Soon, in the voices of discussion and suspicion of everyone at the scene, Zheng Gan's works were hung out.

Looking at the calligraphy hanging on the wall, almost everyone was stunned, and the color behind them became extremely shocked.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway.

The people who can come here today, which one is not the leader in the calligraphy and painting industry, they are staring at Zheng Qian's words, silver hook iron painting, into the wood three points, whether it is from the artistic conception or the muscles and bones, this calligraphy is indeed a masterpiece!

One of the old men with reading glasses looked at it carefully for a long time, and suddenly said, "Why is this calligraphy a little familiar?"

At this time, the older judge from before said: "Old man Chang has good eyesight, we just went to find an authentic handiwork to compare it with Zheng Qian's calligraphy, and found that they are not only similar to each other, and it is precisely for this reason that I will issue a book on behalf of the jury that we are not qualified to appreciate!"

"What is the real thing?" asked the old man with reading glasses.

The older judge smiled bitterly, "Wang Xizhi's true work!"

As soon as the words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

It's impossible, this kid's calligraphy can surpass Wang Xizhi's? Just kidding, right? This is absolutely impossible!

It's not just those people who can't believe it, but no one in the audience believes it, after all, if that's the case, it's too terrifying!

The judge continued: "We are not empty objects, we used X-rays to test the strength of Mr. Zheng's calligraphy, which can really reach three points into the wood, and the strength and muscles in it are exactly the same as the same real handwriting under X-rays, and to some extent, even more!"

As he spoke, the judge took out the hot appraisal that had just been identified.

The authority stood up, and those who doubted it shut their mouths at once.

Only Zheng Gan himself knows that his mobile phone is full of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy soul fragments, and what he writes now is exactly the same as what Wang Xizhi himself wrote, and the fundamental reason why he says that his calligraphy surpasses Wang Xizhi's is that Wang Xizhi's authentic handwriting has been handed down, and after years of corrosion, it will definitely wear out, and his own has just begun to write, and he will definitely be able to surpass it to some extent.

Almost everyone was shocked by the incredible scene in front of them, this kid was able to write calligraphy comparable to Wang Xizhi, this is really incredible!

Just as everyone was slowly accepting the result in their hearts, a figure stood up.

"I'm not convinced!"

It was Yan Zhi's voice, and another fundamental purpose of Yan Lao's project to arrange the live performance of this art exhibition was to let Yan Zhi win the championship, so that the eagle would not fall into the hands of outsiders when he spread his wings and swallow the world, and it would be able to start Yan Zhi's fame.

But he did everything he could, but he still couldn't calculate that he would suddenly kill a Zheng Qian halfway!

"What are you not convinced?" the older judge said, raising an eyebrow.

Yan Zhi stared at Zheng Qian, his eyes were full of unwillingness, "There are two rounds in this game, take the previous round as an example, their results are at the bottom, even if this game is very good, but the total score may not be very good!"

It is true that in the paintings in the last game, Tang Yunyun only scored 65 points, while he Yan Zhi scored 84 points, which was nearly 20 points higher.

In this game, Zheng Gan's calligraphy is very good, even if he really gives 90 points, and his straightforward calligraphy is his strength, he doesn't believe that he is not even 70 points, in this way, his total score can surpass Zheng Gan.

The judge paused, then glanced at the old man who was presiding.

The latter understood, smiled bitterly, and said: "Next, I will announce the results of this calligraphy competition, and then announce the total results!"

"First place, Zheng Qian, full score of 100, others, fail!"

"What?"

All the people were confused, what was going on? Who was the others? Was there one of the people who came to participate in the contest called the others?

Many people's brains didn't react for a while, and they waited expectantly for the host old man to continue reading.

It's a pity that this whole thing is like a eunuch - it's gone below!

It wasn't until this time that those people reacted, daring to love this calligraphy competition, Zheng Gan scored a full score, and the others failed?

If calculated in this way, Zheng Qian's total score is indeed the first deservedly!

The scene was in a commotion again, and Yan Zhi was also stunned, and immediately shouted: "Impossible, you cheat, you must be conspiring, even if the character surnamed Zheng is good, it can't be a hundred points, and our re-investigation will not fail!"

The older judge smiled faintly and explained: " Mr. Zheng's words, we are not qualified to appreciate, has far exceeded the scope of our appreciation, so, I think it is no problem to give 100 points, in addition, the distance between the best and the best must be distinguished, this is only a 100-point system, if it is 10,000 points, I will not hesitate to give 10,000 points, and you will only get the points you deserve, but 100 points for the masterpiece, you can still get 80 points, in that case, you and the distance between the masterpiece is too close, unrealistic, the score can be changed, your horizontal distance can never be changed！”

The judge's words made the hall that was originally a whispered discussion instantly become silent, and everyone was watching.

The more than 40 other students on the stage were also convinced.

There is no way, the gap is there, although he and Zheng Qian are competitors, but when he looks at Zheng Qian's words, he can't help but shout 'good' from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Zhi finally didn't speak again, and left angrily.

Tang Lao also took back his eagle wings and swallowed the world, and Tang Yunyun's face when she looked at Zheng Qian completely changed.

Donald's assistant was also smiling, and he walked with his head held high.

The exhibition here ended quickly, and as Zheng Qian was about to leave, an old man caught up with him.

It's the older judge from before.

"Old man Wang, what are you doing here?" Donald raised his eyebrows, obviously knowing.

Old man Wang smiled, "I came over to ask Mr. Zheng for the word just played, I don't know if Mr. Zheng is willing to cut his love!"

Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment, and said very generously: "If Elder Wang likes it, just take it!"

Wang Lao was stunned, he was already ready to take it away if Zheng Qian didn't give it, but he didn't expect Zheng Qian to be so cool, and he didn't drag the mud and water at all.

"Ha, that's more Mr. Zheng, I wrote down this feeling, old man!" After speaking, Wang Lao left with a smile.

Tang Lao didn't stop it, in his opinion, Zheng Qian's ability to get in touch with Wang Lao was extremely beneficial to his future development.

The four of them went back, and along the way, Tang Yunyun's face looked a little ugly, and she looked uneasy.

When Zheng Qian was about to say goodbye to Tang Lao and prepare to go back by himself, Tang Yunyun suddenly stood up and said, "Zheng Qian, you come with me......"

After saying that, she had already lowered her head and ran away with a red face.

Zheng Qian was stunned, thought for a moment, and finally had to follow with a full stomach.