"Teacher Yang, our island country attaches great importance to talents, and calligraphy masters like you will be admired by thousands of people when they come to our island country. Shenmu Ming put his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over the crowd, and he sneered: "If you were in my island country, you would never do anything to tear up the master's calligraphy work." ”

"Teacher Yang, since I lost to you, then I will return to the island country. Shenmu Ming's voice paused, and he continued: "Teacher Yang, if you want to come to the island country, remember to inform me, I will sweep the couch to greet you." ”

Shenmu Ming made a big move and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"

After speaking, Shenmu Ming was escorted by a group of bodyguards, squeezed out of the crowd and sat on his extended Lincoln.

Buzzing!

With a sound of the throttle, Shenmu Ming had disappeared.

However, the reporters turned their heads one after another and looked at a group of famous calligraphers such as Jin Dezhi and Qi Wang.

Just now, the reporters saw with their own eyes that Jin Dezhi, Qi Wangwang and others picked up a large pile of shredded paper from the ground, and only then did they spell out the word "emperor".

In other words, before they came, someone must have torn up the word "emperor" and torn up Mr. Yang's calligraphy works!

Thinking of this, the reporters were excited, big news, this is definitely a big news!

"Mr. Jin Dezhi, may I ask who tore up Mr. Yang's calligraphy works?"

"Master Qi, do you know who tore up Teacher Yang's calligraphy work?"

……

A large group of reporters carried cameras and surrounded Jin Dezhi, Qi Wangwang and others, asking about the cause and effect.

Qi Wang's face turned blue and purple when he was asked, as if he was constipated.

However, Jin Dezhi put his hands behind his back, a sneer hooked at the corner of his mouth, and responded generously: "Whoever tore up Mr. Yang's work, who doesn't have points in the letter?!"

Jin Dezhi said as he glanced at Qi Wang.

Although Jin Dezhi's action was very subtle, it was hidden under the camera in the reporter's hand, and the reporters turned their attention to Qi Wang.

"Master Qi, could it be that you tore up Mr. Yang's calligraphy works?" The reporters pointed all their cameras at Qi Wang, and more than a dozen microphones were all placed in front of Qi Wang's mouth, waiting for Qi Wang's answer.

Qi Wang's fist clenched hard, gritted his teeth, and glanced at Shi Kaiming viciously, and then said, "Yes, I tore up Teacher Yang's calligraphy work!"

The crowd present saw Qi Wangwang tearing up Yang Fan's calligraphy works with their own eyes, and it was useless for Qi Wangwang to quibble, so Qi Wangwang simply confessed directly.

Click!

In the whole scene, only the sound of cameras recording and taking pictures remained.

After a while, the reporters hurriedly asked: "Master Qi, you are also a famous calligrapher in Huaguo, it stands to reason that you should love excellent works, but why do you want to tear up Mr. Yang's calligraphy works?"

The reporters chased after each other, constantly asking Qi Wang all kinds of questions.

The corners of Qi Wang's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I made a bet with Teacher Yang to have a calligraphy competition, and the winner can tear up the calligraphy work of the loser." ”

"In the end, I won, so I tore up Mr. Yang's calligraphy work. ”

Qi Wang didn't hide anything, and he said everything about 1510.

"Oh, Master Qi, as far as I know, your calligraphy works should be far worse than Teacher Yang's calligraphy works, how can you win Teacher Yang? Who are the judges?" Among the reporters, there are also people who know calligraphy, and they have also seen Qi Wang's calligraphy works, although Qi Wang's calligraphy works are good, but compared with Yang Fan's calligraphy works, they are still much worse.

Moreover, if Qi was expected to really be able to defeat Yang Fan with his strength, they would not have done anything to find scraps of paper and put together Yang Fan's calligraphy works just now.

"Master Qi, may I ask which judge without long eyes said that you write better than Teacher Yang?" the reporters' questions became more and more sharp, and they did not have any scruples.

Qi Wang's brows furrowed, and he glanced at the crowd participating in the calligraphy exchange meeting with his eyes, and then said, "The judges are the audience. ”

Hearing this, the reporters carried the camera, turned around, pointed the camera at the audience, and said: "This group of viewers can't all be calligraphy idiots, right?

The reporters shook their heads, stepped into the crowd, and interviewed a few random audience members: "This audience, may I ask what was your motivation for voting for Master Qi at that time?"

"This viewer, why did you vote for Master Qi?"

……

The reporters' questions made the crowd's faces turn red and they lowered their heads in shame.

At the same time, the reporters' live broadcast was transmitted to every household in China via satellite.

And the news that Teacher Yang and Teacher Yang were treated unfairly and his calligraphy works were torn up in public also spread all over the streets and alleys of China.

In a small town in southern China, on the thirtieth floor, an old man with reading glasses looked at his TV, his white eyebrows furrowed tightly.

"Isn't this my son?!He actually became a public judge?!He also chose Qi Wang?!"

"Accomplice! This fool is an accomplice! Labor and management took the coffin book to teach him calligraphy, and he couldn't tell who could write well! He actually chose Qi Wang, and let Qi Wang tear up Teacher Yang's calligraphy work!"

The old man sat on the sofa, his face flushed with anger, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Look at the labor and management don't scold you to death today!" The old man took out his mobile phone angrily and dialed a phone number.

In a brick house in a remote rural area in northern China, a middle-aged man with black-rimmed eyes sits in a brick house.

The middle-aged man was drinking tea while watching the TV and muttering to himself, "Isn't this my student?

"He actually chose Qi Wang's calligraphy works?!"

"Have I taught him calligraphy for so many years?!Who writes well, doesn't he have long eyes?!He even let Qi Wang tear up Teacher Yang's calligraphy works, and his conscience was eaten by dogs?!"

The middle-aged man was talking to himself, his arm trembling with anger, and he spilled all the tea in the cup.

"This idiot! I have learned calligraphy for more than ten years!" the middle-aged man cursed as he took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number.

A similar scene also happened in all corners of China.

In Xiangjiang City, on Xiangjiang Square, reporters are still asking questions from the crowd.

Doodle~

At this time, there were suddenly all kinds of noisy mobile phone ringtones in Xiangjiang Square.

The crowd looked dazed and took out their mobile phones.