"Who else?" Shu Yan turned her head and glanced at the girl beside her, and said, "What are you kidding? Do you think there is anyone else here whose calligraphy can surpass Senior Wang Yixian? Mr. Zhang Qianzhi is not talking about him, who else can there be?"

The girl smiled, took Shu Yan's arm, and said, "I mean, if someone doesn't show up in real person, even Wang Yixian is not his opponent in terms of calligraphy?"

Shu Yan thought for a while, and said as a matter of course: "If there is really someone else, then he is my idol! To be so respected by Mr. Zhang Qianzhi is definitely not an ordinary person, he is definitely a handsome and handsome beautiful man! Such a person, why should I be my idol?"

"If the truth is the opposite, that peerless genius is actually Chen Feng's type?" the girl teased.

Hearing Chen Feng's name, Shu Yan immediately sank her face and said angrily: "Can you not mention him? I feel disgusted when I think of him! My idol, how could it be him? Even if it is his type, it is not good! It is impossible, I don't bother to answer you!"

"Shu Yan, you are really talking a little too much, what's wrong with Chen Feng? Chen Feng is also quite handsome, right? It's just that you are prejudiced against him!"

Ji Liuli, who was standing not far from the side, really couldn't listen to it anymore, and said a word for Chen Feng.

Shu Yan pursed her lips and said disdainfully: "I'm just prejudiced against him, so what? I don't care about that garbage! I don't care about him! I feel ashamed to be in the same university as him! I don't know what kind of medicine you took wrong, and you actually help that kind of person to speak!"

Ji Liuli frowned, and wanted to say something, but was immediately stopped by Ye Qingyun.

"There's no point in arguing about this kind of thing! you all stop a little, Chen Feng is not here, why should you be involved with him?"

Ye Qingyun's face was calm, and his tone was light and light.

As he spoke, he glanced at the girl who had just spoken.

The girl hurriedly shrunk her neck, not daring to continue to speak.

If she hadn't mentioned Chen Feng, how could these things have happened?

"Qingyun, do you think that the peerless genius that Mr. Zhang Qianzhi said is Wang Yixian? Why do I think that Mr. Zhang Qianzhi didn't say him?" Ji Liuli asked curiously.

Ye Qingyun shook his head and said lightly: "I don't know very well, Mr. Zhang Qianzhi's words just now are really incredible, even if it is Wang Yixian, he is not worthy of that evaluation!"

"That's right! Moreover, if it's really Wang Yixian, there's no need for Mr. Zhang Qianzhi to hide it, just say his name directly?

"Who knows, what if Mr. Zhang Qianzhi is really talking about Wang Yixian? How can Mr. Zhang Qianzhi's thoughts be something that we people can ponder?" Ye Qingyun shook his head and said.

Now.

In the center of the venue, Zhang Qianzhi walked over.

His eyes fell on the rice paper of several people in the meeting room, who were engrossed in writing.

Seeing Jiang Xingchen's technique, he secretly shook his head.

Among these people, the only one who can make his eyes shine is Wang Yixian.

It can be seen that Wang Yat-sen does have some skills.

However, compared to the calligraphy on the trash can, Wang Yat-sen's calligraphy is not worth mentioning at all.

"Okay! The time is up! Now I invite Mr. Zhang Qianzhi to comment and decide the winner of this calligraphy project!" The host looked at the clock and immediately took the stage as soon as the time was over.

Jiang Xingchen and the others, as well as all the people in the gymnasium, all stared at Zhang Qianzhi nervously.

Zhang Qianzhi walked up to a student, picked up the rice paper in front of him, and looked at the words on it.

"The pen is insufficient, but the handwriting is clear and neat, give a seven!"

With that, he put down the rice paper and came to the second student.

"The penmanship is sophisticated, it should have worked hard, but the traces of imitation are too serious, and I have lost my own style, give a seven-point five!"

"This classmate's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and he also has his own style, but unfortunately the writing is not smooth, and there is no hearty feeling, eight points!"

After commenting on a few students, Zhang Qianzhi came to Jiang Xingchen, shook his head and said: "I guess you don't know calligraphy, right? ”

Hearing these words, Jiang Xingchen's face was as red as pig's liver, and he was ashamed of himself.

Although Zhang Qianzhi said the truth, it was too embarrassing in front of so many people.

"You have good qualifications, if you specialize in practicing calligraphy, you won't be worse than others, so you don't have to be too arrogant and underestimate yourself. ”

Zhang Qianzhi seemed to see Jiang Xingchen's embarrassment, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him seriously.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

Jiang Xingchen's eyes were bright, and he hurriedly bowed down, trembling with excitement.

He didn't expect that Zhang Qianzhi would comfort him, which made him feel flattered.

Zhang Qianzhi smiled and nodded, and finally came to the last contestant, Wang Yixian.

Wang Yixian held his head high, confident, and full of confidence.

was praised by Zhang Qianzhi just now, and he was a little fluttering, and now he is completely excited.

After today, his name Wang Yat-sen is bound to spread to several colleges and universities in the magic capital and become the idol of countless people!

"Your name is Wang Yixian, right?" Zhang Qianzhi glanced at Wang Yixian deeply, took a deep breath and said.

Wang Yixian smiled and nodded: "Elder Zhang, my name is Wang Yixian!"

Zhang Qianzhi picked up his calligraphy and looked at it carefully.

The entire gymnasium, at this moment, fell silent.

Everyone held their breath and watched the scene closely.

Even Director Jiang, who was not far away, was a little nervous.

"Curator, how many points do you think Mr. Zhang Qianzhi can give Wang Yat-sen?"

Uncle He, the person in charge of the calligraphy venue standing next to Director Jiang, asked with a smile on his face.

"If Wang Yixian is really the master of the calligraphy that Zhang Lao fancied just now, it is too little to play ten points!" said Director Jiang.

Uncle He didn't know why, and asked curiously, "What calligraphy?"

"It's a special piece of calligraphy, I don't know who threw it on the trash can, it happened to be seen by Zhang Lao, Zhang Lao regarded the calligraphy as a treasure, and attached great importance to it! I think that all the calligraphy geniuses present are not as important as a hair of the calligraphy master in the heart of Mr. Zhang Qianzhi, right?" Director Jiang said lightly.

"What kind of person, so powerful? I don't know what is written in that calligraphy?" Uncle He gasped and asked in disbelief.

"It's only four words, beautiful lady!"