Chen Yang said lightly to Zheng Haowen: "Since you want to duel, then come! I don't bully children, the way of duel is up to you!"

Zheng Haowen was overjoyed, he sneered and said: "Then let's have a literary fight first, compare calligraphy, do you dare?"

Chen Yang frowned and said, "Are you sure you want to compare calligraphy with me?" To be honest, the gap between you and me is too big, if you compare calligraphy, you will lose very badly!"

"And, what are you bragging!" Zheng Haowen said proudly: "I am a closed disciple of the calligraphy master Mr. Pei Qingyuan, how can I lose to you compared to calligraphy! Say, who is your teacher?"

Chen Yang replied honestly: "I'm sorry, I'm self-taught, I don't have a teacher!"

Zheng Haowen said even more disdainfully: "It's ridiculous that a guy from a wild road can dare to say that he can beat me in calligraphy!"

Chen Yang still said honestly: "I don't think it's ridiculous at all, like you, I can fight ten of them at all!"

"Nima!" Zheng Haowen burst out in an instant, he clenched his fists and wanted to fight Chen Yang.

Wang Dashun hurriedly stopped Zheng Haowen and said: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, you are better than calligraphy, what kind of fist are you blowing, isn't this insulting!"

Zheng Haowen took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said, "Bastard, I must let you know how powerful I am today!"

Chen Yang picked up a cigarette and said: "Don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up and talk about how to compare, labor and management have to hurry up and talk to beautiful women!"

Zheng Haowen glanced left and right a few times, and then said: "There is nothing to write here, you wait for me to buy a few large pieces of paper and come back, I will definitely give you a good look at the time!"

A nearby Chinese old man who had been watching the excitement suddenly said: "It is also interesting for two little friends to start a calligraphy competition in a foreign country, you don't need to buy paper, I just brought a few catties of rice paper over, you can use it!"

Zheng Haowen and Chen Yang looked at the old man at the same time.

Then Zheng Haowen exclaimed: "You...... Are you Li Qingsong and Li Lao?"

The Chinese old man touched his beard and said with a smile: "That's right, it's Li Qingsong below, I didn't expect you, a junior, to recognize me!"

Zheng Haowen nodded wildly and said: "Of course I know, Mr. Li, you are the leading calligrapher in China, and my teacher, Mr. Pei Qingyuan, has great respect for you." ”

Li Qingsong is not yet 70 years old this year, which is not too old.

The reason why Zheng Haowen respectfully calls him Li Lao is not because of Li Qingsong's age.

It's because Li Qingsong is a big generation and became famous early.

It is said that when Li Qingsong was six or seven years old, he showed a very outstanding artistic talent, and was accepted as a closed disciple by the old man Baishi.

The old man Baishi calligraphy, painting and seal carving are three unique, and most of the disciples under his name choose one and specialize.

Like Li Qingsong, he specializes in calligraphy.

Under the careful teaching of the old man Shiraishi, his attainments in calligraphy are very profound.

At the age of 20, his calligraphy level was the best in the world of calligraphy.

As time passed, the closed disciples under the name of the old man Shiraishi passed away one after another.

Now the rest of the people are at least over 80 years old, and only Li Qingsong is still active in the calligraphy world.

Therefore, Li Qingsong's status in the calligraphy world is naturally very respected.

Zheng Haowen admires Li Qingsong very much, but unfortunately with his status in the calligraphy world, it is not easy to meet Li Qingsong.

I didn't expect to meet you on the beach in Bali today.

This made Zheng Haowen very pleasantly surprised.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a duel between him and Chen Yang, he would even want to kneel directly on the ground and hug Li Qingsong's thigh to beg for support...... Ahem, I asked for guidance.

Li Qingsong has become accustomed to the worship of others.

He waved his hand at Zheng Haowen and said, "I'm all famous, but if you and this little friend want to have a calligraphy competition, I can be a witness, I don't know if it's okay?"

Zheng Haowen nodded in surprise and said, "Of course you can, it's my honor!"

Li Qingsong looked at Chen Yang again and said, "What does this little friend think?"

Chen Yang shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't care!"

Li Qingsong smiled, and then said to the middle-aged man beside him: "Xiao Xu, you go to my room and bring my four treasures of the study, and by the way, move another table." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, turned around and walked towards the nearby Seaview Holiday Inn.

Five or six minutes later, he came over with a table and a wooden box.

The distance between the Seaview Holiday Inn and the seaview is not close, and this middle-aged man can go back and forth in such a short time, and he is obviously a practitioner.

After the middle-aged Xiao Xu put the table on the beach, he then handed the wooden box in his hand to Li Qingsong and said, "Old Li, your four treasures of the study!"

Li Qingsong took the wooden box and opened it.

Then he took out a special cooked rice that was two feet wide and three feet long and spread it on the table.

Wanlong Pavilion's top-grade Xuanyuan ink was also polished in the precious purple-robed jade-belt inkstone.

After making preparations, he said to Zheng Haowen and Chen Yang: "Which of the two little friends will come first?"

Zheng Haowen volunteered and said, "I'll come first, Elder Li!"

Li Qingsong nodded and said, "Okay, courage is commendable, then you come first!"

Zheng Haowen walked to the table, studied the ink, and then chose a tube of wolf hair of the right size, and stood still with the pen.

They set up tables on the beach to write calligraphy, which naturally attracted the attention of many people on the beach.

Gradually, some people gathered around and began to watch.

Under the blowing of the sea breeze, Zheng Haowen suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart.

He looked up at Li Qingsong and said, "Elder Li, I dare to make a request, if my calligraphy is lucky enough to enter your eyes, please put a seal on my work!"

The middle-aged man beside Li Qingsong suddenly frowned.

He secretly said in his heart that Zheng Haowen didn't know what to do.

Can Li Qingsong's seal be stamped casually?

This kind of thing is to show the seal owner's love for calligraphy and painting works, and secondly, to show that the artistic value of his works is relatively high.

For a third-rate calligrapher like Zheng Haowen, his calligraphy works can be sold for hundreds of yuan at best.

If it is stamped with Li Qingsong's seal, the value of his works will increase exponentially, and it is not difficult to sell for tens of thousands of yuan.

Of course, Zheng Haowen didn't want to sell this work for a good price, so he wanted Li Qingsong to stamp it.

He mainly wanted to gain Li Qingsong's approval as a way to improve his status in the calligraphy world!

There were people in the crowd who knew Li Qingsong, and they immediately fell on Li Qingsong, wanting to hear how Li Qingsong answered.

Li Qingsong touched his beard and said with a smile: "If Xiaoyou's calligraphy is really good, then it should be used for yourself!"

(End of chapter)