C164 (2/2)

There had to be a rule in the tournament. If there wasn't a rule, there wouldn't be a limit. So Zhang Yitian and Jin Jie discussed about how to win or lose.

Zhang Yitian did not understand, but Jin Jie seemed to be an experienced player, and was very good at gambling. He said directly: ”Since we are competing in calligraphy, then we will have to play according to the rules of the circle, first look at the speed, second look at the standards, and finally synthesize the results. Director He is also an experienced player, and I can tell with a glance whether this calligraphy is good or bad, Director He will definitely be able to see through it!”

Zhang Yitian looked at He Feng for an answer, He Feng nodded his head, all these years, besides doing business, he had also studied calligraphy. Although the level of writing was only at the upper tier, his appraising abilities were not average.

It was just like how a Gourmet didn't necessarily have to be a vegetable farmer.

When He Feng heard that Jin Jie wanted him to make a judgement, he was also overjoyed. He thought, as long as this Zhang Yitian didn't write about things like bugs crawling around, it wouldn't matter if he said a few words to Jin Jie.

After all, Zhang Yitian had not even taken a specialized calligraphy course before.

After the discussion was over, the two of them began to organize their forces. Fortunately, He Feng's desk was big enough. If there was another one, he would probably be able to write it easily.

Skinny Golden Body is a unique creation of Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty. The brush strokes are swift and swift, the handwriting is thin and forceful, to the point where it is lean and does not lose its flesh. The hidden edge, exposed edge and other running Teton marks can be clearly seen at the turning point, which is a kind of rather unique writing style.

Calligraphy, based on the image theory, should be called ”lean body.” To ”Jin” is to ”Jia” is to respect the imperial letter.

Jin Jie's full of confidence was also reasonable. Ever since he was young, he had copied Song Huizong's true work. It could be said that among the comprehension abilities he had, there was very few that could surpass him.

Right now, it was just a youngster who didn't even have a foundation in calligraphy challenging a master like him. It would be strange if Jin Jie was willing to put him in his eyes.

He Feng ordered someone to give them a stopwatch, then discussed what the two wanted to write.

Since it was a calligraphy competition, writing poems could not be any better. He Feng found a set among the calligraphy works that he had mounted himself.

That was the novel ”Long Lovesick” by the late master of the Southern Tang Dynasty, Li Yu? The first peak.

First peak, second peak. The mountain was high in the sky, while the water was cold. Acacia Maple Leaf Pill.

Chrysanthemum blooms, chrysanthemum remains. Zai Yan flew high in the sky, not yet returning, a curtain of leisurely.

The words weren't long, but they tested my ability.

He Feng himself also wrote in a thin golden body, his calligraphy style was firm and resolute with the domineering aura of a king.

Seeing He Feng's handwriting, Jin Jie couldn't help but laugh: ”Director He isn't a skinny gold body. A skinny gold body is famous for its elegance and elegance.

”You can take it away, or else I'll be afraid that I'll be affected by it … When I finish writing, Director He, look at our methods, we are much better than you! ”

He Feng was a little embarrassed, although he was shoulder to shoulder with Jin Jie, he was still not the least bit inferior, but it could be said that this was a mouse crawling, it was truly too humiliating.

He Feng looked at Zhang Yitian, who was actually smiling too. He Feng walked over, but before he could say anything, Zhang Yitian patted his shoulder and said righteously: ”Brother He, you can rest easy, us brothers are not mice crawling. ”Haha, don't be angry. I will get you back the face you lost!”

He Feng did not take Zhang Yitian's words seriously. What he wanted was Jin Jie's good deed with his fake lies. As long as Zhang Yitian could get all of Jin Jie's abilities out, then it would be your victory, brat!

He Feng placed his work in front of Zhang Yitian, but Zhang Yitian was not as confident as Jin Jie, he could not even memorize the words, let alone comparing them with He Feng's ”Mouse Crawl”, he still wanted to see the words, if he wrote the wrong word, then he would really be embarrassed.

He Feng held onto the stopwatch with one hand, while the ink on Jin Jie's body had already begun to stick to the surface. The ink on He Feng's body was quite good, after being grinded and carried a whiff of fragrance, it made Jin Jie feel like he was lost in thought.

”You two, get ready!” He Feng raised his stopwatch in all seriousness, and even his breathing became heavy. Suddenly, he fiercely pressed on the button on his stopwatch. ”Begin!”

Just as He Feng finished speaking, before he had even finished speaking, Jin Jie had already finished writing with his brush, and had started writing on the thin paper.

After saying that, He Feng's gaze was tightly attracted to Jin Jie. His eyes were roundly widened, and he was even reluctant to breathe, as if he was afraid that he would miss out on something exquisite in that instant.

Jin Jie's brushstroke was firm and decisive, without any hesitation or procrastination. This kind of result after years of hard work, was something that He Feng had always dreamed of.

His strokes were unusually domineering and resolute, and the next strokes of each of his paintings were unusually smooth. After many years of experience, his speed was extraordinarily fast, and under the entire vertical text, his strokes were as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water as he completed a few large characters.

He Feng watched in a daze, the happiness in his eyes was uncontrollable. He had never been as excited as he was when he negotiated in the business world.

He Feng subconsciously glanced in Zhang Yitian's direction. He was still a bit concerned for this little brother, after all, from the bottom of his heart, the two of them were on the same side.