Han Shuyan's apprentice, that is, the level 5 evolutionary, is called Bai Qiuheng.

He's in the limelight today.

The people who came to participate today are not bad. Some have even held their own calligraphy exhibitions.

There are many old people in their fifties and sixties, and their level skills are very good.

But even so, Bai Qiuheng won the first place in the preliminaries, semi-finals and finals, and won the championship with an absolute advantage.

The level of his calligraphy amazed everyone present.

The evaluation given by the host is: "Mr. Bai Qiuheng's calligraphy is flickering and majestic, like the water of the Yellow River; Suddenly, it lingers and sorrows, like a spring in the mountains. The variety is so rich that it's dizzying. Winning today's championship is well deserved. ”

When the people below heard this, they said:

"It is worthy of being Mr. Shuyan's high apprentice, this level is high!"

"If you look at this poem of his, twenty-eight characters, each of which has at least one superb calligraphy skill. I don't think I'll be able to learn it in my life. ”

"I don't know if I don't look at it, but when I look at it, I realize that there are so many skills and variations in calligraphy. I used to learn it for nothing. ”

"In my opinion, with Bai Qiuheng's calligraphy level, a word can be sold for at least two thousand, and this poem can be sold for fifty-six thousand."

"This is already very high, you know, even Mr. Wang Molin, a poem like this is more than 200,000 and nearly 300,000. It is amazing that a young man's calligraphy can reach such a high price. ”

Someone said this, and immediately said on the spot: "Mr. Bai Qiuheng, can you sell this pair of characters to me, I will pay 60,000 yuan." ”

"I'll give sixty-five thousand!"

"I'll give 70,000!"

The host exclaimed: "This is the first time that someone wants to buy words on the spot in the calligraphy competition, and they pay such a high price!" ”

Bai Qiuheng's face was pale, and he said: "Of course you can sell it, and I will donate all the money from the sale to the Hope Project." ”

"Wow-"

The applause below suddenly rang out enthusiastically.

"It is worthy of being Mr. Han Shuyan's high apprentice, and he has nothing to say about his books and character."

"With this character, it would be unreasonable if you didn't win the championship."

"I've always been a picky person, but I really have nothing to say to Mr. Bai Qiuheng."

……

The calligraphers on the judges' table also said to Han Shuyan: "Mr. Shuyan is really a master and a master." ”

"To learn calligraphy, you must first learn to be a person. Mr. Shuyan did the best job at this, and his apprentice did a very good job as well. ”

"Bai Qiuheng really completely inherited Mr. Shuyan's books and character."

Han Shuyan bowed his hand to the judges one by one and said: "Everyone is so polite, we who study books should never turn a blind ear to what is going on outside the window." Rather, it is necessary to have a grateful heart and a heart to give back to the world. Otherwise, no matter how good the calligraphy is, what is the use of bad character? Mr. Merlin, don't you say? ”

Wang Molin's expression froze, a little embarrassed.

Han Shuyan's apprentice was in the limelight, but his apprentice could only stand behind him, how could this not embarrass him?

If it was someone else, it would be fine, but it was Han Shuyan.

Especially Han Shuyan stabbed him from time to time, which made him even more angry.

But he thinks that Lin Yicai has only studied for more than 20 days, and his calligraphy level is far from reaching Bai Qiuheng's level, and even if he participates, he will only be embarrassed.

So he had to endure it.

Coincidentally, at this time, the host said: "Now we have invited Mr. Wang Molin, our first famous calligrapher and painter in China, to present awards to the champion." ”

Wang Molin's eyebrows moved slightly, and his face turned a little red.

Maybe others think it's nothing.

But Wang Molin and Han Shuyan have been fighting for so many years, and now let him present awards to Han Shuyan's disciples, isn't this letting him slap himself in the face?

Han Shuyan also stabbed Wang Molin in a timely manner: "Mr. Molin, my unsuccessful apprentice, it is a great honor for you to present the award." ”

The subtext of this sentence is: My apprentice won the championship, and in my eyes, he is not a master, Mr. Merlin, your disciple, is not even as good as a failure.

Wang Molin's face turned from red to blue, and he wanted to get up, but if he really went to present the award, how could he stand it in his heart?

Zuo Yiran hurriedly helped Wang Molin and asked, "Teacher, what's wrong with you?" ”

Wang Molin said: "It's okay, it's okay......"

Saying that, with Zuo Yiran's support, he slowly stood up and walked slowly to the stage.

After all, more than 1,000 people present were watching.

Wang Molin could only sigh secretly, today he lost to Han Shuyan, and he lost completely.

Lin Yi looked at Wang Molin's back, and felt a little unbearable.

He took a few steps forward and supported Wang Molin, but in fact, he secretly pulled Wang Molin and didn't let him continue to walk on the stage. Then he said to the host on the stage: "Mr. Merlin is not feeling well, please let someone else present the award." ”

As he spoke, he helped Wang Molin and sat back in his seat.

On the stage, the host was a little regretful and said, "Then ask Mr. Han Shuyan to present the award to his beloved apprentice." Master presented awards to our disciples, which was the first time in our calligraphy competition......"

Han Shuyan smiled and said to Wang Molin next to him: "Mr. Molin, you have to take care of your body." ”

With a smile on his face, he went up and presented Bai Qiuheng with an award.

The host naturally handed the microphone to Bai Qiuheng and asked him to say a few words of acceptance speech.

Bai Qiuheng didn't say anything about the acceptance speech, but his eyes fell directly on Lin Yi, pointed at Lin Yi and said, "You may not know that this is Mr. Merlin's closed disciple." If you want to come to Mr. Merlin's closed disciples, you must also have the ability. Today is a calligraphy competition, and I thought I would be able to exchange ideas with him. It's just a pity that he didn't compete. Why don't we take this last chance to have a conversation. ”

Originally, he had already won the championship, so there was no need to pay attention to Lin Yi.

But Lin Yi had just stopped Wang Molin from making a fool of himself, and Zuo Yiran, who was so beautiful in his opinion, had been following Lin Yi. This made him unhappy, so he planned to challenge Lin Yi so that he could make a fool of himself in public.

Everyone also heard a few days ago that Wang Molin had accepted closed disciples, and they were all curious.

Now that they have the opportunity to see the calligraphy of Wang Molin's closed disciples, they naturally applaud.

Han Shuyan had long known that Wang Molin's closed disciple was a young man with no calligraphy skills. Even if you are a person with high talent, what can you learn in more than 20 days? The dot paintings are not good at writing, and the structure of the frame may not be able to be written well.

But with such an opportunity, he naturally wanted to stimulate Wang Molin.

"Mr. Merlin, let your senior apprentice go up and communicate with my unsuccessful apprentice, and let my unsuccessful apprentice also learn and learn."

Wang Molin's hand trembled obviously.

He knew that he was going to lose to Han Shuyan today, but he didn't expect to lose so badly.

Han Shuyan and his apprentices are simply too deceitful.

But he didn't have any room for resistance, who let Lin Yicai only study for about 20 days.

He was angry in his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

Zuo Yizheng is also in a hurry.

At this time, Lin Yi finally spoke: "Let's have a competition?" All right. ”