The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

Fang Hanlin tilted his head slightly, stroked his chin, and said proudly, "What's wrong with the surname Jiang? I dare say that our vice president is definitely better than the nine-dan Go player you mentioned!"

Her tone was unbearably arrogant.

He has seen Jiang Nan's ability before.

It is very rare for ordinary people to go to the extreme in a field.

And Jiang Nan is not an ordinary person, he is so powerful that he doesn't look like a person at all.

He can sing and arrange music, and he is a famous musical genius.

Yang Xi, the strongest choreographer who can dance, dance directly to the international stage, and kill all the dance kings.

World Memory Master Nanjiang.

Know medicine.

Chinese painting.

……

Can humans compare this kind of god?

Directly send the four words "unreachable".

Therefore, Fang Hanlin felt that there was nothing wrong with being arrogant.

As soon as Tang Fengmao heard it, he quit, shook his hands, angrily,

"You're talking nonsense! Our nine-dan go player is definitely better than the vice president you mentioned!"

"If it wasn't for that girl who doesn't want it, I can give her the position of president directly."

Fang Hanlin pinched the back of his neck, tilted his head, and his tone became even more eccentric, "Oh, it's as if no one has ever given away the position of president."

On the side, Lin Liangjun, the vice president of the chess association who was watching, no longer knew what expression to put on his face.

Lin Junliang: "..."

If I remember correctly.

Every year, tens of thousands of people want to join the Chinese Painting Association and Chess Association. How can Fang Hanlin and Tang Fengmao be like worthless rotten cabbages?

Fang Hanlin said loudly: "Our vice president is amazing!"

Tang Fengmao said loudly: "We are very good at the ninth dan of Go!"

Fang Hanlin said loudly: "Ours is the best!"

Tang Fengmao said loudly: "You talk nonsense, ours is the best."

……

Lin Junliang: "..."

Seeing that the scene was out of control.

The presidents of the two well-known Four Leagues were bickering like elementary school chickens.

Tang Fengmao directly turned his finger on Lin Junliang, and blinked at Lin Junliang, "Xiao Lin, tell me who is more powerful?"

Lin Junliang plucked his ears, and said seriously: "This... how about the two presidents call the master surnamed Jiang in their mouths, and compare them?"

Lin Junliang came up with a bad idea out of haste and wit.

It's just that when he finished saying this, he regretted it.

Compare?

How do people who are good at different fields compare?

Isn't this bullshit?

Lin Junliang was about to change his rhetoric, but Fang Hanlin and Tang Fengmao had always agreed with this bad idea.

Fang Hanlin: "She's definitely good at Chinese painting, but if it's Go, I have to ask her if she can."

Fang Hanlin thought well.

Jiang Nan knows so many things, what if... what if he knows Go again?

Taking ten thousand steps back, even Jiang Nan doesn't know how to go.

As long as Jiang Nan's face is placed there, who would not know the series of identities represented by Jiang Nan, it is definitely a sure win.

Tang Fengmao also answered: "Then I will also send a message to ask her if she knows Chinese painting."

Lin Liangjun: "..."

The world is crazy.

Will it be the same thing as winning or not?

Fang Hanlin and Tang Fengmao started to pick up their mobile phones to send messages at the same time.

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the other side.

Jiang Nan's cell phone in his pocket rang twice in a row.

It was a message from two different people.

Fang Hanlin: [Miss Jiang, can you play Go? 】

Tang Fengmao: [Girl Jiang, can you draw Chinese paintings? 】

Jiang Nan lowered his eyes and stared at the information on the phone. After a few glances, his jaw moved slightly.

Ok.

That's right.

The president of the Chinese Painting Association asked her if she could play Go.

The president of the Chess Association asked her if she could draw Chinese paintings.

Jiang Nan didn't bother to delve into the reason, he typed the exact same two words in both dialog boxes, [It's okay, I've been confused. 】

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Fang Hanlin felt relieved when he saw the five words sent by Jiang Nan.

Back then, Jiang Nan said that he knew a little about Chinese painting, but he was caught off guard.

That's okay, I guess the level is higher.

Tang Fengmao also thought exactly the same.

The two raised their heads, their gazes met in mid-air, and sparks flashed out of their eyes.

"Hmph, just compare."

As for where?

Fang Hanlin quickly thought of something, and began to send messages with his head down.

Fang Hanlin: [Miss Jiang, are you free recently? 】

Jiang Nan was ruthless: [No time. 】

Fang Hanlin was not discouraged, and continued to work hard, 【Didn't you win the World Painting Competition?The Chinese Painting Association also has a bonus.Not much, just 100 million. 】

Fang Hanlin: [If you are not free...]

Jiang Nan said "ah", his eyes paused for a moment, and his typing speed was a bit faster: [I'm free, I'll go there early tomorrow morning. 】

Fang Hanlin took back the phone contentedly, closed his eyes, and could imagine Jiang Nan meeting another Jiang Nan, and lightly trampling the other Jiang on the soles of his feet.

Humph.

He must piss Tang Fengmao, a shameless old man, to death.

Fang Hanlin looked high-spirited, "Our vice president, come to our Chinese Painting Association tomorrow morning. You can ask your [-]th-dan Go player surnamed Jiang to come over and compare."

Tang Fengmao hesitated for a moment, but did not dare to respond immediately, but said, "Let me ask."

With Jiang Nan's temperament, sometimes he is too lazy to make a move, even too lazy to compare. He is really afraid that Jiang Nan will disagree.

However, the words have already been spoken, and it is obviously inappropriate to take them back.

Tang Fengmao still sent Jiang Nan a message.

[Girl Jiang, my old man's face has been trampled on the ground by others, you can't stand on the sidelines! 】

Tang Fengmao's tone was very tragic.

Jiang Nan knocked a question mark inexplicably: 【? ? ? 】

Tang Fengmao: [There is a stinky and shameless person in the Chinese Painting Association. He insists that you are not good, and that the people my old man knows are not good. 】

Tang Fengmao: [If you are free tomorrow morning, can you help my old man look good? 】

Jiang Nan: "..."

Chinese Painting Association?

This is quite a coincidence.

There is no conflict of time and place.

Jiang Nan raised his eyebrows, [Yes. 】

Tang Fengmao didn't expect Jiang Nan to agree so quickly.

Tang Fengmao raised his head and raised his chest, looking at Fang Hanlin's eyes with arrogance, "Tomorrow will scare you to death!"