Chapter 302: I'm Just Immodest

Huang Jidong came to the microphone and said with great emotion: "Everyone, I didn't want to come today because I was too sad.

I have participated in so many book fairs, and Zheng Yun's calligraphy is the calligraphy I can understand!

I specialize in calligraphy, because I don't have a deep understanding of calligraphy, and I can't tell how wonderful those words are, but I at least understand them.

Moreover, I also listened to the introduction of several famous calligraphers, and all of them, without exception, were amazed by Zheng Yun's handwriting.

As far as I know, the calligraphy of any contemporary person has not yet reached a surprising level, and it can be seen from this point that Zheng Yun has revived our long-declining national quintessence!

Therefore, I hope that friends in the calligraphy industry will make persistent efforts in inheriting and carrying forward the tradition in the future, just like Xiao Zheng, to carry forward our national quintessence!"

The crowd applauded.

Huang Jidong then excitedly announced the start of the book fair, and everyone applauded again.

As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to leave, when he suddenly saw Zheng Yun in the crowd, his face was full of joy, and he said loudly: "Isn't Zheng Yun here! Xiao Zheng, come up quickly, let everyone get to know each other!"

Everyone's eyes followed the direction of Huang Jidong's look, but they saw a small man walking towards Huang Jidong with extremely strong steps.

Zheng Yun was not to mention how excited he was at this time, the pride in his heart was to the extreme, and he waved to everyone frequently while walking.

When Wang Meishan saw Zheng Yun so beautiful, she felt pride in her heart, and she was full of smiles, and she was already in love with Zheng Yun to the extreme.

Xue Na felt more and more that Wang Meishan's choice of Zheng Yun as her boyfriend was extremely correct at this time, and she was already shocked by Zheng Yun at this time, thinking, this person is really amazing!

Those reporters had not found the author before, and they were already crazy at this time, and hurriedly looked for the best shooting position, for fear of missing every moment of the "saint".

In addition to these people, the most confused are Teacher Meng, Xia Hongwei, Yang Xingchen and others.

In their impression, Zheng Yun is a waste collector and pig raiser, only this profession is in line with his image, how can he be a calligrapher? Or is he an earth-shattering calligrapher, if this can be accepted?

This is even more unreal than Wang Xiuhua agreeing to be Zheng Yun's girlfriend in just a few words!

To be honest, the look of those people was not surprised, they were really stupid, they were really stupid.

Zheng Yun came to the front, and Huang Jidong said from the bottom of his heart: "Xiao Zheng, you really impressed me again today! Admire, admire! I really convince you!"

"Uncle Huang, what are we polite, what a big deal!"

"Hahaha...... You're here, don't hide, and say a few words to everyone!"

Even if Zheng Yun is not as good as the other party, he has never had stage fright, not to mention that he can say at this time that he has beaten anyone hard, in terms of calligraphy, he is a university professor, and the people below him have not even graduated from kindergarten, how can he have stage fright?

Without hesitation, he came to the microphone, cleared his throat, and said, "As for me, I don't like calligraphy at all, but I see that many people are writing blindly and scribbling now, and I am angry, so I have only been practicing calligraphy for a few days."

Many masters say that my words have reached the level of Wang Xizhi, I must correct it, there is still a very big gap between me and Lao Wang's words, don't talk nonsense.

Although I like to be praised by others, I have always had one thing to say and two to say.

Let's put it this way, at the speed at which I am moving forward now, if I practice for another one to two years, I can reach Wang Xizhi's level, and if you boast at that time, you will definitely not be able to reach it now.

However, my handwriting is much better than anyone's handwriting now, I hope you will study carefully and don't miss this opportunity!

Okay, that's all I have to say. ”

His speech today is simply shameless to the extreme, people praise him for approaching Wang Xizhi's level, it may be polite, but he himself dares to say that he can catch up with Wang Xizhi after another year or two of practice, from ancient times to the present, who dares to say that? Except for madmen!

Moreover, he ended up unceremoniously asking everyone to study his words carefully, which is simply ......

At this time, many people were dumbfounded.

If someone else said this, he would definitely be scolded like a dog, but the calligraphers present all knew that what they said was the truth, and it was indeed far inferior to others!

Therefore, although those people were very uncomfortable in their hearts, they had to admit what Zheng Yun said.

However, the reporters couldn't see it, although they were surprised before, but in the face of such a rampant person, how could they stand it?

A reporter suddenly asked, "Mr. Zheng Yun, aren't you afraid of offending people when you say that?"

Zheng Yun said with a smile: "Whoever is not convinced, who is dissatisfied, you can compare, I specialize in all kinds of unconvinced!"

Another reporter said: "Mr. Zheng Yun, learned people have always regarded modesty as a virtue, do you seem immodest when you say this?"

Zheng Yun said blankly: "It's not that I'm not modest, I'm actually not modest! But let me ask you, why should I be modest? What are the benefits of being modest?

You invited me to your house for dinner, I could eat five bowls of rice, but because of modesty, I only ate half a bowl, and I starved to death when I went out!"

There was a burst of laughter in the exhibition hall.

The laughter didn't stop, Zheng Yun said again: "If it is an athlete competition, he can run 9.5 seconds in 100 meters, but because of his modesty, he ran for 20 seconds, and he won't be killed by the coach when he comes back?"

The football team, obviously able to win the world championship, because of modesty, let the family kick in 10,000 goals, do you think those players can still go home alive?"

He paused and said, "Let's put it this way, I am holding this calligraphy exhibition today, which is not modest in itself, if I am really modest, I should write and put it at home to see, and take it out for exhibition, then it is already a show, why am I still polite to you? What kind of grandson?"

Zheng Yun's words were actually able to come back, and they were so correct, wonderful, and philosophical, that when people laughed, applause erupted.

Wang Meishan applauded the hardest, and her eyes were full of pride at this time.

When the applause stopped, Zheng Yun said: "I'm done blowing my nose, you continue!"

When Zheng Yun stepped down, countless people shook hands with him, and Zheng Yun warmly received them one by one.

In the end, Zheng Yun was surrounded by several famous calligraphers and leaders such as Tian Ying.

Huang Jidong said to those calligraphers: "The emergence of such a genius as Zheng Yun in our Chinese calligraphy world is really exciting and exciting! You are all old-timers, you should teach and help Zheng Yun more!"

Someone quipped: "Deputy Director, the level of our people is really far inferior to Zheng Yun, how dare you teach him!"

Several people around laughed together.

Zheng Yun also said a little embarrassedly: "Uncles, I'm often looked down upon by others, so sometimes it's not polite to speak, if you really want to make friends, you will definitely not be angry, if you are jealous, I don't want to deal with him!"

Everyone nodded in understanding.