Chen Yang failed several times one after another, making Zheng Haowen's face darker and darker.

However, Chen Yang continued: "Look at the word 'no' again, this vertical drag is so long, do you think it is sweeping the floor? It's ugly, it's simply a failure in failure!"

Zheng Haowen gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you think it's very elegant to write like this?"

Chen Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Your skills are insufficient, and your vision is still so poor, where is it good to write like this? Are your eyes lame?"

Zheng Haowen was speechless for a long time.

Li Qingsong's eyes lit up as he listened.

Chen Yang said that these problems he also saw just now.

It's just because he doesn't want to hit the enterprising spirit of his juniors that he didn't say it.

However, Li Qingsong can see these problems because he has half a lifetime of calligraphy background as support and is full of experience.

Chen Yang could also see it, which made Li Qingsong a little surprised.

This proves that Chen Yang's attainments in calligraphy are very profound, far beyond his peers.

At least when Li Qingsong was Chen Yang's age, he didn't have Chen Yang's eyesight.

This made Li Qingsong look forward to Chen Yang's calligraphy works more and more.

He urged Chen Yang: "This little friend, you have already commented on this "Peach Blossom Anthem", please hurry up and write your own works!"

As he spoke, Li Qingsong directly rolled up Zheng Haowen's "Song of the Peach Blossom Temple" and put it aside, re-laid out a piece of rice paper and spread it on the table, and then looked at Chen Yang with expectant eyes.

The Chinese onlookers around were also quite excited, wanting to see what kind of words Chen Yang could write.

Chen Yang took out a cigarette and lit it at the corner of his mouth.

He looked around, and then said to Shen Fangting: "Team Shen, please come over and study ink for me!"

Shen Fangting stepped forward without hesitation and stood next to Chen Yang, poured a little water into the inkstone, and grinded it carefully.

After the ink was polished, Chen Yang held the corner of the table with the hand that took the cigarette, and took a superb wolf hair with the other hand, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote a "big" word first.

This character does not belong to any kind of font in the world, but it has its own charm in it.

Zheng Haowen saw that Chen Yang's 'big' character was written strangely, and he just happened to laugh, and saw Chen Yang's pen gesture and continued to write.

Li Qingsong's eyes were as big as copper bells, staring at the font on the rice paper on the desktop.

Sometimes he felt that the words were rigorous, and sometimes he felt that the words were loose and formless.

The horizontal and vertical skimming is like an iron hook and silver stroke, sharp and strong.

But when connected, it looks very transparent and round, which is really weird.

Li Qingsong has been immersed in calligraphy for many years, but he has never seen a font like Chen Yang.

While writing, Chen Yang also smoked a cigarette from time to time, which was much more chic than Zheng Haowen's appearance just now.

A moment later, Chen Yang finished writing a pair of words.

In the process of writing, the gestures are smooth, like a river waterfall rushing down.

Many people's eyes were moving with the tip of his pen, holding their breath and paying full attention.

It wasn't until Chen Yang's last word was written that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw that what was written on the rice paper was Su Shi's famous lyrics "Water Tune Song Tou Da Jiangdong Go"!

"The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the romantic characters of the ages...... Life is like a dream, and one is still in the moon. ”

This poem not only has Su Shi's resentment that he has never met with talent, but also his open heart to laugh at life, and is known as "the swan song of ancient and modern"!

Chen Yang threw the wolf haohu pen onto the inkstone, and with a lonely and arrogant atmosphere, he pointed at Zheng Haowen and said: "With a cat and a dog like you, you are also worthy of trying calligraphy with me?"

There was silence all around, and it seemed that Chen Yang's voice was becoming more and more deafening.

Zheng Haowen looked at Chen Yang's words written on rice paper, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

He is also a knowledgeable person, so he can naturally see that Chen Yang's calligraphy work is better than him.

Li Qingsong looked at Chen Yang excitedly and said, "This ...... Whose font is this? It's just weird!"

Chen Yang said modestly: "Old Li, this is what I wrote casually, it should be regarded as my self-created font!"

Li Qingsong's eyes widened, and he grabbed Chen Yang's hand and said: "Genius, you are really a genius, you can actually create such a font! This font is extremely strange, but it is also extremely beautiful.

I can see this painting today, and I don't have any regrets if I die on the spot!"

Confucius once said: When you hear the Tao, you can die at night!

It describes Li Qingsong's state of mind at this time.

He pursued the ultimate in calligraphy all his life.

But as he grew older, he gradually felt the bottleneck, and felt that he had fallen into the shackles of the past, and could not write better calligraphy.

But now that Li Qingsong saw Chen Yang's calligraphy works, he suddenly felt like a urine collapse, and countless calligraphy ideas emerged in his mind.

He felt like he was about to sublimate.

Li Qingsong hurriedly said to Chen Yang: "Little friend, can you sell this painting to me?

Chen Yang said with a smile: "Since Li Lao likes my works, then even if you take it, talk about what money is not money, vulgar!"

He still respects Li Qingsong, a person who dedicates himself to calligraphy.

So it's rare to have no mouthfuls.

When Li Qingsong heard this, he immediately bowed to Chen Yang and said, "Then thank you for the gift, if you need help in the future, if you need help in the future, just say to me, I will definitely give 100% of my strength to help you!"

As he spoke, Li Qingsong groped out a gold-plated business card from his body, held it in both hands, and handed it to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang hurriedly helped Li Qingsong up and said: "Old Li, you are tormenting me, I am a young man, how can I afford your worship, you are too polite!"

Zheng Haowen watched Li Qingsong and Chen Yang talk in various ways, and only felt that he had become a transparent person.

He originally thought that he would be able to show his face in front of Li Qingsong today and show off his limelight.

As a result, he is now being crushed to death by Chen Yang.

If you don't say anything about the limelight, you don't even have a sense of existence.

Zheng Haowen was still a little unwilling in his heart.

With a hint of luck, he asked Li Qingsong: "Elder Li, what do you think of this "Da Jiangdong Go" compared to my "Peach Blossom Anthem"?"

Li Qingsong glared at Zheng Haowen and said: "These two calligraphy works are one in the sky and one on the ground, and they are not comparable at all, don't you count them yourself?"

Zheng Haowen staggered back a few steps as if he had been struck by lightning, his face turned red, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

He expected his failure.

But I didn't expect that I would lose so badly, and I didn't even have the qualifications to compare with Chen Yang.

(End of chapter)