At this time, it has been a while since I started to write calligraphy, and there are many painting tables on the spot, so many people have already finished writing and are circulating and appreciating each other.

Therefore, when they saw Li Yi coming all the way from outside the garden to the painting table, they couldn't help but blink their eyes curiously, who provoked him? Is this going to write or are you going to fight with people?

In the crowd, Zhong Haoqing also frowned curiously, Li Yi in this state seems to have never seen it, the little guy seems to be so wronged and bullied?

Li Yi knew that everyone was looking at him, but the resentment in his heart made him not care about these at all. Without squinting, he walked to a drawing table, stood still, picked up a bucket in his hand, dipped it in thick ink, and without thinking about it, he pressed it on the four-foot-sized piece of rice paper in front of him.

This move, even if the love is in the midst of fierce fluctuations, even if it is angry, but some things that have been deep in the bones, such as many days of hard training and the inexplicable good coordination, are still shown without omission.

And the onlookers were just a group of experts who specialized in this way, so some people praised it softly at that time, amazing! This young boy has a bit of roots!

is really powerful, full of a kind of indescribable and unclear feelings, Li Yi's first stroke is a heavy pen that violates common sense. Originally, there was a lot of ink in the bucket, and he seemed to want to express all the resentment in his heart, so after the word "wind" was straight down, it was like a sharp sword, almost piercing the paper, and then directly stabbing into people's hearts!

"What a fierce stroke!"

There was a slight gasp beside Li Yi's side, although he was writing at the moment, these people could see that his pen meaning was not in line with today's theme at all, but a good word is a good word, and these old guys would not go in to ignore their conscience for a post-school experience.

In addition, at this time, some people had already noticed Li Yi's shelf, and naturally they were taken aback just like Liu Lao and Huang Lao did when they first met just now.

But how can this word be so fierce? Wouldn't it be too excited, the writing was bad, right?

Li Yi also realized at this time that his first stroke was indeed bad.

But what if the writing is broken? That's how he writes, not only for the first stroke, but also for the rest of the pen!

The first pen is fierce, so it's better to be fierce to the end! Moreover, it seems that only in this way can the resentment in his heart be expressed.

As for what party, what artistic conception, what does it have to do with him? He's just a hairy kid who has just joined the Calligraphy Association, it's a big deal, the certificate is still for you?!

"The wind and dust are gone, and the flowers are exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night."

You don't need to comb it, some people comb it for you when you make up your bridal makeup, and you can comb it for four or five hours with one comb, combing you to death!

"Things are people, and everything is resting, and tears flow first if you want to speak."

Shed a hairy tear, Lao Tzu's manly husband has no wife, they invited me to see the Ya Butterfly I haven't had time to go, so how many sisters do I have?

But also, being a groom every night, opening your eyes every day is really wrong, but even tears should be because of the kind of happiness that only men can experience, right? Or, is it like a big white prostitution, because there are too many sisters, I can't take care of them, and I cry in a hurry?

"I heard that Sungai Spring is still good, and I also plan to go on a light boat. I am only afraid that the Shuangxi boat will not be able to carry a lot of worries. ”

yes, why do you suddenly feel a little worried? Where does that faint feeling of sadness, distease, loneliness, and loss of happiness come from?

Suddenly it's gone.,That's how it feels.,So,Since you can't carry it.,Let it sink! Sink into the water, sink to the bottom of the stream, sink to the endless abyss, and never salvage again!

The tip of the pen is heavy, and the last point of the heart word represents the kind of inexplicable unreasonable and unreasonable qiē all sunk, since this flower has ended, then wait for the flower!

Li Yi shook his wrist suddenly, hid his head, put away his pen, and then slowly exhaled a long breath.

I was about to see the effect of the whole picture, when I suddenly felt a faint feeling of soreness in my right arm, and I couldn't help but be slightly surprised, how much strength did he use, could it be that even the table was poked into a big hole?

"Huh? This ......"

Looking at Li Yi's thick ink and heavy brush, the sabre-rattling "Wuling Chun", several old gentlemen around were stunned.

This picture is obviously arrogant from beginning to end, and the feeling of being arrogant and unreasonable is extremely clear and strong, but why do they want to deny this feeling in their hearts?

Zhong Haoqing and Wang Bingqian squeezed in through the cracks, but as soon as they saw this letter, Zhong Haoqing's brows wrinkled, but Wang Bingqian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed Li Yi's hand,

"Xiao Li, I have something I want to discuss with you, can you give me this painting? Well, it's best to add a sentence in the place where the payment is made, send Wang to a certain person on a certain day, a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day......"

Before Wang Bingqian finished speaking, an old man with white hair was not happy,

"Hey, come first and come first, we haven't opened our mouths in front of us at the beginning, why do you cut the queue casually?"

"I'm the president!"

"The president can't abuse his power! Xiao Li, I used the "Qinyuan Spring" I wrote last year to exchange with you, that is my most proud work in recent years, he, is this cheeky president, I haven't given it to him for a long time! ”

Li Yi blinked, a little unclear. To be honest, although this painting looks weird, it feels really good to him. But no matter how good it is, it shouldn't be so good that two people are rushing to what they want, right?

He knows his own level, although he was stimulated this time, a little over-level, but this character is definitely not good enough to go beyond common sense, and these onlookers are afraid that all levels will be above him, so, why?

Not only do they want to rob, but they are also willing to exchange their proud work for him!

Soon, another old gentleman joined the competition for this painting, and even threatened to exchange it for his own two proud works, which couldn't help but make Li Yi speechless for a while, it seems that they are preparing to kill?

Unlike those happy old guys, Zhong Haoqing's brows have been tightly locked.

She majored in gongbi painting, although she has also practiced calligraphy, although it is not bad, but compared to the few who are arguing and shouting, it is indeed slightly weaker, so she has always just felt that Li Yi's words are not easy to describe.

It looks weird, you say okay, it's just like that, but if it's not good, there always seems to be a voice in her heart refuting her, why is there such a strange feeling?

Looking at it, the corners of her mouth provoked a smile. It doesn't matter what they're fighting for, whether she understands what is worth fighting for in this painting, anyway, Li Yi is her disciple, with her, they want to take advantage of Li Yi, no way!

Besides, she doesn't understand, there is another one in her family, and that person's work is not weaker than that of these old guys!

Seeing that the handwriting was almost dry, Zhong Haoqing gave Li Yi a look, cleaned up, and left!

Li Yi nodded knowingly, picked up the paper and blew it, then stretched out his arm and took a painting tube from the table next door. Put it away first, go home and study it slowly, and see what the hell you guys are grabbing!

A few old guys saw that Li Yi had put the words away, and they were waiting to say more, but suddenly turned their heads and saw Zhong Haoqing's expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, they couldn't help but roll their eyes, and they were excited, forgetting that there is still a god here!

"It's scattered, it's all gone, it's time to start barbecuing!"

Wang Bingqian looked at the people who were talking and dispersed, glanced at Zhong Haoqing with a wry smile, and pulled Li Yi aside,

"Don't worry, it's not this picture, it's something else...... Is it something else, why don't you hear about it too? ”

Zhong Haoqing snorted coldly, took the painting tube from Li Yi's hand, and walked towards the barbecue grill. Li Yi touched his head curiously, if it wasn't this painting, did he still want him to write another one? That's going to be Saorui, it's not that he doesn't want to write for him, he really can't write it.

"Xiao Li, are you busy in May?"

Li Yi was stunned for a moment, this question was asked, there was no head and no brain......

He thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was really nothing important in May, and he was going to leave in two days on the Vietnamese side, and then stay for a week at most, and return at the beginning of May at the latest.

However, since he came back from the Appraiser Guild and learned about the fall of another unlucky guy who was likely to also have special abilities, he had a sense of crisis in his heart, which had gradually become more at ease. He plans to go around as long as he is free in the future, gambling on stones, appreciating treasures, accumulating wealth and collecting more treasures by the way, no matter what, as a person with extraordinary abilities, he will not leave his son less than Wang Haoqing's guy left to his daughter!

But this one doesn't seem to be in a particularly hurry......

"It's good that there is nothing important, in mid to late May, our calligraphy association has an event at Yenching University, which is organized by their school's calligraphy association, and we are assisting to prepare for a calligraphy competition for college students......

Wang Bingqian talked for a long time, and Li Yi figured out one thing, two weekends in mid-to-late May, he was only afraid that he would be arrested, one weekend to do pre-competition guidance, and the other to be a judge of the competition.

"You see, we're all old men here, and the youngest of them is in his forties. I can't communicate with them in many places with those young people, and now that I finally have a young calligrapher like you, of course I have to put some burden on you! ”

Seeing Li Yi nodding with a wry smile, the old gentleman patted him on the shoulder vigorously,

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