Although most of the crowd did not know calligraphy, when they saw the words written by Li Tianshan, they were deeply attracted by the vitality in the words, and their hearts were full of passion, as if they had returned to the vigorous young era.

Even the Divine Trojan Horse couldn't help but gasp, secretly frightened, his calligraphy, although it is not the peak, but it is definitely masterable, but he never expected that Li Tianshan, a young high school student, would achieve such attainments in calligraphy and integrate emotions into calligraphy.

"You do write better than I do. Although the Divine Trojan didn't want to admit it, he had to grit his teeth and say it.

The words of Li Tianshan and Shenmuma are good and bad, and everyone can see which is better.

Li Tianshan put down the brush unhurriedly, like a calligraphy master, with his hands behind his back, hinting at the crowd, and said with a smile: "Calligraphy originated in my stick country, but it was later transmitted to China." ”

"Huaguo is ridiculous, obviously calligraphy is so weak, but I still think that calligraphy originated in Huaguo. ”

"In contemporary China, if you talk about calligraphy, you can't get into my eyes. ”

Li Tianshan's face was triumphant, shaking his head and sneering, however, Jin Dezhi scoffed.

"Oh, this old gentleman, are you not convinced?" Li Tianshan condescendedly and looked down at Jin Dezhi.

"Ignorant child. Jin Dezhi is too lazy to say, cherishing words like gold.

However, Li Tianshan looked stunned, looked at Jin Dezhi with interest, and then smiled playfully: "Old man, my attainments in calligraphy are obvious to everyone, and those present, who dares to say that I am ignorant?"

"Since you say I'm ignorant, that is, your calligraphy is higher than mine?"

Li Tianshan was arrogant and aggressive, and did not leave a way for Jin Dezhi to retreat.

Jin Dezhi glanced at Li Tianshan with disdain, and sneered: "Just you, the old man wrote better than you when he was five years old." ”

"Oh, in that case, why don't you come up and show off your skills?" Li Tianshan was not angry, but wanted to provoke Jin Dezhi to come up and see how embarrassed Jin Dezhi was.

Jin Dezhi clenched his fists, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, he was originally a famous calligrapher in China, and the contemporary Wang Xizhi should not be worried about a junior.

However, Li Tianshan was too arrogant, and even forced the quintessential calligraphy of China to his stick country, if Jin Dezhi did not teach Li Tianshan a lesson, it would be in vain to become a famous calligrapher of China.

"Teacher Yang, what do you ......see?" Jin Dezhi bent down at Yang Fan and cautiously asked Yang Fan's opinion.

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Go ahead." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Yang!" Jin Dezhi was overjoyed, stepped forward, and walked to the long table with high arrogance.

Jin Dezhi held his breath and concentrated, holding his sleeve with one hand, holding a brush with the other, his eyes slightly closed, carefully recalling the writing method that Yang Fan taught him last time.

"Hehe, this old man, really just bragging, when it comes to the critical moment, he won't write. ”

"The people of Huaguo are really ridiculous. ”

"The people of Huaguo are just embarrassed and conspicuous. ”

……

In the small museum, many teachers who had packed up the contents of the tube rushed over, pointing at Jin Dezhi and gossiping.

At this time, Jin Dezhi suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a golden light in his cloudy eyes, surging with passion.

Jin Dezhi took a deep breath of the pen, the tip of the pen fell down, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, flying passionately, generous and powerful.

Brush!

Jin Dezhi did it in one go, the tip of the pen was flying, and in the blink of an eye, the majestic and atmospheric word Huaguo appeared in people's field of vision.

"This ...... Why is this character so similar to Wang Xizhi's character?!" Li Tianshan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the word "Huaguo" written by Jin Dezhi, and he couldn't help but say a sentence in his mouth: "It's really well written." ”

After speaking, Li Tianshan hurriedly covered his mouth and secretly glanced at the crowd with his spare eyes.

The crowd did not pay attention to Li Tianshan, but instead focused on Jin Dezhi's calligraphy works.

Although the crowd did not know calligraphy, the majestic atmosphere contained in Jin Dezhi's calligraphy works made them have an urge to bow and worship.

"It's so well written!" the crowd was almost exactly the same as Li Tianshan, and couldn't help but say this.

However, Jin Dezhi didn't pay attention to the crowd at all, but hurriedly picked up his calligraphy work, and then hurriedly walked to Yang Fan's side in three steps.

Like a primary school student asking a teacher, he asked carefully, "Teacher Yang, look, how is my writing?"

Yang Fan looked calm, nodded, and said: "The strength on your wrist is not enough, and the emotions in your heart are still a little depressed, you add three more points of strength, relax your mind, release your emotions, and you will go further." ”

Yang Fan didn't say much until he clicked.

Jin Dezhi was like an enlightenment, and he realized in his heart that when he wrote just now, he did have a trace of awkwardness and discomfort, and after Yang Fan's mention, Jin Dezhi finally understood.

"Thank you, Master Yang, for your advice. Jin Dezhi was overjoyed and stepped aside with his calligraphy work.

And the crowd's gaze at Yang Fan became more and more solemn, before, when Xiao Xinyan solved the world's problems, he was respectful to Yang Fan, and now, this peak calligraphy master is also so respectful to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's identity was suddenly suspicious, and no matter how stupid the crowd was, they didn't dare to see Yang Fan as an ordinary high school student.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the top calligrapher in China would deign to be a teacher in Binhai Middle School, which is a bit surprising. In the museum, Li Tianshan forced a smile on his face and laughed dryly.

Li Tianshan wanted to try his best to raise Jin Dezhi's identity, so that he would not be so ashamed to lose.

However, Jin Dezhi shook his head and said: "I'm just a temporary teacher in a calligraphy interest class at Binhai Middle School, and I only have one class a week, so I really want to take classes at Binhai Middle School every day." ”

"I'm struggling to become a teacher at Marina Middle School. ”

Saying that, Jin Dezhi also straightened his chest, but the crowd was speechless, dumbfounded, as if petrified, they never expected that Jin Dezhi, such a peak of calligraphy attainments, was just a temporary teacher of a calligraphy interest class in Binhai Middle School!

Thinking about it carefully, the crowd's gaze at Yang Fan and the others became more and more solemn, Binhai Middle School, what kind of school is it?

Bang!

However, just as the crowd was thinking, John Mailey suddenly became short of breath and his eyes exploded, and then, John Mairy's eyes rolled and he fainted on the ground.

"FUCK, Miri, wake up!" LeBlanguera looked panicked, hurriedly picked up John Mairy, and shouted hoarsely, "Ambulance!

Thank you for the reward of [Sword の天], thank you!!!!!

(End of chapter)