At this time, the staff walked in with a few elderly people with a very good temperament.

"Please give way, okay?" said the staff member politely to the tourists standing in front of him, "These are the veterans of the calligraphy world, and they want to come in and have a look." ”

There is no need for special reminders from the staff, when they see a group of old men with a lot of aura coming in, many people automatically give way to them.

When these people came in, Liu Hongwei just glanced at them blankly, and his eyes continued to fall on Luo Ziling's words.

"Old Liu, what's going on?" The old man who walked in front looked at Liu Hongwei with a dumbfounded look a little puzzled, "Someone actually argues with you?"

However, after seeing the words written by Luo Ziling on the table, he was also shocked, and he couldn't say anything behind.

The eyes of the other old men also immediately fell on the words written by Luo Ziling, and they never moved away.

After a while, the old man who walked in front asked aloud, "Who wrote this?"

"I wrote it," Luo Ziling replied with a smile, "but it was written and played in a moment of anger." ”

After Luo Ziling finished speaking, he said to Ouyang Feifei: "Do you like it, if you like it, I'll give it to you!"

"Of course I like it," Ouyang Feifei said, ignoring that the old men were still looking at it carefully, and immediately stepped forward and put away the words that had dried in the ink.

When Ouyang Feifei was about to roll up the words, several old men who were looking at it carefully immediately reacted.

"You can't take this letter!" The old man who walked in front ignored how beautiful Ouyang Feifei was, and shouted directly at her, "Let's take a good look." ”

"No," Ouyang Feifei snorted like a naughty girl, and then snatched the word in her hand very quickly.

Luo Ziling helped her, and before those people could come and grab it, he handed the words into Ouyang Feifei's hands.

"Wang Qing," Ouyang Feifei called out to the back of the crowd.

Wang Qing, who secretly followed up, immediately walked over after answering the call, and took the pair of words written by Luo Ziling Gang from Ouyang Feifei's hand.

didn't let them see it, several old men and Liu Hongwei, who was deeply shocked, looked dumbfounded.

"I don't know the name of this gentleman," or the old man who walked in with him was the first to react, he arched his hand at Luo Ziling, and said: "We have indeed seen a person who can write such a handful of books, but we have never seen a person as young as you who can write such a good word." ”

"Under Luo Ziling," seeing that the old man's bearing was extraordinary, Luo Ziling was not rude, "The ancestor is a nearby Loujia village, but he grew up in other places since he was a child. ”

The old man looked at Luo Ziling in surprise, he had never heard of this person at all, so he didn't know Luo Ziling's name at all.

However, after taking a few serious glances at Luo Ziling and Ouyang Feifei's appearances, the shocked look on his face faded a little.

whispered a few words to the staff next to him, and the staff nodded, and immediately beckoned to the other companions, persuading the onlookers to go outside.

When the staff persuaded the tourists to go out, the old man walked up to Luo Ziling, looked up and down a few times, and then introduced himself: "I am Li Mingcheng of Yuezhou, copying Wang Youjun's "Orchid Pavilion Preface" for many years, but unfortunately, after so many years of copying, there is no level like yours. Can you show us your words again, we are surprised to see them today. By the way, they are all masters of calligraphy. ”

Seeing that the other party was so sincere, Luo Ziling looked at Ouyang Feifei with a little embarrassment.

After Ouyang Feifei thought about it, she instructed Wang Qing, who was standing aside and waiting quietly, to ask her to take out the copy of the notebook that she had already received.

Wang Qing took out the carefully collected notebook without saying a word and re-laid it on the case.

So, a group of old men and Liu Hongwei stood aside, put on reading glasses, and carefully looked at the words written by Luo Ziling.

After looking at it for a while, the old man named Li Mingcheng straightened up and sighed, "I can understand it." Each of your words is not necessarily better than others, but you have integrated your own momentum into the words. If I'm not mistaken, you wrote this in one go, right?"

Unexpectedly, his writing style was seen by the other party, Luo Ziling was quite surprised, but he didn't deny it.

"Amazing, the works written by young people can have such momentum, it's amazing," Li Mingcheng stretched out his thumb to Luo Ziling, "It's really like flowing water, which makes people look amazed." ”

After reading it, several other people also agreed with Li Mingcheng's statement.

If Luo Ziling's words are taken out and analyzed one by one, they are indeed not the best in the book, and it can only be said that they already have a relatively deep foundation.

But most people have a sense of reverence when copying the works of their predecessors, so they can't express that confidence between the lines. Luo Ziling's words, but completely show self-confidence, and the writing is very imposing, which is a bit similar to the style of Mao Weiren's works.

Anyone who learns calligraphy knows that many works are valued in momentum.

If you don't have momentum, even if you write every word well, the whole text will not give people a sense of momentum.

Therefore, these old men who were immersed in calligraphy were very surprised after seeing Luo Ziling's works, and they felt that when they copied the works, they did not have such momentum at all.

They don't know that if they can write such a style of calligraphy, the regular script skills must be very good.

"Thank you for the compliments from your predecessors," Luo Ziling thanked Li Mingcheng, "I have been studying calligraphy with my grandfather since I was a child, but now I like to add my own style to it, and I like to write a good article in one go." ”

"Luo Xiaoyou, can the old man make a request?"

"What requirements?"

"Can you give this piece of yours to Lanting?"

"No," Ouyang Feifei replied to Luo Ziling, "this is a work for me." ”

"I'm really sorry," Luo Ziling could only say sorry.

Li Mingcheng looked at Luo Ziling, then at Ouyang Feifei, and changed his words: "Can you ask Luo Xiaoyou to write another pair of words and stay here?"

"Ziling, you must keep your works in Lanting, and you have to find a way to let your grandfather's works be placed here. Seeing the other party say this, Ouyang Feifei hurriedly attached herself to Luo Ziling's ear and woke up softly.

Listening to Ouyang Feifei's reminder, Luo Ziling was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood what Ouyang Feifei meant.

This woman is still trying to find a way to build momentum for the Luo family, wanting their reputation to be even louder in the land of Yuezhou.

If everyone thinks that the people of the Luo family have a relationship with the upper echelons, unlimited resources, and there is quite a literary style in the family, then they will be respected in every aspect. Ouyang Feifei wanted to make the Luo family unusual in all aspects.

Ouyang Feifei went against the norm today, competing with an old man who practiced calligraphy, and finally attracted so many bigwigs in the calligraphy world, and it was really well-intentioned. This woman is really not simple, Luo Ziling was further impressed by her.

It's actually really good to marry such a woman as a wife.

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