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Chapter 90 090? Want to die? Make it happen to you!

"Wow!"

"pretty!"

Several students applauded and cheered, and the fans in the audience also applauded.

Amy's fans on the barrage were also praised.

Playing the piano, singing, and dancing in the circle of artists is not new, and it is indeed a bit rare to be able to write such beautiful calligraphy.

Everyone cheered in unison, only Gu Xi looked silent.

That's it?

Also called talent?!

This stroke, this structure...

The eunuchs who brought her tea and water were all better-written than this one.

After handing the brush to Zuxi, Amy looked at the words on the rice paper and was very proud.

"Teacher Gu, please!"

These two sentences were thought of for several days.

He wrote the title of the program "The Strongest Group" in, and praised his students.

Gu Xi stood up speechlessly.

Since this person is determined to die, then please be satisfied with her!

Amy's fans on the barrage were already screaming. When Gu Xi walked to the stage, everyone looked at the jokes in a cold tone.

[Not talking about writing for now, will Gu Xi take a brush?]

[Just just her signature on the red carpet show last time, it's so irritating than elementary school students]

...

Amid people's sarcasm, Gu Xi has already stepped onto the stage.

I was just on the screen before, and I wasn't sure.

Now when she walked into Amy's paper, she frowned her beautiful eyebrows more and more.

As a master of calligraphy and painting, she has her font in her computer - "Gu Ti", how can you continue to see such bad words?

Seeing Gu Xi frowned slightly, Amy just thought she was embarrassed and smiled more and more proudly.

She had thought about it before she went on stage.

If you are dancing, singing, or something, practice temporarily, and you may get away with it.

I deliberately wanted to use Gu Xibi's calligraphy to determine that the other party could not do it.

Seeing Gu Xi coming, Muye and his friends came over on their own initiative. Muye handed her the microphone and did not forget to remind her in a low voice: "You can admit defeat directly, let's compare with others."

It was obviously an entertainment program, but it was better to write calligraphy than to write calligraphy. Everyone understood that Amy was obviously making things difficult for her on purpose.

Give up?

Gu Xi glanced at him coldly.

Is itchy, do you dare to let her admit defeat?

"I really didn't expect that Teacher Amy has such a skill." Ding Xi was also worried about the scene being dismal, so he took the initiative to go to the stage and praised him, "Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are the unique skills of our ancestors. There are not many characters who can write brushes now. For example, I don't know how to get the brush."

She took the initiative to laugh at herself, just to give Gu Xi a step.

If Gu Xi doesn't know how to write calligraphy, it won't be too embarrassing.

Amy smiled and spoke, sarcastically sarcastically: "As far as I know, Teacher Gu's father is a professor in the history department and can even repair cultural relics. Teacher Gu should not even be able to write calligraphy, right?"

Gu Xi stood on the drawing board by himself.

“Get out of here.”

Amy smiled and let her go.

She wanted to see how Gu Xi wrote it.

Gu Xi stretched out his left hand.

"Pen."

A simple gesture and a word have the charm of a generation, which is better than Amy's previous all the poses.

Zuxi glanced at her and handed her brush over.

Take the pen, dip ink, put the pen...

Before everyone could react, Gu Xi had already put the pen holder onto Bishan.

Everyone:...

Is it finished writing?

still……

Left hand!

In a few seconds, the live broadcast scene was heard quietly.

The photographer was the first to come back to his senses and moved the lens back to the rice paper.

On the large screen, the undried ink traces are clearly reflected.
Chapter completed!
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