In Ye Changqing's opinion.

Yan Bingxin's words.

It's a bit mean, but it's not excessive.

First of all.

There is indeed a big problem with this calligraphy.

Secondly.

Wang Mo deliberately left many problems in calligraphy, and was obviously suspected of playing with everyone.

on this.

Ye Changqing, who was born in a scholarly family, was very disdainful.

in his consciousness.

Whether it is piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as a scholar, you should always maintain a humble and cautious attitude.

The so-called "no first" is exactly what it means.

And what Wang Mo is doing now.

Undoubtedly, he thinks that his attainments in calligraphy have reached a peak level.

That's too conceited!

At the same time.

Everyone first looked at Yan Bingxin with complicated expressions, and then turned their heads to look at Wang Mo's calligraphy work.

Really.

Everyone found that what Yan Bingxin said was indeed true.

There is a problem with the layout.

Moreover, there is indeed a coherence between the coming and going, as well as the wind and the moon.

Soon.

While everyone retracted their gaze, they couldn't stop looking at their friends around them, and then turned their heads to look at Yan Bingxin behind them.

What family does this young lady come from, and she has such attainments in calligraphy, why does she look so fresh?

It shouldn't be a certain family in the imperial capital, otherwise with her talent in calligraphy, I'm afraid she would have been famous in the entire imperial capital long ago!

But in the territory of the Great Yan Ancient Kingdom, I have never heard of such a proud woman of the sky?

Could it be from the other three ancient countries?

It's possible!

Right!

That's the only way to explain it!

Then.

Just when everyone was doubting Yan Bingxin's identity, Wang Mo, who was still standing on the high platform with his hands behind his back, finally spoke.

"Little girl, where do you come from?"

Wang Mo frowned slightly, looked at Yan Bingxin fixedly, and said: "A junior like you who has such a talent in calligraphy, the old man is really unheard of, presumably you shouldn't be from a certain family in the imperial capital, right?"

"The old man has never liked to hide it, to tell the truth, the old man wants to accept you as a disciple, and is willing to devote all his life to help you become a generation of calligraphers, and with your talent in this area, the old man can guarantee that the entire Zhongzhou will be difficult to beat in the future. ”

At this moment.

Wang Mo was really tempted.

Although Yan Bingxin did not mention all the problems he deliberately left on the painting, being able to see the problems in the layout and coherence can already explain a lot of problems.

Talented!

Quite talented!

I've been waiting for nearly ten years, and it's finally here!

Wang Mo's voice just fell.

For a while, there was an uproar in the huge hall, and all of them looked at Yan Bingxin with envy and excitement.

At the same time, it seemed to be telling Yan Bingxin something.

Wang Dajia has opened his mouth like this, this young lady, you can agree quickly!

This young lady, this is your chance, what are you still hesitating about!

I didn't expect to meet such a proud girl of the sky in the Qingfeng Falling Moon Pavilion today, it was really incredible!

Wang Dajia finally has a successor!

Soon.

Yan Bingxin's face flashed with a gentle smile, and he groaned slightly, and then said calmly: "Elder Wang, first of all, the younger generation did not intend to tear down the stage, and secondly, there is indeed a problem with your calligraphy. ”

Smell.

Wang Mo no longer kept a straight face, a gentle smile appeared on his cheeks, and he nodded at Yan Bingxin.

Yan Bingxin nodded in response, then glanced sideways at Ye Changqing, and spoke again: "However, the junior doesn't want to be your disciple. ”

Instantly.

The great hall was silent again.

Everyone's faces changed in an instant, and they couldn't stop looking at each other on the ground.

This young lady actually rejected the Wang Dajia family!

Did I hear me wrong!

There are people in the imperial capital who would really refuse the kindness of Wang University, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

That's not right!

Listening to the tone of this young lady, it seems that she also knows the existence of a master in calligraphy far more than Wang.

No way!

Although there are flaws in this calligraphy of Daxue Wang, his pinnacle work is not comparable to others at all!

Really.

A faint look flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, and he asked with a smile, "Little girl, do you already have other candidates?"

Then.

It was Yan Bingxin's turn and couldn't help but be stunned.

Not bad!

She did have a candidate for apprenticeship for a long time.

However, this candidate is not only transcendent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also an unimaginable existence.

In her opinion.

She just felt that she was not qualified enough to become a disciple of this senior.

Come to think of it.

Yan Bingxin's expression darkened slightly, and he just shook his head slightly at Wang Mo.

Time.

The crowd looked at each other for a moment, and fell silent.

What does this young lady mean exactly?

I didn't know anyone who was more powerful than Wang Dajia in calligraphy, and I didn't want to worship Wang Dajia as a teacher.

This...... Isn't that unlikely?

Right!

It's possible!

Wrong!

It must be like this!

At this time, Ye Changqing smiled and finally spoke.

"Let me say a few words. ”

Ye Changqing was holding a snow-white and flawless little white fox in his arms, wearing a brand-new snow-white robe, looking strangely elegant.

Especially the temperament that exudes from the inside out, which makes everyone present sigh to themselves.

He glanced at the strange gazes of everyone, and finally looked at Wang Mo on the high platform.

"Miss Yan has already pointed out two problems in your calligraphy, and here I will add a few more words. ”

Ye Changqing said with a smile.

But when these words fell into the ears of everyone, they were like a thunderbolt from the sky.

A few more words?

Could it be that there are other problems with this calligraphy of Wang Dajia?

That's impossible!

It's absolutely impossible!

At the same time.

Rao is Wang Mo couldn't help frowning when he heard the sound, and glanced at the calligraphy behind him again.

"Then you should tell the old man what is wrong with the old man's calligraphy. ”

Wang Mo's face turned cold, and his tone became obviously cold.

I have to admit it.

He did make a mistake today.

I didn't expect that such a proud daughter would appear in the Qingfeng Falling Moon Pavilion, otherwise he would definitely not hide anything, and he would definitely go all out.

But now.

Another young man saw that there was something wrong with his calligraphy.

Moreover, it is still on the basis of that proud girl of the sky.

Of course.

In his opinion, the problems in calligraphy can only be regarded as a small flaw.

And if this young man can really see it, it means that this young man's attainments in calligraphy must not be idle.

In this way, there is a sense of provocation.

"Calligraphy is nothing more than form and potential, and of course, in my opinion, there is also a heart character. ”

Ye Changqing didn't have much expression on his face, and said with a casual smile: "The so-called shape, that is, the layout that Miss Yan said before, and the smoothness of the glyphs, obviously these two points, you should do it intentionally." ”

As soon as the words fell.

Everyone hesitated for a moment, but nodded thoughtfully.

At the same time, the way they looked at Ye Changqing also changed subtly.

It seems that this young man does have some knowledge of calligraphy.

"Next, I'll talk about it again. ”

There was a pause.

Ye Changqing continued: "The so-called potential is actually based on form, with its shape and no potential, it can only be regarded as a first glimpse of the way in calligraphy, and there is a shape and a potential, which can be regarded as entering the house in calligraphy." ”

"And this calligraphy of yours has already had a metaphysical problem, so the formless nature is powerless, what I said makes sense?"

Instantly.

Everyone was shocked in an instant, and their expressions were full of incredulity.

Who is this young man, who is sacred, and has such a deep understanding of calligraphy!

Most importantly.

The previous comment of the proud woman of the sky was already mean, and the young man's surprise was that the calligraphy of Wang Daxue was not good enough to be called calligraphy.

This is simply questioning Wang's attainments in calligraphy!

This moment.

Although Wang Mo's face changed slightly, his heart was already turbulent.

He had reached a point in calligraphy, but after hearing the young man's words, he suddenly had a sense of enlightenment.

What kind of existence is this young man, he has such a deep understanding of calligraphy!

By the way, what is his heart?

Then.

Ye Changqing pursed the corners of his lips and said slowly: "That's it, I'll give you a word." ”