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shocking!
Unbelievable!
Incredible!
Amazing skills!
For a while, various words kept flashing in everyone's minds, and they wanted an accurate word to describe this calligraphy work.
But after thinking about it for a long time, they found to their dismay that there seemed to be no word in this world that could perfectly describe the hot spots of this calligraphy work.
Because the perfection of this calligraphy work simply exceeded their imagination.
At this moment, a man about forty years old exclaimed: "If you haven't seen this work with your own eyes, you will never know how shocking this work is."
Hearing this person speak, everyone expressed their thoughts one after another.
"Now I finally understand why Yan Jun became what he was just now."
"It's unbelievable that such a work came from a young man."
"In the past, I always wanted to visit a calligraphy master and learn how to write calligraphy, but who would have thought that the real calligraphy master is by our side."
"I am convinced. I am really convinced now. Even if I am given a hundred years to write this kind of calligraphy, I am afraid I will not be able to write it."
"Who is this young man who can write such works at such a young age? His calligraphy talent is so powerful that it makes people frightened."
Everyone was admiring the calligraphy on the table, and because they were so fascinated, they even forgot the time.
As for the outcome of the competition with Yan Jun, it has no meaning now, as long as you are not a fool, you can see that Yan Jun's works are not even qualified to compete with Lin Cheng.
Suddenly, everyone noticed that an old hand had grasped the corner of the calligraphy work at some point. Looking at his movements, it seemed that he wanted to take the calligraphy work off the table.
Snapped!
Before the owner of these hands could match, the other hand suddenly patted the back of that hand.
"Old Wang, what are you going to do, old boy? Steal something? Let me tell you, this calligraphy work was created by me, a member of the Jiangcheng Calligraphy Association, and no one can take it away!" Fan Yu said, glaring at Wang Lao.
It turned out that the old hand belonged to Mr. Wang.
Elder Wang's hand was slapped, but he didn't care.
But he still said: "Aren't I worried that this calligraphy work is damaged? You must know that this is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. If it is damaged, it will not only be a loss for your Jiangcheng Calligraphy Association, but also for the entire Huaxia Calligraphy Association." The loss of the world, and even the loss of our Chinese nation, so in order not to damage this work, I decided to frame this work. It happens that I know a very experienced master of mounting, so I want to make this work Take the calligraphy work and let him frame it."
Hearing Wang Lao's righteous words, Fan Yu rolled his eyes speechlessly.
We have known each other for so many years, I don't know what kind of person you are?
He can guarantee that once this calligraphy work is taken away, it will be very difficult to get it back.
He immediately said: "I don't need to bother you, we also have a framer here in Jiangcheng, so we will handle it ourselves."
"How can I do that? Can your Jiangcheng framer be the one I know?" Elder Wang said anxiously.
"If you are not satisfied, you can call the framer you know!" Fan Yu joked.
Now Mr. Wang stopped talking.
It's just that he looked at Lin Cheng's calligraphy with regretful eyes, and looked at his heartbroken eyes, as if he had lost millions at once.
Seeing Elder Wang's appearance, instead of showing sympathy, Fan Yu became more and more vigilant.
You must know that this calligraphy work can be regarded as the treasure of their Calligraphy Association. He must keep it well and never let someone with ulterior motives take it away.
"Huh? Why is there an ink stain on this table?"
At this moment, a member of the Calligraphy Association said in surprise.
After hearing his words, everyone discovered that there were several ink marks under the rice paper of Lin Cheng's calligraphy work.
Seeing these ink marks, someone was surprised and said, "Isn't it from before?"
Soon there was a retort: ??"How is it possible? These tables were all new before they were used. I checked them before, and there was no ink stain on them at all.?! Could it be that the young man got it when he was writing calligraphy just now? "
"That's not right! Since I made it myself, the rice paper has always been spread on the table and has never been moved. How did the ink get on the surface of the table!"
The discussion of several people quickly attracted the attention of Wang Lao and others.
When they learned what had happened, Elder Wang's expression changed drastically.
This week, Mr. Zhou said even more exaggeratedly: "No way, no matter how powerful that young man is, he can't do it to this level, right?"
Seeing the changes in the expressions of Wang Lao and Zhou Lao, everyone immediately knew that the ink stains on the table were probably not simple.
Suddenly, Wang Lao said with emotion on his face: "When he uses the front, he often wants to make it pass through the back of the paper. This is the ultimate success. This is what Yan Zhenqing wrote in "Zhang Changshi's Twelve Meanings of Brushwork". I used to think that it was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true! It's not simple, that young man is really not simple!"
Hearing what Wang Lao said, everyone immediately understood.
However, the expressions on their faces became even more horrified.
"Isn't it? Could it be that when the young man was writing calligraphy, the ink was left on the table because the brush stroke was too strong and passed through the rice paper?"
"Isn't this statement too exaggerated? You must know that the rice paper we buy is very thick."
"But apart from this explanation, is there any other way to explain the existence of those ink spots?"
"It's just that it's a bit too exaggerated to say that it's not full."
"I really want to know who that young man is now."
Because of this ink stain on the table, it immediately aroused many people's discussions.
ah!
At this moment, a loud cry suddenly attracted everyone's attention.
Looking along the voice, they found that the person who was yelling was Yan Jun who had not spoken before.
To be honest, just after Yan Jun saw Lin Cheng's calligraphy, he immediately fell into a huge self-denial.
You must know that he is a person with high self-esteem. In his opinion, there are only a few calligraphers in China and the younger generation who can be compared with him.
However, after reading Lin Cheng's words, Yan Jun realized how ridiculous his thoughts were.
A calligraphy work by Lin Cheng crushed his calligraphy into dross without any suspense, and also crushed his pride for so many years.
Most importantly, Lin Cheng still uses Yan's calligraphy, which he is best at.
Under such circumstances, Yan Jun fell into self-denial.
If it wasn't for the yell just now that made Yan Jun wake up in time, maybe he would directly become an idiot. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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