Chapter 160
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Originally, when Ming was really lazy to pay attention to these people.
According to he Shiming, these members of the Calligraphy Association, who are known as "masters of calligraphy", are really like laymen in terms of their works.
Even Lu Xiangyang, the best calligrapher, can only reluctantly say that he can see it!
It's a waste of time to worry about these people!
But these people are clinging to it and have to stretch out their faces for him to fight.
In this case, it can't blame him!
Today, let these people see what is the real calligraphy, but also save them in the end misleading!
On site,
Hearing the words of when to sing, the people present sneered one after another.
"Let us know that we are nothing? Arrogance
"Ha ha! It's a real boast
"Today's young people, they can't do anything. They are the first to boast!"
"It's a dead duck! I'll see how you end up! "
“……”
Even Tian Fuwei was worried.
Lu Xiangyang said that when to let Ming write calligraphy to satisfy them, what is the key to satisfaction?
There is no degree at all,
Don't say when he can't understand calligraphy. Even if he knows calligraphy and can write good characters, what can he do if others are not satisfied?
If she had known it would be like this, she would not have called when it would come!
Now that's good,
This is the situation!
She quickly walked up to when Ming and advised: "when Ming, I know you are for me, but don't be impulsive, they..."
When Ming chuckled: "I know your worry. It's OK. I believe I can handle it!"
This is his confidence as a great master of calligraphy!
How can he be called a master of calligraphy if he can't even manage a small Lin'an calligraphy association?
With that,
He went directly to the four words "spring, summer, autumn and winter" who won the championship, pointed to the words on the table and said, "who wrote this picture?"
Yuan Ziqiu in the crowd stood up, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "I wrote it. What can I do for you?"
For the champion of this competition, he worked hard for several months!
It's no exaggeration to say that he is confident that there are no more than three people of the same age in Lin'an who can surpass him in calligraphy!
The reason why he paid several members of the Calligraphy Association and Ding Guangkun of Lin'an university to give them high marks was just in case.
When he thought he would praise him,
"It's bad!"
When does it sound suddenly.
With that, he grabbed the words and threw them to the ground.
"You..."
Yuan Ziqiu's eyes glared, and he pointed angrily at when he would sing. He was so angry that he couldn't speak.
This is his champion's work. It's really deceiving that he was thrown to the ground like garbage.
If it wasn't for the sake of when Ming was the owner of Bugatti, he would have scolded.
When people around saw this scene, they began to blame one after another.
"That's arrogant!"
"The words of the champion of this calligraphy competition are rubbish? Who do you think he is? A master of calligraphy? "
"Ha ha! It's humiliating! See what you can write! "
“……”
In the face of public reprimand, when Ming is not angry.
He just calmly took a piece of rice paper and put it on the table, then picked up the brush on the inkstone and gently covered it with ink.
When to hold the brush,
In his mind, it seems that something was suddenly touched, and countless calligraphy related things suddenly came out of his mind. Only master level calligraphers can lead to the strokes and strokes, which are presented in his mind.
At this moment,
When Ming stands in front of the table and concentrates on the brush, it looks calm on the surface, but the vast and majestic strokes and strokes are pouring out from the sharp tip of the brush.
Lu Xiangyang saw this scene, and his eyes widened in surprise.
He spent the most time immersed in calligraphy and had the deepest understanding of calligraphy. He also had contact with the top calligraphers of China Calligraphy Association.
But just now,
When Ming raised his pen, the vigorous and free and easy strokes and strokes from the tip of the pen made him feel like he was standing on a high mountain.
This kind of strong feeling, even in the face of several calligraphy masters of China Calligraphy Association, is far less than!
This kind of feeling is only fleeting, and even makes Lu Xiangyang have a kind of illusion.
When Ding Guangkun saw the appearance of when Ming, he sneered and said: "make a mystery! You... "
I didn't finish,
Next to Lu Xiangyang quickly held him, let him not make a sound!
Ding Guangkun is about to ask why,
Just then,
When to write suddenly,
For a time, the pen goes with the dragon and the snake, the clouds flow with the flowing water, freely!
For those who have made great achievements in calligraphy, where the strokes go, they are breathless and silent!
When Mingzhong took up his pen, he immediately wrote down four words.
"Spring, summer, autumn and winter!"
Lu Xiangyang opened his mouth wide when he finished writing, but he didn't close it until he finished writing.
It's not just him,
Everyone present, one of them is one, all of them open their mouths!
Others don't say, just say from when Ming body out of the stroke, has the presence of all conquered!
Quiet!
Dead silence!
It's just the sound of your chin falling to the ground and breaking.
At this point,
When Ming slowly put down the brush, the backstage step.
Immediately, two members of the student union came and took out the words "when to sing" and hung them on the exhibition board.
Ding Guangkun took a look and said in a light voice: "but that's all! How dare you force us with such words? "
Tian Fuwei looks at it anxiously.
Today, if we can't deal with this matter properly, the two universities and the calligraphy association are looking for trouble at the same time. No matter how much money Ming has, it's impossible to put it in an even position!
It's just,
When she saw when Ming, she found that when Ming just stood there, as if the things in front of her had nothing to do with him.
Ding Guangkun is such a pushy guy. Naturally, he can't really understand calligraphy. He can't recognize that he has already returned to his original master. Calligraphy is also normal!
But,
When Ming looked at Lu Xiangyang standing in front of his handwriting and motionless. Although the old man has a big temper, his calligraphy attainments are not low. If he still can't see it, it can only show that Lin'an Calligraphy Association is really just a group of wine sacks!
As Ding Guangkun's voice fell, other students beside him echoed.
"Yes! It doesn't look very good either! "
"It's not as good as what yuan Ziqiu wrote!"
"I thought he was a master of calligraphy just now! I didn't expect to be a vegetable force! "
"Vice President Lu! Teach him a lesson and let him know the cost of insulting calligraphy! "
"Yes! Vice President Lu, you... "
"Shut up
Just then,
Lu Xiangyang suddenly look excited cold drink, these people's words all interrupt.
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Originally, when Ming was really lazy to pay attention to these people.
According to he Shiming, these members of the Calligraphy Association, who are known as "masters of calligraphy", are really like laymen in terms of their works.
Even Lu Xiangyang, the best calligrapher, can only reluctantly say that he can see it!
It's a waste of time to worry about these people!
But these people are clinging to it and have to stretch out their faces for him to fight.
In this case, it can't blame him!
Today, let these people see what is the real calligraphy, but also save them in the end misleading!
On site,
Hearing the words of when to sing, the people present sneered one after another.
"Let us know that we are nothing? Arrogance
"Ha ha! It's a real boast
"Today's young people, they can't do anything. They are the first to boast!"
"It's a dead duck! I'll see how you end up! "
“……”
Even Tian Fuwei was worried.
Lu Xiangyang said that when to let Ming write calligraphy to satisfy them, what is the key to satisfaction?
There is no degree at all,
Don't say when he can't understand calligraphy. Even if he knows calligraphy and can write good characters, what can he do if others are not satisfied?
If she had known it would be like this, she would not have called when it would come!
Now that's good,
This is the situation!
She quickly walked up to when Ming and advised: "when Ming, I know you are for me, but don't be impulsive, they..."
When Ming chuckled: "I know your worry. It's OK. I believe I can handle it!"
This is his confidence as a great master of calligraphy!
How can he be called a master of calligraphy if he can't even manage a small Lin'an calligraphy association?
With that,
He went directly to the four words "spring, summer, autumn and winter" who won the championship, pointed to the words on the table and said, "who wrote this picture?"
Yuan Ziqiu in the crowd stood up, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "I wrote it. What can I do for you?"
For the champion of this competition, he worked hard for several months!
It's no exaggeration to say that he is confident that there are no more than three people of the same age in Lin'an who can surpass him in calligraphy!
The reason why he paid several members of the Calligraphy Association and Ding Guangkun of Lin'an university to give them high marks was just in case.
When he thought he would praise him,
"It's bad!"
When does it sound suddenly.
With that, he grabbed the words and threw them to the ground.
"You..."
Yuan Ziqiu's eyes glared, and he pointed angrily at when he would sing. He was so angry that he couldn't speak.
This is his champion's work. It's really deceiving that he was thrown to the ground like garbage.
If it wasn't for the sake of when Ming was the owner of Bugatti, he would have scolded.
When people around saw this scene, they began to blame one after another.
"That's arrogant!"
"The words of the champion of this calligraphy competition are rubbish? Who do you think he is? A master of calligraphy? "
"Ha ha! It's humiliating! See what you can write! "
“……”
In the face of public reprimand, when Ming is not angry.
He just calmly took a piece of rice paper and put it on the table, then picked up the brush on the inkstone and gently covered it with ink.
When to hold the brush,
In his mind, it seems that something was suddenly touched, and countless calligraphy related things suddenly came out of his mind. Only master level calligraphers can lead to the strokes and strokes, which are presented in his mind.
At this moment,
When Ming stands in front of the table and concentrates on the brush, it looks calm on the surface, but the vast and majestic strokes and strokes are pouring out from the sharp tip of the brush.
Lu Xiangyang saw this scene, and his eyes widened in surprise.
He spent the most time immersed in calligraphy and had the deepest understanding of calligraphy. He also had contact with the top calligraphers of China Calligraphy Association.
But just now,
When Ming raised his pen, the vigorous and free and easy strokes and strokes from the tip of the pen made him feel like he was standing on a high mountain.
This kind of strong feeling, even in the face of several calligraphy masters of China Calligraphy Association, is far less than!
This kind of feeling is only fleeting, and even makes Lu Xiangyang have a kind of illusion.
When Ding Guangkun saw the appearance of when Ming, he sneered and said: "make a mystery! You... "
I didn't finish,
Next to Lu Xiangyang quickly held him, let him not make a sound!
Ding Guangkun is about to ask why,
Just then,
When to write suddenly,
For a time, the pen goes with the dragon and the snake, the clouds flow with the flowing water, freely!
For those who have made great achievements in calligraphy, where the strokes go, they are breathless and silent!
When Mingzhong took up his pen, he immediately wrote down four words.
"Spring, summer, autumn and winter!"
Lu Xiangyang opened his mouth wide when he finished writing, but he didn't close it until he finished writing.
It's not just him,
Everyone present, one of them is one, all of them open their mouths!
Others don't say, just say from when Ming body out of the stroke, has the presence of all conquered!
Quiet!
Dead silence!
It's just the sound of your chin falling to the ground and breaking.
At this point,
When Ming slowly put down the brush, the backstage step.
Immediately, two members of the student union came and took out the words "when to sing" and hung them on the exhibition board.
Ding Guangkun took a look and said in a light voice: "but that's all! How dare you force us with such words? "
Tian Fuwei looks at it anxiously.
Today, if we can't deal with this matter properly, the two universities and the calligraphy association are looking for trouble at the same time. No matter how much money Ming has, it's impossible to put it in an even position!
It's just,
When she saw when Ming, she found that when Ming just stood there, as if the things in front of her had nothing to do with him.
Ding Guangkun is such a pushy guy. Naturally, he can't really understand calligraphy. He can't recognize that he has already returned to his original master. Calligraphy is also normal!
But,
When Ming looked at Lu Xiangyang standing in front of his handwriting and motionless. Although the old man has a big temper, his calligraphy attainments are not low. If he still can't see it, it can only show that Lin'an Calligraphy Association is really just a group of wine sacks!
As Ding Guangkun's voice fell, other students beside him echoed.
"Yes! It doesn't look very good either! "
"It's not as good as what yuan Ziqiu wrote!"
"I thought he was a master of calligraphy just now! I didn't expect to be a vegetable force! "
"Vice President Lu! Teach him a lesson and let him know the cost of insulting calligraphy! "
"Yes! Vice President Lu, you... "
"Shut up
Just then,
Lu Xiangyang suddenly look excited cold drink, these people's words all interrupt.
Originally, when Ming was really lazy to pay attention to these people.According to he Shiming, these members of the Calligraphy Association, who are known as "masters of calligraphy", are really like laymen in terms of their works.Even Lu Xiangyang, the best calligrapher, can only reluctantly say that he can see it!It's a waste of time to worry about these people!But these people are clinging to it and have to stretch out their faces for him to fight.In this case, it can't blame him!Today, let these people see what is the real calligraphy, but also save them in the end misleading!On site,Hearing the words of when to sing, the people present sneered one after another."Let us know that we are nothing? Arrogance"Ha ha! It's a real boast"Today's young people, they can't do anything. They are the first to boast!""It's a dead duck! I'll see how you end up! "Even Tian Fuwei was worried.Lu Xiangyang said that when to let Ming write calligraphy to satisfy them, what is the key to satisfaction?There is no degree at all,Don't say when he can't understand calligraphy. Even if he knows calligraphy and can write good characters, what can he do if others are not satisfied?If she had known it would be like this, she would not have called when it would come!Now that's good,This is the situation!She quickly walked up to when Ming and advised: "when Ming, I know you are for me, but don't be impulsive, they..."When Ming chuckled: "I know your worry. It's OK. I believe I can handle it!"This is his confidence as a great master of calligraphy!How can he be called a master of calligraphy if he can't even manage a small Lin'an calligraphy association?With that,He went directly to the four words "spring, summer, autumn and winter" who won the championship, pointed to the words on the table and said, "who wrote this picture?"Yuan Ziqiu in the crowd stood up, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "I wrote it. What can I do for you?"For the champion of this competition, he worked hard for several months!It's no exaggeration to say that he is confident that there are no more than three people of the same age in Lin'an who can surpass him in calligraphy!The reason why he paid several members of the Calligraphy Association and Ding Guangkun of Lin'an university to give them high marks was just in case.When he thought he would praise him,"It's bad!"When does it sound suddenly.With that, he grabbed the words and threw them to the ground."You..."Yuan Ziqiu's eyes glared, and he pointed angrily at when he would sing. He was so angry that he couldn't speak.This is his champion's work. It's really deceiving that he was thrown to the ground like garbage.If it wasn't for the sake of when Ming was the owner of Bugatti, he would have scolded.When people around saw this scene, they began to blame one after another."That's arrogant!""The words of the champion of this calligraphy competition are rubbish? Who do you think he is? A master of calligraphy? ""Ha ha! It's humiliating! See what you can write! "In the face of public reprimand, when Ming is not angry.He just calmly took a piece of rice paper and put it on the table, then picked up the brush on the inkstone and gently covered it with ink.When to hold the brush,In his mind, it seems that something was suddenly touched, and countless calligraphy related things suddenly came out of his mind. Only master level calligraphers can lead to the strokes and strokes, which are presented in his mind.At this moment,When Ming stands in front of the table and concentrates on the brush, it looks calm on the surface, but the vast and majestic strokes and strokes are pouring out from the sharp tip of the brush.Lu Xiangyang saw this scene, and his eyes widened in surprise.He spent the most time immersed in calligraphy and had the deepest understanding of calligraphy. He also had contact with the top calligraphers of China Calligraphy Association.But just now,When Ming raised his pen, the vigorous and free and easy strokes and strokes from the tip of the pen made him feel like he was standing on a high mountain.This kind of strong feeling, even in the face of several calligraphy masters of China Calligraphy Association, is far less than!This kind of feeling is only fleeting, and even makes Lu Xiangyang have a kind of illusion.When Ding Guangkun saw the appearance of when Ming, he sneered and said: "make a mystery! You... "I didn't finish,Next to Lu Xiangyang quickly held him, let him not make a sound!Ding Guangkun is about to ask why,Just then,When to write suddenly,For a time, the pen goes with the dragon and the snake, the clouds flow with the flowing water, freely!For those who have made great achievements in calligraphy, where the strokes go, they are breathless and silent!When Mingzhong took up his pen, he immediately wrote down four words."Spring, summer, autumn and winter!"Lu Xiangyang opened his mouth wide when he finished writing, but he didn't close it until he finished writing.It's not just him,Everyone present, one of them is one, all of them open their mouths!Others don't say, just say from when Ming body out of the stroke, has the presence of all conquered!Quiet!Dead silence!It's just the sound of your chin falling to the ground and breaking.At this point,When Ming slowly put down the brush, the backstage step.Immediately, two members of the student union came and took out the words "when to sing" and hung them on the exhibition board.Ding Guangkun took a look and said in a light voice: "but that's all! How dare you force us with such words? "Tian Fuwei looks at it anxiously.Today, if we can't deal with this matter properly, the two universities and the calligraphy association are looking for trouble at the same time. No matter how much money Ming has, it's impossible to put it in an even position!It's just,When she saw when Ming, she found that when Ming just stood there, as if the things in front of her had nothing to do with him.Ding Guangkun is such a pushy guy. Naturally, he can't really understand calligraphy. He can't recognize that he has already returned to his original master. Calligraphy is also normal!But,When Ming looked at Lu Xiangyang standing in front of his handwriting and motionless. Although the old man has a big temper, his calligraphy attainments are not low. If he still can't see it, it can only show that Lin'an Calligraphy Association is really just a group of wine sacks!As Ding Guangkun's voice fell, other students beside him echoed."Yes! It doesn't look very good either! ""It's not as good as what yuan Ziqiu wrote!""I thought he was a master of calligraphy just now! I didn't expect to be a vegetable force! ""Vice President Lu! Teach him a lesson and let him know the cost of insulting calligraphy! ""Yes! Vice President Lu, you... ""Shut upJust then,Lu Xiangyang suddenly look excited cold drink, these people's words all interrupt.
