"Oh!" Liu Anfeng responded, "My name is Liu Anfen, and I won the first place in this year's calligraphy competition held independently by the Demon Capital." ”

After pausing for a few breaths, Liu Anfeng said again: "I said this, not because I want to show off anything, but because I want to tell you that I am qualified to talk about the first and second places like this." ”

Ye Fan couldn't help but secretly give Liu Anfeng a thumbs up in his heart, facing the provocations of others in front of several elders, he could still appear neither humble nor arrogant, and he advanced and retreated in a certain way, which was very good.

The politeness and arrogance of young people are fully displayed.

"Oh?" Zhao Zihe was surprised, "It turns out that you are the first place in this year's Demon Capital Calligraphy Competition, no wonder you say that." ”

Every year, provincial capitals and municipalities directly under the central government hold local calligraphy competitions for the younger generation, and national calligraphy competitions are held every three years.

And generally being able to win the first place in a local calligraphy competition is equivalent to having already tried with other young talents in the magic capital, so naturally they have the strength to say this kind of thing.

But......

Thinking about it, Zhao Zihe glanced at Ye Fan again before continuing to say to Liu Anfeng:

"You are the first in the Modu Calligraphy Competition, and you are indeed qualified to say this, but what you just said is so flattering of this person... Brother, is this brother also the first place in the calligraphy competition of any province?"

"First place?"

Without waiting for Liu Anfeng to speak, Ye Fan smiled playfully, "I haven't participated in any calligraphy competitions, let alone become the first place." ”

"Haven't participated in a calligraphy contest yet?" Zhao Zihe couldn't help but be a little stunned.

He didn't believe that Liu Anfeng, a person with the same arrogance as him, would casually praise a person.

Therefore, when I heard Ye Fan say that he had not participated in any calligraphy competitions, he did not mean contempt in his heart.

It's just a little strange, these days, is it popular that the powerful ones don't participate in the competition?

At this time, Liu Anfeng's grandfather, Liu Jingwen, said with a smile: "When did the level of calligraphy achievements become determined by whether or not you participated in the competition, whether you won the first place?"

Although Xiao Fan has never participated in any calligraphy competitions, this strength, just like Ah Feng said, once he comes, he already knows who the first person is. ”

Glancing around, taking in everyone's expressions, Liu Jingwen continued:

"The number one I'm talking about here is not the first place in the Demon Capital Division, but... The first in China. ”

Before saying the last few words, Old Man Liu Jingwen deliberately paused for a few breaths before he said slowly.

"The first in Huaxia?"

A few exclamations rang out.

There are Wang Dalong's, and there are Zhao Zihe's.

Especially Zhao Zihe, although he is only twenty-eight years old this year, he also knows very well who is speaking at this time.

That's Liu Jingwen, the famous Liu Jingwen in the calligraphy world!

He dared to say such a thing, and he must have extreme confidence in this person in his heart.

The most important thing is that Master Ye Jinghong, who is as famous as Liu Jingwen, has a calm face and a slightly happy expression.

There is no rebuttal!

There is no rebuttal!

In other words, Master Ye Jinghong also recognized Master Liu Jingwen's words.

However, isn't this too arbitrary?

There are so many people in Huaxia, and there are not a few calligraphy players who meet the conditions for the competition, so do you believe in the one named Ye Fan?

If it weren't for seeing Wang Dalong, who was also shocked, Zhao Zihe would have even been a little suspicious of this world, and it was still not the world before him.

And after Wang Dalong was shocked, he also muttered in his heart.

Don't...... What Lao Ye said before was true?

The handwriting on the wall of his house was really written by his grandson?

But...... It's too unbelievable, isn't it?

That level of strength, I'm afraid it can be compared with Lao Ye and Lao Liu, compared to his own words, it is a little higher.

Especially the words and charm in those copybooks, even more than when you look at Lao Ye Lao Liu's peak works, you have more feelings!

This kind of strength will not and cannot be written by such a young man...... Right?

Let's hope not!

Otherwise... It's also too shocking.

After working hard to practice calligraphy for most of his life, in the end, he can't compare to a child who hasn't finished college, isn't this a joke, too ridiculous?

"You don't believe it now, I can understand that. Liu Anfeng said, "But after you have seen Ye Fan's strength, you will know that there are really geniuses in this world, and there are really geniuses that are different from the entire era." ”

......

......

The calligraphy competition has officially begun.

Calligraphy is not as good as fists and feet, but also one by one, one by one.

Calligraphy is not used, all are directly on, all are compared, and all are tested.

The calligraphy association covers a relatively large area and has many rooms, so there is no pressure at all to bear the entire magic capital to participate in the competition.

Moreover, the time of the game is relatively fast compared to other competitions.

Even if someone tried their best to write several sheets but didn't finish it, they continued to write without delaying the already ample time.

And some, fast, like Ye Fan, pick up the pen, the pen is gone, the first one is already good, there is no need to waste paper.

After the competition, Ye Fan directly raised his hand to signal, and then went out and walked outside.

And within a few seconds of Ye Fan walking out, an invigilator saw Ye Fan's handwriting while he was on patrol.

Just one glance, a very ordinary glance, and you can't move your eyes.

The word... It's so well written, isn't it?

Zhong Lingsenxiu, his own style and bones are not enough to express the praise of this word.

This level, to be honest, is even better written than that of him, who is an overseer.

This, this, this is absolutely impossible.

I'm afraid it's not cheating.,Deliberately moved the handwriting of a famous person to this kid, right?

Thinking so, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called the monitoring room.

But what made the inspector stunned again was that after some investigation, the monitoring room returned that the young man who handed in the file really did not cheat.

So, is it really so well written?

Time passes.

After receiving all the entries to the office, Wang Dalong, a famous calligrapher, couldn't help but ask

"The calligraphy of the kid at table 22 at the No. 3 competition venue, please find it out quickly, I have an urgent need. ”

Since Ye Fan was the fastest to get out of the classroom, his entries were also easy to find, and they were pressed at the bottom of those letters.

Wang Dalong took it and looked at it, and was immediately dumbfounded.

His grandmother is a cactus, this strength, this word edge, this charm, is simply amazing!

Isn't this familiar handwriting the calligraphy masterpieces that he saw in Ye Jinghong's house that day that amazed him!