Dig a ton of gold

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty

Originally, when Ming was really too lazy to care about these people.

These members of the Calligraphy Association, who claim to be "masters of calligraphy", with their exhibition works, in Ke Ming's opinion, are really similar to laymen.

Even Lu Xiangyang, who has the best calligraphy, can only barely say that he can see it!

Comparing with these people is simply a waste of time!

It's just that these people are clinging to them, and they have to stretch their faces to let him hit.

In that case, you can't blame him!

Let these people know what is real calligraphy today, and save them from misleading people!

on site,

Everyone sneered when they heard when it was called.

"Let us know that we are nothing? Arrogant!"

"Haha! Really boastful!"

"Young people now, what can't you do, bragging about first place!"

"This is called a dead duck with a hard mouth! I'll see how you end up!"

"..."

Even Tian Fuwei was anxious.

Lu Xiangyang said that when Mingming writes calligraphy that satisfies them, what is the key to satisfaction?

There is no degree at all,

Don't say when Ming Ming doesn't understand calligraphy, even if he understands calligraphy and can write good characters, people bite the bullet and are not satisfied, what can he do?

Knowing this would happen, she didn't call out when to call it!

Okay now,

It's where it is now!

She walked quickly to Shiming Ming and persuaded: "When Ming Ming, I know you are for me, but don't be impulsive, they..."

When did Ming chuckle: "I know your worries, it's okay, I believe I can handle it!"

This is his confidence as a master of calligraphy!

If he can't even handle a small Lin'an Calligraphy Association, how can he be called a master of calligraphy?

Finished,

He walked directly to the words'Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter' that won the championship, pointing to the words on the table and saying: "Who wrote this picture?"

Yuan Ziqiu in the crowd stood up, took a deep breath, and smiled softly: "What I wrote, can I advise you?"

To be the champion of this competition, he practiced hard for several months!

It is no exaggeration to say that he is confident that there are no more than three people of the same age in Lin'an who surpass him in calligraphy!

The reason why he paid for several members of the Calligraphy Association and Ding Guangkun of Lin'an University and asked them to give himself high marks was just in case.

Just when he thought he would praise his words when Mingming,

"It's terrible!"

When Ming Ming said suddenly.

After speaking, grab the word and throw it on the ground.

"you……"

Yuan Ziqiu glared at him, screaming angrily, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

This is his champion work, and it turned out to be thrown on the ground by When Mingxiang throws trash, which is really deceptive.

If it wasn't for when it was the owner of the Bugatti, he would have sweared.

When the people around saw this scene, they criticized.

"Too arrogant!"

"The word of the champion of this calligraphy competition, you said it is rubbish? Who do you think he is? Is it a calligraphy master?"

"Haha! It's just a shame! See what words you can write!"

"..."

In the face of everyone's scolding, Shi Ming was 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 lightly covered it with ink.

And while holding the brush when Ming Ming,

In his mind, something seemed to be touched suddenly, and countless things related to calligraphy came out of his mind. The gestures and brush intentions that only master-level calligraphy masters can lead are presented in the mind of Shi Ming. Out.

this moment,

When Ming Ming stood in front of the table, concentrating on picking up the pen, it seemed calm and unsurprising on the surface, but the vast and majestic gestures and brushstrokes crazily poured out from the tip of the sharp brush.

When Lu Xiangyang saw this scene, his eyes widened in surprise.

He has spent the most time immersed in calligraphy and has the deepest understanding of calligraphy. He has also had contact with the top calligraphy masters of the Chinese Calligraphy Association.

But just now,

Just when the pen was picked up, the majestic and free gestures and brushstrokes revealed from the tip of the pen gave him a feeling of standing still.

This kind of strong feeling, even when he faced the calligraphy masters of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, was far behind!

This feeling was only fleeting, and even made Lu Xiangyang feel like an illusion.

Ding Guangkun sneered when he saw when he screamed, "Funny! You..."

I didn't finish talking,

Lu Xiangyang, who was next to him, hurriedly stopped him and told him to keep quiet!

Ding Guangkun was about to ask why,

at this time,

When did Ming suddenly write down,

For a time, the pens are swayed by the dragons and snakes, and the flowing water is flowing freely!

Those who are great in calligraphy, wherever the brush is swallowed, and wherever the brush is not, it is silent!

When Mingzhong picked up the pen and started, he did it in one go and wrote four words directly.

'four Seasons!'

Lu Xiangyang opened his mouth wide from when he started writing, and did not close it until he finished writing.

Not only him,

Everyone present, one counts as one, and all have their mouths open!

Not to mention the others, only the gestures from Shiming Ming have already conquered everyone present!

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

Only the sound of the jaw falling to the ground and breaking.

At this time,

When Mingming slowly put down the brush, one step backstage.

Two members of the student union came immediately, took out the words when the call was written, and hung them on the exhibition board.

Ding Guangkun glanced at it and sneered: "But so! With such words, dare to pretend to be in front of us?"

Tian Fuwei glanced worriedly at When Mingming.

Today’s matter is not handled properly. The two universities and the calligraphy association are both looking for trouble at the same time. No matter when Ming has more money, it can’t be settled!

just,

When she saw Shiming Ming, she found Shi Ming was just standing there with a face of indifferent expression, as if what was in front of him had nothing to do with him.

A guy like Ding Guangkun who is in the heat, naturally can't really understand calligraphy, and he can't recognize that he has already returned to the original and the master's calligraphy is normal!

but,

When Ming Ming looked at Lu Xiangyang, who stood motionless in front of the words he wrote. Although this old man has a strong temper, his calligraphy skills are not low. If he still can’t tell, it can only show the Lin'an Calligraphy Association, really Just a bunch of wine sacs and rice bags!

As Ding Guangkun's voice fell, other students next to him followed suit.

"Yes! This word doesn't look very good!"

"It's not as good as that written by Senior Yuan Ziqiu!"

"I was so awesome just now, I thought he was a master of calligraphy! I didn't expect him to be a Caibian!"

"Vice President Lu! Give him a lesson and let him know the cost of insulting calligraphy!"

"Yes! Vice President Lu, you..."

"shut up!"

at this time,

Lu Xiangyang suddenly shouted with excitement, interrupting all these people's words.