Song Feng naturally saw Zheng Qian, and he chuckled lightly at the moment, "Teacher Zheng, you are here, I thought you were scared!"

"Afraid or not, don't you know when the assessment is over?" Zheng Qian smiled softly and did not explain.

Song Feng was choked by Zheng Gan's words, and then stomped his feet with a disgruntled face, but scolded in his heart: "What kind of thing, now you are proud, you will cry in a while!"

Because there are too many controversial points in this event, before it starts, the square is already full of people, all of whom are students of Beijing University, and many of them are students of Zheng Gan, standing on the periphery to cheer for Zheng Gan.

That Song Feng couldn't wait for Zheng Qian to make a fool of himself, and looked at the people, although the time had not yet come, he still stood up and said: "Okay, it's not too early now, in order to clear out some black sheep from our team as soon as possible, let's start this inspection in advance!"

After speaking, he didn't give Zheng Qian a chance at all, and said directly: "The next thing is to ask Zheng Qian to come to the stage to show his skills, and our judges will definitely notarize and score, this is only the first round, and next, we will conduct a question and answer test on him to see if he can really teach students well......"

Song Feng had a lot of bala on the podium, and he attracted all his attention at once, what he wanted was such an effect, the more people paid attention, if Zheng Qian failed for a while, the embarrassing effect would increase exponentially.

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Zheng Qian suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Judges, today I finally organized an assessment, if I just waved it alone, wouldn't it be a little boring? Wouldn't this group of students in the audience be boring? Otherwise, since Teacher Song is the main initiator of this assessment, then work hard Teacher Song and I together, what he writes, what I write, when the time comes, we will know how good and bad!"

Zheng Qian's voice spread, and the audience was silent, but the silence quickly turned into an uproar after lasting for three seconds.

"Teacher Zheng is really powerful, this trick is ruthless enough, didn't Song Feng say that Teacher Zheng will only imitate Wang Xizhi's calligraphy? Teacher Zheng is really a slap in the face, I will not only imitate Wang Xizhi's, I can also imitate you!"

"That's not the point...... The point is, calligraphy is very mysterious, it is difficult to say, since ancient times, there is no first, there is no second saying, if Mr. Zheng writes a word, a thousand people look at this word, not to say a thousand views, at least there will be 800 views, but Mr. Zheng's requirements are different, he and Song Feng also wrote the same word, which is good and which is bad, you can know it by comparison!"

"I'm not afraid of not knowing the goods, I'm afraid of comparing the goods, then Song Feng said that Mr. Zheng is not qualified to teach here, and if the calligraphy of the two compares, Mr. Zheng surpasses Song Feng, then the time will ...... Those who are not qualified to teach will be able to see at a glance!"

……

The discussion below became louder again, and many people understood Zheng Gan's thoughts, and they all had the mentality of watching a play, anyway, it was none of their business, and they hung high.

That Song Feng was also confused by Zheng Gan's sudden actions, and immediately understood the meaning of Zheng Gan's words, his face also became very gloomy, this kid is really vicious, if he uses his own name to slap his face!

Without waiting for Song Feng to speak, Song Ting, who had already been unable to hold back for a long time, stood up, pointed at Zheng Gan's nose and scolded: "The surname Zheng, what kind of thing are you? Are you qualified to talk to Professor Song like this? What is his identity? What is your identity? Can you compare?"

There are also some people who have a better relationship with Song Feng who stand up and speak out.

"Yes, Lao Song is still the patriarch of the Calligraphy Association, and he is also at the level of an associate professor at our Beijing University, and Zheng Qian is just a junior boy, but he came with special approval from the principal, is he qualified to compete with Lao Song?"

"Some people are always delusional, he is better than Lao Song, there is no harm at all, if he wins, it will be a living slap in the face, if he loses, he can also say that this is normal, he is a post-born boy, and Lao Song has already become famous, this is not fair at all!"

"Yes, yes, that's it, it's the same story as that mosquito looking for a lion game, whether the lion wins or loses, it doesn't do it the slightest good!"

……

Seeing that this public opinion was about to rise, suddenly a voice came from the audience out of nowhere: "The organizer himself is a turtle with a shrunken head, and how can it be a hero to talk about others behind his back?" Since it is necessary to assess, it should be carried ......out in the simplest, clearest, and most understandable way."

"Yes, support Teacher Zheng and let Teacher Song compete together!"

"I also support Mr. Zheng, this is a society where everyone is equal, there is nothing such as 369, what age is it, and it is still clinging to the old routine, a group of stubborn old antiques!"

……

Zheng Qian could see clearly, this voice obviously came from the group of classes he taught, and these students he taught with his own hands would always choose to stand on his side.

Those who were still supporting Song Feng in front of them were scolded for being antiques in a blink of an eye, and their faces were ugly, but they couldn't say the words that came to their mouths.

Both sides seem to be reasoning, but there is no way to refute the idea that everyone is equal, and his reason is just the old idea.

After thinking about it, more and more people are on Zheng Qian's side.

Some people are even shouting: "Song Feng can't be afraid, is he? afraid that he will lose?"

"Now I can see who is not suitable to teach here!"

"Hey, some people are very powerful when they shout, and they really coax when it's time to make a move, it's really boring!"

……

That Song Feng seemed to be very anxious about this method, his face was flushed, his eyes were staring at Zheng Gan, that Zheng Qian can write Wang Xizhi's words, it does not mean that he can write all the words, and even if he is a genius of imitation, but there are so many calligraphers present, they can also see the muscles and bones in the calligraphy, when the time comes, see how this kid denies, today is not good to show a hand, and then let this group of illiterate boys look down!

"Good!"

Song Feng shouted, slapped the rostrum where the microphone was placed, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I agree to Zheng Gan's request, since everyone is equal, I am compared to you!"

Zheng Qian smiled slightly, "Thank you so much, it's good for you to come up with the topic, what you wrote, as long as there is a stroke that is not as good as you, I will immediately get out of Beijing University!"

"Wow!"

Zheng Gan's words can be regarded as extremely arrogant, before he started, he released such wild words, not only did he not set the scope of the competition, let Song Feng make up for himself, but also dared to say that as long as there was a stroke, it was better to get out by himself, such bold words, I am afraid that no one in the entire capital dared to say it, right?