Across.

Silent.

Even the air seemed to freeze.

Mr. Song Qingxuan is already desperate!

He was full of confidence, and felt that Ye Feng's couplet skills were definitely not as good as his! Mei Zizi stood up and thought that this game would be won, yes, that's right, this coupling is really not difficult! But who the hell would have thought that Ye Feng would come up with a font that he had never seen before!

Thousands of calculations, who Nima can calculate this result?

Yes?

It's not that I'm dying on the couplet, but I'm stumped by the book?

I'm a calligrapher!

If you want to say that I can't match you, then I will admit it. But you too much to write a book that I don't like!

It's true!

Song Lao's mentality collapsed at this time!

He began to wonder if he was doing calligraphy!

Looking at the drunken Ye Feng opposite, Song Lao and his group of calligraphers were all dumbfounded!

No one!

It can't be right!

"Alas, I lost. ”

In the end, Song Lao lowered his head bitterly.

I don't want to admit it, but that's just the way it is.

He lost.

Their group of calligraphers lost.

In six games, Ye Feng won six games in a row!

They have nothing to fight back!

Seeing the number of people Song Lao threw in the pen, the Su family suddenly burst into cheers.

"I'll go, brother-in-law is mighty!"

"Awesome my brother-in-law!"

"Ahhh

"Brother-in-law is awesome! Not only is the game great, but even the calligraphy is capable of beating the professional masters?

Su Li and Su Qi all cheered one by one, while the juniors of the Lan family over there were confused.

What's going on with this Nima?

You group of professional calligraphy masters can't even do Ye Feng as a layman?

Rub it, you guys did it on purpose, didn't you?

Lantian's mentality has exploded!

I thought that I was in the hands of victory, but I was swept all the way by Ye Feng?

Seeing that Ye Feng won in the end, Lan Xiu sighed, and then said loudly: "I announce, the winner this time - Ye Feng!"

"Yay, we won!"

The juniors of the Su family danced happily, especially Su Ke, Ye Feng's victory meant that this opportunity to enter the Lan Group belonged to him again. Su Ling took the lead, and a group of elated younger brothers and sisters jumped to the side of the stream and surrounded Ye Feng. A crowd cheered and celebrated the victory.

Ye Feng's side was not lively, and the masters on the other side were sad.

"Alas, I didn't expect Professor Ye to have such strength in calligraphy. Song Lao shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Wang Lao said gloomily: "This may be the so-called celestial, maybe the things we have studied all our lives are not as good as those who look at them casually." "Losing to Ye Feng, he was really hit.

It's not just a few of them who lost to Ye Feng, but the entire calligraphy world has lost!

They know better than anyone that in the entire calligraphy world, no matter who comes, everyone has to kneel!

If nothing else, let's just say that Ye Feng finally wrote the book style used in the upper couplet, which is already desperate.

How old is he?

He actually created an unparalleled book style by himself?

And also proficient in seal, grass, Kai, Li four kinds of calligraphy?

This is enough to start a sect and be admired by 10,000 people! Especially his unique font, which can be passed down for centuries and can be learned and imitated by future generations!

"Alas, this is the so-called mountain is higher than a mountain. Song Lao smiled bitterly.

Wang Yuan glanced up at Ye Feng on the other side, and then asked abruptly: "A mountain is higher than a mountain?

Song Lao was stunned.

Then there was a slight blankness in his eyes.

A mountain higher than the leaf wind?

"I hope not. Song Lao smiled bitterly, one Ye Feng is enough to make people desperate, if a mountain higher than Ye Feng appears, it will really overwhelm people.

At this time, Ye Feng had already been helped to the old man's side.

He won the first prize, so naturally he wanted to help the old man transcribe the seriously brittle ancient book, which was said from the beginning.

When Song Lao saw it, they all followed.

……

A group of people gathered around a stone table with pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, as well as a yellowed ancient book.

"Xiaofeng, do you want to go back and rest first. ”

The old man was also beside him, and seeing Ye Feng's drowsy appearance, it seemed that he couldn't even open his eyes, and the old man said with concern.

"No, it's fine. Ye rubbed his head, he wasn't so sleepy, but the cup of Erguotou directly gave him a daze. But he also knew what day it was today, the old man's 80th birthday, and he couldn't leave the table in advance.

Fighting his spirits, Ye Feng opened his eyes and looked at the ancient book on the table.

Well?

Looking at the name on the book cover, why did Ye Feng feel that this name was a little familiar?

"Lanting Collection"?

Could it be ......

Seeing this name, Ye was in good spirits.

Carefully opened the ancient book, it was indeed seriously brittle, and some of the pages were already cracked.

After a cursory look, Ye Feng found that this "Lanting Collection" was not the same as that of his previous life, although both were poetry collections, but the content in them was very different. However, what is interesting is that from these poems, Ye Feng found that this "Lanting Collection" was also the work of a group of literati in the Eastern Jin Dynasty after a meeting on the third day of the third month of the third month in a place called Lanting in Huiji Mountain.

No wonder this "Qushui Liuzhen" form activity will be held today, nine times out of ten it is because of this "Lanting Collection".

After reading this "Lanting Collection", there are only more than 30 poems, and the amount of transcribing them is not large.

There was cut rice paper on the table, and Ye Feng began to pick up the pen.

A group of people next to him all looked at Ye Feng intently.

Soon, in just an hour, Ye Feng had transcribed it.

The people around were all amazed.

Ye Feng's words are indeed beautiful!

He uses a line, stroke by stroke, like a swimming dragon, which is comfortable to look at.

"Good!

The old man laughed and said two "yes" in a row, "The word Xiaofeng is enough to start a sect!"

"Yes, yes, the young man's writing is indeed expressive!"

"Young age, the future is terrifying!"

"Professor Ye is worthy of being a celestial!"

"The pen is like a flying phoenix, and the pen is like a dragon! Congratulations to the old lady for getting a collection of fine poems!"

"With Professor Ye's transcription, this is not just a book of poems, this is already a bookbook!"

"Priceless!"

After the old man finished speaking, the guests next to him, whether they knew Ye Feng or not, boasted to him one after another.

At this time, Lan Hai over there suddenly stood up and said respectfully to the old man: "Grandpa, my grandson has also prepared a birthday gift for my grandfather, please take a look at it!"

"Okay, grandpa, take a look. ”

The old man took it with a smile, and didn't just look at it himself, but spread it out so that everyone could see it.

On the rice paper, everyone looked up.

"Lanting Collection Preface"!

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