Soon, someone brought up all the four treasures of the study, and set up a table on the high platform in front of the guests.

Lin Xi looked at the girl and didn't like it: "Since you said so, then give you a chance, you come up and write." ”

Xiu Yu became popular all of a sudden.

"It's fine." Ying Zijin's hand pressed on her shoulder, motioning for her not to move.

He got up and walked up.

Seeing this scene, the students in the audience were agitated.

I stood up one by one, I couldn't wait to go on stage to see it, I was quite excited, and the words "do things" were written on the door of my head.

Jiang Ran calmed down some of the riotous internal energy in his body, and suppressed his irritability: "Her hand hurts so much, what words can she write?" ”

Isn't it necessary to protect the writing hand?

"I haven't seen it either, but Daddy Ying must know everything."

“……”

Jiang Ran felt that he couldn't refute this.

Because he has been in autism for a while.

He had to be patient and look up at the stage.

On the other side, Zhong Zhiwan frowned, very confused.

She couldn't understand at all that Ying Zijin dared to go up even after admitting cheating.

She is in the same division as Lin Xi, so she naturally knows Lin Xi's temper.

Lin Xi usually treats people gently, but when it comes to academic matters, she is very strict, and even she has been reprimanded several times.

Ying Zijin bumped directly into Lin Xi this time, and he didn't want to take half a step into the art world in the future.

Wealthy families are in line with the art world, if this kind of thing happens, will Mr. Zhong still favor an adopted daughter who offends the art world?

Ying Zijin glanced at the inkstone and found that the ink had also been polished for her, which saved trouble.

She lifted her chin and pointed to the scroll, "How much is this word worth?" ”

Lin Xi restrained his anger: "At least five million, write your words." ”

Yingzi shook his head: "Well, you remember." ”

She looked down and picked a wolf pen in the pen holder.

The audience before the live broadcast was puzzled.

What does she mean? What does Lin Xi remember? 】

[I don't understand, but she really dares, and her courage is worthy of applause.] 】

[What courage?] If you can't write big characters for a while, it's really embarrassing. 】

Lin Xi watched coldly.

Behind him, the principal looked at the head of the art group: "When has the punishment of expulsion been discussed?" How come I don't know as a principal? ”

"How can such a trivial matter trouble you, Headmaster?" The leader of the art group smiled, "Cheating has also been done on the head of Master Wei Hou, how can you not be expelled?" ”

The headmaster frowned: "There must be something hidden in this matter." ”

"Isn't she writing?" The head of the art group didn't care, "Principal, you can see it in a while, she was originally from the county seat, how else can she ......?"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The barrage of the live broadcast also suddenly stopped.

Because at this time, everyone who paid attention to the platform saw that the girl raised her left hand again and held another wolf pen.

She pressed the rice paper with her paperweight and took a step back, as if to observe something, before leaning down.

In the next second, both pens moved at the same time.

【……】

[Lying in the groove, opening the bow left and right? She's crazy, isn't she? What Lin Xi can't do, how old is she this year? 】

[Sensationalism! Art is insulted by this kind of person! 】

[Photography brother, don't shoot her, shoot her, hurry up, let's see, how unrubbish what she writes. 】

[Don't worry, everyone, when she finishes writing it in a while, she will know what it looks like. 】

Zhong Zhiwan shook his head again, even more disappointed.

The left hand is connected to the right brain, and the right hand is connected to the left brain.

It is even more difficult to write with both hands at the same time and write well.

After all, the nerves of the brain are limited, and without training, it is simply impossible to do it.

The masters of the art world in the guest table were also shocked, but they were far away and could not see what the girl had written.

That is, fifty or sixty seconds, Ying Zijin put down the pen.

"Done?" Lin Xi didn't know what to say, his anger was mixed with sneer, "Writing is the most taboo and anxious, you write so fast, what can you write?" ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward and picked up the piece of rice paper.

When he looked down like this, his expression stiffened in an instant.

The camera followed Lin Xi all the time, clearly magnifying his facial expressions, and even seeing every inch of muscle tremble.

[Lin Xi seems to be shocked, what did he see? 】

[It can't be too ugly, right?] 】

[I'm so curious, let's see what is written.] 】

Lin Xi looked at the words on the rice paper, his pupils contracted violently, and his fingers trembled, it was unbelievable.

A piece of rice paper is divided into two columns.

On one side is the seal script, and on the other side is the regular script.

Two different brushstrokes, and the style is completely opposite.

The pen walks the dragon, and the clouds flow smoothly.

One stroke at a time, three points into the wood.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lin Xi really couldn't believe that this was written by a seventeen-year-old high school student.

Or open the bow left and right, and do it with both hands at the same time.

How is this possible?

Not to mention that this word is extremely atmospheric, as if there is a thunderbolt pouring down from this word, and the momentum is shocking.

Lin Xi felt great pressure, and he almost didn't dare to look directly for too long.

More than ten seconds passed, and he still stood still.

The photographer stepped forward, surprised, and reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Lin, please raise it and aim at the camera." ”

Lin Xi was still stunned, but he also spread out the rice paper.

The two words were printed on the big screen, and they were completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

Zhong Zhiwan was talking to the Minister of Literature and Art with a smile, and then raised his head to look.

Her smile froze, and her brain buzzed: "......"

All the sounds in my ears seemed to disappear at this moment

Once again, the entire venue fell into dead silence.

The barrage stopped for a few seconds, and suddenly exploded.

[, this word ......]

[To be honest, in such a comparison, Wei Hou's pair has indeed become garbage. 】

[Open the bow left and right, in one go, and write two fonts, this is called, right? ] 】

[Is it possible to cheat with such a good handful of words written by others? ] 】

[It's not my conspiracy theory, how can I suspect that someone stole her words?] Deliberately deduct a cheating hat for her again? 】

How hard the mockery was before, how much it rebounded now, especially the audience who has been waiting for a reversal.

[I'm sorry, I really ...... your so-called Boundary Grass Forest Seal I don't like it, and I even hate it. 】

[Isn't he quite proud like that just now? Then let Lin Xi write one on the spot, he is 28, right? 17 people use two hands, why does he have to add two feet, right? 】

[Use both hands and feet? Look at Lin Xi too highly, what do you say Lin Xi sold at the age of 12 worth 500,000 words, but how did I hear that the buyer was his grandfather? 】

[Wow, this is the shady scene! I just heard Ying Zijin ask Lin Xi how much the word "garbage" is worth, Lin Xi said five million, so the one she wrote now is not 10 million, right? 】

[Lin Xi is slapping himself in the face, there is one thing to say, if he communicates with other students in private first, if the student does not repent, it is not too late to report the expulsion, and besides, he is not a teacher of Qingzhi, right? 】

Because there are many students in junior high and high schools, and there are faculty and staff, there are two large screens on both sides of the stage.

The big screen projection is the live broadcast screen, and the participants are teenagers, and the school keeps pace with the times, so naturally the barrage has not been turned off.

The barrage that mocked Ying Zijin before was long gone, and it was all sarcastic that Lin Xi was too arrogant.

Zhong Zhiwan's brain was still buzzing, and he couldn't hear what the people around him were saying at all.

Little by little, the blood on her lips faded, and her face turned pale.

How so?

Can Ying Zijin really write?

Not a lie?

"Mr. Lin, I don't know why you think that Ying is cheating with Master Wei Hou's words." The principal glanced coldly at the head of the art group, "But now that the matter is clear, you have insulted her reputation, should you apologize to classmate Ying?" ”

[Oh, oh, oh, I like this principal, not the kind of person who only focuses on face, and he doesn't climb the flames. 】

[Lin Xi should apologize, fortunately, the little girl has strong psychological endurance, the news of the student jumping off the building a few days ago suffocated me. 】

Lin Xi's body was stiff and embarrassed.

But he didn't apologize, but said: "But this pair of words is indeed Master Wei Hou's." ”

Even if Ying Zijin writes well, it doesn't prove that she didn't steal.

Before the principal could speak again, the president of the Shanghai Art Association suddenly stood up and was shocked: "President Sheng? ”

Ying Zijin turned his head sideways.

I saw a few meters away, Sheng Qingtang was wearing a straw hat and slippers walking towards the guest seat.

The president of the Shanghai Art Association hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "President Sheng, why are you here?" ”

In terms of its status in the art world, Sheng Qingtang is definitely one of the best.

Although he has retired from the Huaguo Calligraphy Art Association, others will still call him President Sheng.

"Let's take a look." Sheng Qingtang waved his hand, "I just happened to be idle today." ”

He won't say that he wants to use his old face to bring back the words "Doctor Ying".

So good words, what art festival to participate in?

He should be framed and hung on the wall to look at every day.

Do these people understand the essence of that word?

He's phew.

But what did he just hear?

Mr. Sheng was furious.

Lin Xi was also taken aback: "Senior Sheng." ”

Sheng Qingtang ignored him, but pointed to the scroll and said word by word: "You said that this character was written by Wei Hou?" ”

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