"Why?" Wu Yubin said with a look in his eyes.

"Because I don't need to get started, this painting is too familiar to me." Dong Tianyue said lightly.

"What do you mean?" Wu Yubin was a little confused.

"Because he's out of my own hand!" As soon as Dong Tianyue's words came out, everyone was surprised. How did this painting come from his hand? What does that mean?

"Pull it down! You're saying you wrote it? Hehe, I know your handwriting is good, but you can't brag, I don't believe you're better than Master Qigong? By your hand? Pull it down! Wu Yubin shook his head disdainfully, and immediately looked at everyone laughing maniacally, except for Lou Wei'er who smiled stiffly, everyone else was watching to see what Dong Tianyue said next.

"I'm not bragging, and you're mistaken. I'm not referring to the fact that I wrote it, but that I gave it to a friend. He was lost in a hotel during a trip and never found it. As for how I got this painting, I have no comment. However, this painting is indeed just a copy. That said, the painting is also quite collectible. I asked a master to identify it.

The paper of this painting is made of Shengxuan tile customized by Rong Bao Zhai of the Republic of China, the decorative painting scrolls on both sides are blue and white porcelain of the Qing Dynasty, the ink is made of Hu Kaiwen's 'Dragon and Phoenix Xiangwu' pine smoke ingot ink, and the ink is made of Xilin ink. If you don't believe it, open the back of this word, there is a watermark in the lower right corner of three inches, which can be seen with a 40x magnifying glass. You can see if the watermark says 'This is an imitation'. ”

What Dong Tianyue said seemed to be true. Only then did everyone believe that Dong Tianyue's previous words were not nonsense. Not only can he tell the source of the ink, paper, and printing of the letter, but he can also emphasize the watermark on the back of the scroll. Not to mention the back, he didn't even look at the front, and he could know that there was a watermark on the back, so it must be that this painting is familiar and can't be more familiar.

In fact, this painting was written by Dong Tianyue himself, which is one of his more proud imitations, but he can't say it stupidly. First, people don't believe it, and second, it's not good to expose their ghost skills too early.

Wu Yubin was stunned, damn, Lao Tzu didn't believe that there was a watermark on the back of the painting, that was really evil! He walked out a few steps trembling all over, walked to the stunned old man Qilin and borrowed a magnifying glass, and then turned over the back of the scroll, the magnifying glass in his hand trembled badly, bent down to shine, and prayed not to see any unlucky watermarks! However, he really saw a watermark on the back of the painting, a thumb-sized watermark, written with the words "This is an imitation". Several pairs of eyes stared, Wu Yubin couldn't hide it, Gui Yumeng's eyes were sharp, and he immediately exclaimed: "It's a watermark!" ”。

"Where?" Jing'er also gathered around.

Gui Yumeng also took out his magnifying glass, enlarged the words "this is an imitation" and said to Jing'er: "Oh my God, there are really four words 'this is an imitation'!" ”

Seeing these four words, Wu Yubin felt very dazzling, and even felt that today was a ghost! But he didn't give up, and said to Dong Tianyue: "This watermark is a bit evil, someone must have framed me!" And I don't believe that there is anyone in the world who has such a high standard and can imitate such a similarity? ”

The evidence is ironclad, Wu Yubin still wants to quibble, he is really like a leper dog, and he doesn't even have the heart to at least be willing to gamble and lose. How narrow-minded is this child? Dong Tianyue really felt sorry for him. Dong Tianyue sighed and said, "There's a watermark there, you still don't believe it?" Are you so sure that no one in the world can make a copy of this painting? Senior class leader, you read the books of sages in vain, but you don't know that there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world? Let me tell you, there are still capable people in the world, such as Zhang Daqian, who once imitated Shi Tao's paintings and deceived Huang Binhong, this work can be called a ghost skill! Huang Binhong is a generation of everyone, but he also has times when he is eye-catching. It's not that Huang Lao's artistic accomplishment is not high, but that Zhang Daqian's imitation is too similar! Therefore, the calligraphy and painting circles all say that it takes 500 years to produce a Zhang Daqian. ”

There are evidences and allusions, now Wu Yubin has nothing to say, right? That's basically the case, but Wu Yubin still can't accept it. I bought a pair of words for 50,000 yuan, and I asked a professional to appraise it, and it is a proper and authentic handiwork! I wanted to rely on it to show my face at the goddess's birthday banquet, but I didn't expect it to be such a result.

"Anyway, no, you said that the imitation is yes? So who do you say imitated? Wu Yubin still can't afford to lose, and wants to be dying, but now he has to be cheeky and play tricks. Wu Yubin felt that as long as you can't tell who the imitator is, I will say that it is the real thing! Originally, Wu Yubin's gambling was not so bad, but he really couldn't get off the stage in today's scene, so he had to fight Dong Tianyue to the end.

"Well, it doesn't seem like you're going to give up, you're going to give up, are you? I wanted to save you a little face. You forced me to do this. Dong Tianyue said helplessly.

"Hehe, up? Or scare me? You think I'm scared, just say it! Wu Yubin pretended to be a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water.

"Okay, I don't know who imitated it, but don't talk about the master who imitated it, even I can imitate it. Jing'er, do you have a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?

"You're going to... Copy? Oh, yes, my dad just gave me a set as a gift, I'll get it. Jing'er said cheerfully. As she spoke, she hurried out into the inner room.

"How embarrassing is that?" Dong Tianyue scratched his head at Jing'er's back and said.

"It's fine. I also want to see the demeanor of our great talents! Jing'er smiled back, cute and charming. Dong Tianyue was stunned.

Wu Yubin was shocked,, does he want to copy? Everyone was also shocked, Dong Tianyue was able to open such a sea mouth, presumably the copying skills were already quite popular, and look at how many catties and taels he had! Among the shocked eyes of everyone, there was a gentle and excited gaze looking at Dong, that was Gui Yumeng. She had never seen Dong Tianyue's Mobao, and said in her heart: Could it be that Dong Tianyue's ability is not only for identification?

When Jing'er took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and brought it to the table, Old Man Huo joked: "You kid is so blessed!" I specially entrusted someone to bring this to Jing'er, but you used it first? ”

"Hehe, isn't this a game? I'll give one back to Jing'er another day. Dong Tianyue said with a smile.

"Hey, these are all boutique stationery supplies! Are you sure you can afford it? Wu Yubin glanced at Dong Tianyue with contempt, and then said to Jing'er with a smile: "Hehe, Jing'er, I'll give you a set of Rong Bao Zhai another day!" ”

"Forget it, we've already made everyone break the bill today, let's take a look at Dong Tianyue's copy." Jing'er said euphemistically.

Dong Tianyue rolled the paper on the table and unfolded it, then dripped some tea in the inkstone, put the old ink in it, and began to grind the ink with a long grinding tool in his hand. After a while, the scent of ink wafted out.

It is also a coincidence, the ink sent by Mr. Huo is also Hu Kaiwen's old ink, black and shiny; The paper is also tile paper; The pen is a set of wolf howls; The inkstone is the end inkstone of the Republic of China. If this tile paper roll is fully unfolded, it must be twenty or thirty meters, and Dong Tianyue only unfolded a small half roll from one end, about five or six meters, and it is enough to write such a small paragraph.

When he picked up the wolf howl soft pen, Wu Yubin's eyes were wide open, the nerves in his brain were tense, and his eyeballs were protruding, like a gong. Gui Yumeng and Jing'er were leaning close together, pumping each other with their arms on their arms, and their intuition was short of breath, and there was suddenly an indescribable tension in the air. Looking at so many pairs of eyes staring at him like an examiner, Dong Tianyue looked up, not to mention, he was really a little nervous, if he hadn't practiced thousands of times, the hand holding the pen might still tremble.

"Whew!"

Finally, Dong Tianyue took a deep breath and wrote with a pen, everyone's eyes widened and they watched carefully. I saw that Dong Tianyue's stroke was just three words, and before everyone could react, the three cursive scripts of "Pipa Xing" had been written! Immediately, the brush in Dong Tianyue's hand was like a dragon passing through the clouds, and the speed of writing was amazing! Everyone was completely shocked, such a fast cursive life is rare! And every stroke is so imposing, strong, and powerful through the back of the paper!

The poem says:

"Pipa Xing":

Xunyang Jiangtou night send-off, maple leaves and flowers in autumn......

When Dong Tianyue wrote down the three words "Pipa Xing", Wu Yubin's face turned dark, and he looked like him! The shocked eyes of everyone hit him even more hatefully! People are saying, it's exactly the same! Subsequently, Dong Tianyue's pen walked the dragon and snake, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and he wrote five or six meters in a moment, the speed was as fast as a meteor, and his eyes didn't have time to look at the last word, and Dong Tianyue wrote the next word again! I even accidentally blinked, and I had already written five or six words!

During the whole writing process, the field was quiet, only the rustle of the tip of the pen touching the paper, and the rapid breathing of Gui Yumeng and Jing'er. Dong Tianyue wrote faster and faster, Jing'er and Gui Yumeng's chests rose and fell, the peaks trembled, and they felt that their little hearts were about to explode!

At this time, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Dong Tianyue, and it seemed to have a hint of respect, this Nima was simply possessed by Qigong! This edge, this strength, this charm! Jing'er and Gui Yumeng glanced at each other, and for the first time, they were completely impressed by Dong Tianyue's talent!

Every time Dong Tianyue wrote a word, Wu Yubin's heart chuckled, and then he turned back to compare the same word with him, it was too similar, and his heart was full of colic. When Dong Tianyue copied five or six meters and wrote, "Noisy and miscellaneous, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate", Wu Yubin felt that a pearl was smashing his heart, smashing into a bloody forest!

"Stop, stop, stop writing!" Wu Yubin finally couldn't stand it, covered his heart and bent over and gasped, and if he wrote it down, his heart would not be able to stand the pressure, and the blood vessels would rupture!

Wu Yubin has always been jealous of Dong Tianyue's reputation as a "ghost talent", and deceived himself into thinking that it must be a waste of fame, but he never thought that Dong Tianyue was really a "ghost talent"! No wonder Dong Tianyue never took calligraphy classes, not only because the calligraphy teacher had chased Jing'er, but also for this reason!

"Stop, stop! Please, don't write it! Wu Yubin felt that his chest was blocked, as if he had been cut by a stone, and he was about to vomit blood when he held it in one breath!

Dong Tianyue's momentum is like a rainbow, he never stopped after he came out of the pen, but when he saw Wu Yubin begging him in such pain, he couldn't bear to write again, his wrist was in the air, and he stopped the pen and said, "Are you okay?" I'm not done yet. ”

"Damn, you still want to finish writing, do you want me to die? Every time you write a word, my heart chuckles, it's overloaded, and if you finish writing, my heart will probably burst! Wu Yubin gasped.

Everyone was stunned, not only Wu Yubin, but even Jing'er and Gui Yumeng were flushed, and their heartbeats were as fast as running 100 meters. Old Man Huo flashed behind his baby daughter and injected a trace of true qi into her and Gui Yumeng's backs, which relieved their pain!

The two sons and sons of the Qilin were also shocked, the true qi in the dantian actually ran on its own, this fucking writing is still so imposing, it's really fucking alive today!

How did they know that Dong Tianyue had copied this pair of "Pipa Xing" thousands of times? What's even more commendable is that Dong Tianyue has comprehended the essence of cursive writing, with the inner strength of the pen, between writing, a compelling air pressure is natural, if you follow the tip of his pen, it will inevitably lead to poor meridians in the body, breath disorder, rapid heartbeat, very powerful!

Dong Tianyue wrote that he was interested, forgetting that his current copying skills are close to the level of "ghost hands", coupled with his talent and intelligence, coupled with the strength of Wing Chun, ordinary people who watch him copy may be injured by an invisible air pressure. Fortunately, with Old Man Huo, Jing'er and Gui Yumeng's faces have returned to normal. Young Master Liu, the others didn't dare to take a closer look for a long time, and ran away panting.

Seeing that Wu Yubin's qi and blood were not smooth, he was about to vomit blood, Dong Tianyue read it to his classmates, restrained his gesture, and only then did he pick up Wu's half life.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect our senior squad leader to be a person with Dong Zi, do you believe that it is a high imitation now? Dong Tianyue put away the wolf howl pen and laughed.

Wu Yubin is just panting like a dog, so can he still speak?

"Do you want to see the truncated inscription?" Dong Tianyue blinked and continued.

Jing'er They really wanted to see it, and nodded "mmmm", but unfortunately some people objected. Wu Yubin hunched over and panted, waved his hand, and said breathlessly: "Don't show off your skills anymore!" Am I still convinced? Don't get complacent too early, I'll lose, and Brother Kirin! Isn't it, Brother Kirin? ”;