Chapter 160 (1/2)
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,