gentleman fell to the ground and smashed his front teeth. The elegant gentleman finally became less elegant. A dark corner in Han Lin's heart was satisfied and his smile became more and more sacred.

From then on, no one dared to stop Han Lin from moving forward. He stood at the desk and wrote three words with a large pen, and even shouted loudly: "Good words!"

"Good words..." The onlookers also read it out tremblingly.

There are two words, which are indeed "good characters".

Shameless! Shameless! This is the evaluation given to Han Lin by all the gentlemen, and finally he has risen from a rude person to another level.

"Shameless." said Zidian Instinct Demon.

Han Lin didn't care so much. Since everyone said it was good, he naturally bowed his fists and thanked him repeatedly. He entered the auditorium without touching the wind and rain.

There are many birthday celebrations. Han Lin has a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand, and a bowl of wine in his mouth. He has no worries about eating and drinking. His eyes shine and admire the graceful dance posture. Following the pairs of snow-white legs, people can't help but rush to the beastly beautiful legs, so happy.

Everyone knows that Wang Jingtian is good at writing, and then there is such a play. Wang Molan leads the dance and leads seventeen beautiful women who are as beautiful as flowers and beautiful as flowers, holding a delicate paper with pens and ink. Every step you jump and every step you take, you have to write down horizontally, vertically, strokes and strokes on the paper. Gradually, it gathers into words.

At first I thought it was just a dance of art, but after looking closely, the guests in the hall, including Han Lin, couldn't help but be amazed. The dance was dancing, but the words were written very well. There were all the Xingyi, and it was very beautiful! The climax was that the words written by Wang Molan raised their hands and threw them towards the guests' seat.

What's the matter? Wang Molan's word! That's Mobao that the upper class people are chasing. I'm lucky! It exploded and everyone's eyes were raised, staring at the direction where the copybook flew away with energy.

Han Lin Laohuai comforted that Wang Molan must have thrown her words to him. Then she made a gesture that she thought was very handsome to take, but she was embarrassed to find that the copybook was floating towards Mr. Baiyun.

What a beautiful woman with aphrodisiac. She said she was kind to me a few days ago, but now she is doing this. Han Lin is very unhappy. It is not that Wang Molan is begging Mr. Baiyun, but that his posture is useless and embarrassing like a monkey.

In the past, Han Lin might have quietly closed his position and sat down again, but no one looked at him anyway. But now it’s different.

The table was overturned and the chair was kicked down. A shadow rushed out of the guest seat and crossed the spacious aisle and rushed towards the guest seat on the other side. He kicked over a few tables, kicked over the literary man, and went straight to Mr. Baiyun.

Mr. Baiyun reached out to pick up the copybook, and then found a big foot stopped in front of his face, smiled faintly, and finally retracted his hand that he had reached out.

Naked threat! Shameless! Rude! Everyone was shocked. They knew that Han Ku Ren must be very rough! But they didn't expect that he was so rough! Even Mr. Bai Yun wanted to kick him! This man is lawless and can no longer be called a human.

Holding the words in both hands, Han Lin looked at the seat.

Wang Molan covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled softly: "I just want to see you jealous. You still snatched it."

Everyone was shocked. Wang Molan was so bold that she openly flirted with Han Lin in front of Wang Jingtian! It was really unbearable!

Wang Jingtian laughed: "What a pair of romantic and talented infatuated girls. Have fun! Have fun!!"

You deserve to be a turtle. Han Lin sarcastically strode forward and put the copybook back in Wang Molan's hand. Wang Molan was dumbfounded and looked red, and she couldn't come to Taiwan.

But what Han Lin said next made Wang Molan smile like a flower and her heart was full of joy!

"No one is qualified to take your words because they don't understand you. I understand, but I can't bear to take away your beauty."

Wang Molan cried and Han Lin laughed.

Wang Jingtian’s birthday party was very strange, and there were normal things that should be found, but those dance songs only occupied a small part of the time, and the remaining twenty-eight or nine days were left for the gentlemen. The guests who came were all the masters who appreciated calligraphy, as they had heard before. The purpose of their visit this time was to appreciate the gentlemen’s writing.

The food tables and chairs were removed, and long tables were sent, with all four treasures of the study on the table. The incense as thick as a child was lit in the auditorium, and the wine and meat were gone. It was time for the gentlemen to truly show their talents.

There are no seats for guests here, and they are unwilling to sit. They should appreciate the calligraphers Wang Jingtian spent a lot of effort to invite. Mr. Baiyun is the most famous and has the most people around his table. In addition to him, there are also some famous gentlemen who also have real talents and knowledge.

Only Han Lin is alone here and is a little lonely.

How to resolve this embarrassing situation? Han Linduo was smart and simply put down his pen and watched the gentlemen write. Originally, Wang Jingtian still quietly aimed at Han Lin's side, but when he saw him leave his seat, he shook his head with regret. He thought Han Lin had given up in the end.

But the next scene made Wang Jingtian really angry.

"What a shit!" Han Lin squeezed into the crowd. Seeing a gentleman writing well, he suddenly started to curse and kicked his table over. The black ink was covered with Mr. He was covered with a hurried dodge, but someone was accidentally stained with ink marks.

"Mr. Han, you need to give me an explanation. I have given you a lot of tolerance, but in such a formal and solemn occasion, you cannot tolerate nonsense!" Wang Jingtian was really angry. There was a restriction on making trouble. If you make trouble outside, you would follow you. This is my birthday party! The purpose of the banquet is to let the gentlemen write, and you don't even let them write, what do you want to do?

Han Lin was not afraid and asked loudly: "Is what I said right? The words he wrote are bullshit."

Wang Jingtian was silent and wrote a bullshit. How to refute it? Wang Jingtian was different from other literati. Even if his words were not good, he would flatter him. Otherwise, he would not set the rules for writing couplets in the Yaju Gate. He would not selectively meet some real-life masters.

"No one is born to write well, and there needs to be a process. Isn't it unreasonable for you to do this?" Wang Jingtian's words welcomed the cheers, and the gentlemen finally found support with tears in their eyes. Finally, someone could punish this rude hooligan.

"Are literati? Can those who are restrained be called literati? Can those who are not free be called literati? What environment is genius? Freedom is not restricted..." Han Lin directly applied the statement of the Great Freedom Sutra. Human nature should be free. Human hearts cannot be restrained. Only in this way can we face ourselves and show our true talents.

If Xu Ruoshui knew about his Great Freedom and was used by Han Lin as a reason to beat the gentleman, he would definitely vomit blood.

This wonderful remark made Wang Jingtian’s eyes shine, and his previous unhappiness was wiped out.

"Okay! I'll give you freedom! Every time you hit someone, you need to show your true talents and learn to refute him! If you can't come up with a reason, I should find someone to hit you."

"That's simple, bring a pen!" Han Lin laughed.

It’s not because he bullies others too much, but because he lived too cowardly. If he chose to endure when he met an opponent he couldn’t beat, he would be too backbone. Now Han Lin doesn’t want to endure anymore. I can’t beat you, so what if I can’t beat you? But I know what you want, and I have it, I can take it tightly.

So I eat yours, live with yours, use yours, play with yours, beat your husband, and make a feast for your birthday. You have to endure it and laugh. In the end, I will kill you! What are you going to do?
Chapter completed!