Ma Hai was furious, threw away all the original suppression, and pointed at Zhuang Mingjiang and said: "Zhuang Mingjiang! Don't deceive people too much! I know that you are a master of calligraphy, but if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you are not qualified to fart casually! If you have the ability to go up the mountain with me to verify, if you don't have the ability, just roll the calf for me!"

"Bastard!" Zhuang Mingjiang is also on fire, after so many years, no one dares to blow his beard and stare at him like this.

Zhao Zhengpeng, the president of the calligraphy association on the side, hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Two, two, don't quarrel." Can I be fair about this?"

Ma Hai saw that Zhao Zhengpeng had spoken, and his anger fell, and he said, "Please also ask the president to give a comment." ”

Zhuang Mingjiang said: "President Zhao, do you still need to look at this word? Just look at the photo of the Taoist priest in the snow in front of you, it's pure hype!"

Ma Hai immediately glared at Zhuang Mingjiang, Zhuang Mingjiang did not show weakness, and saw that he was about to do it again.

Zhao Zhengpeng said: "Okay, don't quarrel with the two of you." I've seen the picture, and I've seen the words. ”

Zhuang Mingjiang and Ma Hai both looked at Zhao Zhengpeng, waiting for Zhao Zhengpeng's evaluation.

Zhao Zhengpeng patted Ma Hai on the shoulder and said, "Little horse! I know that young people are a little anxious, but they can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." The art of calligraphy is not something that can be practiced in three days or two days. Your picture is really good from an artistic point of view......"

"President, don't talk about it. All in all, you don't believe it either, do you?" asked Ma Hai, holding back his grievances.

Zhao Zhengpeng nodded and said something, Ma Hai picked up his photo, turned around and left. As he walked, he said: "The frog at the bottom of the well!"

"You!" Zhuang Mingjiang and Zhao Zhengpeng are both on fire!

However, Ma Hai had already rushed out all the way out and was gone.

After the two glanced at each other, Zhuang Mingjiang said: "This bastard thing, I want him to understand the fate of angering me!"

After speaking, Zhuang Mingjiang called, and Zhao Zhengpeng didn't say anything or do anything about this, obviously letting him go.

Ma Hai went out, and he was a little dazed, he couldn't do it on the Internet, and he couldn't find the calligraphy association in the city, so what should he do next? Ma Hai was a tendon, since this road was impassable, he simply went to visit one famous calligrapher after another! If he didn't believe it, no one would know the goods!

However, Ma Hai was destined to be disappointed, these famous calligraphers may think that the words are good, but no one thinks it is true, they all say that it is P's picture, and reprimanded him. After returning to the office in the evening, Ma Hai was pulled by the editor-in-chief to chat, and then Ma Hai left the newspaper office dejectedly.

In the evening, Mahai pulled the monkey and drank wildly, and when he was drunk, he told the reason for the incident.

The monkey kept an eye on it, knowing that Ma Hai had an accident and was going to get drunk, so he didn't drink too much, waiting to send him back. After listening to Ma Hai's matter, the monkey patted Ma Hai and said, "Brother, you are in a hurry about this." They don't believe in the photo, you can ask the Taoist master to write a few words and take it! As for the job, if you lose it, you will lose it, brother, you can help me. Oh, by the way, you can't do it in the city, you can go to other cities......"

"A raccoon dog on a hill, a raccoon dog on a hill!" Wu Mahai shouted blindly with drunken eyes.

The monkey was also helpless, so he couldn't tell him clearly at this time, so he poured a few more glasses, drunk Ma Hai, and sent him home.

The next day, Ma Hai was still sullen, and the monkey continued to persuade him to go to the province, to the capital, or something, but it didn't work. At this moment, Zhao Xiaoya said impatiently: "Are you pigs? If they don't believe it, they will bet with them! Bet one million, if you are not convinced, go up the mountain!"

"Bang!"

Ma Hai stood up and asked, "What are you talking about?!"

Zhao Xiaoya was startled, and said weakly: "I...... I'll just say it casually. ”

The monkey smiled: "You say this casually, maybe it's really a way! If you can promote this competition, it will be an opportunity for Master Haotian to make a name for himself." For the old horse, it is an opportunity to correct his name. You can even make a fortune by the way!"

Ma Hai nodded and said, "That's right, it's done! But this money will have to wait for a while......

"No need, I'll pay for this money!" the monkey patted his chest and shouted, nine out of ten things, make sure you don't lose money, don't do it for nothing!

Ma Hai was overjoyed and immediately rushed out. This time he didn't go to Zhuang Mingjiang, but to his news media friends in major newspapers, nothing else, just to declare war on Zhuang Mingjiang!

Everyone was originally friends, and everyone heard about Ma Hai's resignation in small shoes. For a while, under the same hatred of the enemy, they have forwarded it one after another!

The matter became bigger and bigger, and soon, Zhuang Mingjiang knew.

Then Zhuang Mingjiang was a little dumbfounded when he saw the bet of 1 million, 1 million? Although he is a master calligrapher, 1 million is not a small number! Similarly, this number is not a small number for the other party! With such a big bet, is the other party confident?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Mingjiang was a little afraid to gamble, but if he didn't reply, his reputation would be stinky!

In the end, Zhuang Mingjiang replied: "Bet on it! But gambling is not interesting, it's better to bet on whose words are better! If that little Taoist priest's words are really better than mine, I will admit defeat! On the contrary, Ma Hai must apologize to me and admit that he is a grandstanding liar!"

Ma Hai shouted in the air: "No problem! If you lose, I only need 500,000, and the remaining 500,000 will be given to the Taoist Master of the Heavenly Dao Temple to repair the Taoist Temple." ”

Zhuang Mingjiang agreed, and the two agreed to go up the mountain in three days!

For a while, the people of the entire ancient city were attracted by the gamble of these two people, and they were looking forward to it one by one, waiting for the final result. At the same time, I am also very curious, what kind of place is this Chongyang Mountain and Tiandao Temple? Can it lead to such a great war? Although the society has developed to the present, calligraphy is no longer the mainstream, and great calligraphers are often silent in the sea of people. But once this thing is poked out, it will still activate everyone's curiosity about traditional culture. In particular, this section is very novelistic, a small Taoist priest who can't find a small Taoist temple in the middle of nowhere challenges the calligraphy of the city?

Everyone searched on the Internet, and they were even more at a loss, such a small place, such a remote place, such an inconspicuous place, could there really be a master?

The power of netizens is endless, and soon someone dug up Huiqin's Weibo, and the matter of Shen Li Fu's son was posted again. At the same time, Huiqin's latest update content even has the news that Yang Congchang's son Yang Zihao's terminal brain tumor is suspected to have been cured in Tiandao Temple.

There was an uproar, but there were more unbelievers.

"This Heavenly Taoist Temple is really going to hype!"