Fang Zheng hurriedly shook his head and said, "Don't dare to be, I don't like traitors as much as I cheer." ”

Everyone nodded yes.

"The master is right, in today's society, we don't have that much prejudice against the people of country R, but we still have hatred for those war criminals and right-wingers. For ordinary people, it's more about getting along peacefully. But for traitors, we hate them more than we hate the prisoners of country R. ”

"The great country is awakening, and there are still people kneeling and crawling, this is the sadness. This kind of person, it's better not to appear in Huaxia again......"

Everyone sighed.

When Fang Zheng heard these words, he also nodded. Founder has come into contact with many people, in fact, the Chinese people are the most tolerant people in the world, and their tradition is never to hate foreigners, but to be warm and hospitable. Chinese people would rather live a hard life by themselves, and leave the good ones to the guests, which is the way of Chinese hospitality.

This is different from that of the West and other countries, which has caused many misunderstandings.

Some people regard hospitality as flattery, but they don't think that this is just an expression of the kindness of Chinese people. They can tolerate everything, including crimes, but, only if you confess your sins.

Just as Fang Zheng was thinking, a loud shout suddenly came from the distance: "Good! good! good!"

Fang Zheng, Red Boy, Wang Daochun and others were also stunned, which master is this? In exchange for so many good voices? Could it be that there are so many masters here today?

So everyone walked over, and saw a man standing in front of a very, very long table in the crowd, the man had a long beard, dressed in ancient costume, and looked really like a master.

But the things in the master's hand made everyone speechless for a while, a bucket in one hand and a brush in the other, what kind of trouble is this?

At this moment, the master dipped his brush in ink and shouted, "Ha!"

Then the brush is heavily attached to the paper and shakes it hard!

Whew——

The paper was cut out in an instant!

A man on the side hurriedly went up to smooth the paper, and at the same time did not forget to shout: "Good!"

As if he didn't know, the master seemed to be completely immersed in his own world, bowed his head, and with a solemn face, he stroked all the way to the end of the paper!

Then the master dipped the ink again, and turned back to reapply the marks that had not been clearly drawn!

"Good, good, good!"

"Okay!"

……

Below, a few men who watched the excitement shouted hello in the crowd without listening.

And Fang Zheng was completely confused...... What is this?

The red boy scratched his head, raised his head and asked Fang Zheng, "Master, what did this guy write?"

Fang Zheng shook his head......

At this time, a man came over and said proudly: "You have nothing to do, you have to learn more, Chinese calligraphy is broad and profound! Look at the master's words, domineering, like a long wall, and like a long-haired sword, such a good character, as if I saw the famous military general of the ancient West Chu overlord!"

Fang Zheng looked embarrassed when he heard this, but he had to admit that the long object drawn by that guy, whether viewed horizontally or vertically, was indeed the most similar to one. But Fang Zheng has never heard of anyone who writes and takes it back to smear, this guy has created a precedent.

When Wang Daochun heard this, he said angrily: "This is a bullshit word? What is the word? Where did you come from? We didn't invite you, did we?"

"Who are you, dare to question the master's words?" Someone immediately jumped out and angrily reprimanded Wang Daochun.

Wang Daochun was furious and said, "I am Wang Daochun!"

"I call you Wang Daochun, Wang Daoqiu, we were invited by the sponsor with a lot of money. If you want to rub the meeting and rub the master's bookish atmosphere, just line up. If you make trouble, believe it or not, let the security guard kick you out?" shouted a man in a white shirt and glasses.

When Wang Daochun heard this, he was immediately half angry, his face flushed, and said, "Okay, I'll go to Mr. Wu and ask to see what the hell is going on!"

After speaking, Wang Daochun said to the other party: "Master, let you see and laugh." Wait a minute, I'll go to the root sponsor and see what the hell is going on. ”

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, go." ”

Wang Daochun nodded, took his mobile phone, and went out......

"Cut, a broken writing is still pretending to be forced, no ability, what kind of big garlic is pretending?" said the man with glasses disdainfully.

"That is, our Master Fan was invited, how old is he?" said another.

……

And the people on Wang Daochun's side are obviously true calligraphers, how have they ever seen such a situation? Some people said angrily: "I don't even know Wang Daochun when writing calligraphy...... Where the hell did these guys come from?"

"What the hell is the sponsor going to do? This is not to promote Chinese calligraphy, this is to smack Chinese calligraphy!"

"With so many clowns jumping off beams, I'm afraid this traveling exhibition is going to become an ugly exhibition. ”

"Fortunately, Topaz was blocked by the master, otherwise we would have lost face. ”

"Let's wait for Wang Daochun to ask about the situation clearly, everyone should be calm. ”

……

Fang Zheng also understood, this is a group of masters and a group of cow ghosts and snake gods have been stuffed into one place, I'm afraid something is going to happen today!

At that moment, someone inside shouted, "Good! Master's word, good!"

"Good! great!"

"Divine skills!"

……

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and walked over with the red boy.

I saw that in the crowd, six cheongsam women pulled a long piece of rice paper and looked ahead with a smile.

A little old man dressed in white, with a white beard, and less than one and a half meters tall, stood there with his hands behind his back, raising his head slightly, as if he was brewing something. He obviously didn't do anything, but people kept shouting hello, just like a repeater, and the atmosphere at the scene was extremely embarrassing. Some viewers were also puzzled, but they still took out their mobile phones to take pictures......

Fang Zheng's arrival did not attract everyone's attention, but the little old man suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and shouted: "Come on!"

Then, a cheongsam woman came up with a basin, covered with a black cloth, and I don't know what it contained.

The woman came to the master, bent slightly, and bowed.

There is no way, this master is too tall, the woman does not bend over, he struggles with the pen......

"Ladies and gentlemen, what Master Liu will demonstrate to you next is a cross-era calligraphy, a peerless calligraphy that has set a precedent in the calligraphy world! This calligraphy will inevitably leave a strong mark in history, and it will also surpass the calligraphy of Wang Xizhi and other mortals! This is a cross-era, cross-century, and calligraphy that transcends the limits of human thinking!" A man stepped forward, holding the microphone, and introduced with an excited face, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

When everyone heard this, they were immediately aroused by their curiosity, and they stretched their necks one by one, waiting to see this cross-era calligraphy.

The male host said solemnly: "Now, I invite Master Liu to perform his original calligraphy for us, three-foot calligraphy!"

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