Chapter 322 (2/2)

The four characters are like those on Xuan paper. The ink is not heavy or light, and the strokes are flowing. They all have a little lifelike feeling!

And the meaning of these four words, we can see, is insulting Qin Feng. At the same time, Zhao Yuesheng can also think of taking the opportunity to insult Qin Feng. This shows that he is full of confidence in this competition, or in his eyes, this is not a competition at all, it is a game he used to suppress and ridicule Qin Feng!

”Good word! As expected, he is a calligraphy genius among the younger generation in Tiancheng city. If the content of this painting is changed, I would like to pay a large price to collect it! ”

”Ah! We are all rich young masters. All four of you have special skills. How can we do nothing? ”

”How handsome! Zhao Caizi's handwriting is as handsome as others

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Those who have seen Zhao Yuesheng's calligraphy can't help praising it. His calligraphy really has some skills. And now, not to mention brush writing, there are too few people who use neutral pen to write. So Zhao Yuesheng's casual exposure can shock everyone!

”Wow! What did this man write? Although I can't understand a word, I feel It's really domineering and unrestrained! ”

When everyone was praising Zhao Yuesheng's calligraphy, there was a cry of surprise in the crowd!

With everyone's line of sight fell on the Xuan paper written by Qin Feng, and everyone was stunned!

What Qin Feng wrote is a large section of Ancient Ci!

There are hundreds of words in a dense and dense area, and the handwriting one by one collapses and wanders wildly

They seem to have been endowed with life by Qin Feng. They are flying on Xuan paper. They are like thousands of troops, and like soldiers fighting in battle field. Although the handwriting is hard to understand, as long as people who have seen it, they can find a hot blood momentum from it, driving the hearts of the big family to boil.

”Wild grass! This man wrote wild grass

Some people in the crowd finally recognized Qin Feng's handwriting, which is the crazily cursive style that needs the most basic skills and difficulty in calligraphy. This type of font is free and easy to use and has a certain degree of relaxation! Not only need many years of calligraphy skills, but also need to write wild, uninhibited character!

Without the free and easy life experience, how can you write a real wild wild calligraphy!

Zhao Yuesheng is stupid!

He looked at Qin Feng's rice paper in disbelief, looking like a ghost!

He couldn't even imagine how this man could write such a beautiful and wild handwriting with another hand and Li Yang?

Moreover, this is an ancient poem with nearly 150 words. How did he do it in such a short time? Even if Zhao Yuesheng was asked to write, he could not write fifty words!

”Oh! Li Caizi, what's wrong with your arm! Who the hell did this? It's not that friendship is the first and competition is the second. We have such a sincere competition. Who gave you a black hand? ” When people are shocked to speechless by Qin Feng's wild calligraphy, Qin Feng suddenly looks at Li Yang, who is struggling to pull his arm.

The corner of Li Yang's mouth jerked violently, and he was about to scold!

But he finally put up with it. He knew that his arm was only Qin Feng who could take it out for him.

Is this man a man or a ghost? How can the strength in your hands be so abnormal!

”Qin Feng, please help me take out my arm quickly!” Li Yang glared at Qin Feng and said.

Qin Feng quickly walked to Li Yang and asked, ”Li Caizi, do you really want to take it out? I think it's good for you to hang a tea table on your arm after you go out. If you're tired, you can stop at any time and drink tea! ”

”Tut! It seems that I am too short-sighted. You city people really know how to play! ”

”Play with your mother!” Li Yang roared in his heart. He looked at Qin Feng with a smile and said, ”brother Qinfeng is really joking. You'd better take it out for me quickly.”

”Since Li Caizi insists on doing so, I'm not polite.”

Qin Feng's voice fell down, and his big hand grabbed Li Yang's arm out of the wooden table. He just exerted too much force. At the moment when he came out, Li Yang felt that the meat on his arm was rubbed off by the sawdust in the table. He was crying and howling in pain!

Seeing Li Yang so miserable, Qin Feng slapped Li Yang's arm back with a bang.

He also looked at Li Yang with a puzzled look: ”Li Caizi, do you still take it out? It's hard for me to do that! ”