President Huang's eyes flickered, he hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Master Fan, is there a problem with this word?" ”

"Of course there is a problem." Master Fan said loudly.

Seeing this, Chairman Huang thought that Master Fan didn't like it, and he was going to describe Qin Feng's arrogance at the moment.

But before he could speak, Master Fan continued: "This glyph is like a flying dragon in the sky, with its own majesty, the edge of the pen is like a knife like a sword, the power penetrates the back of the paper, its muscles and bones are like loose, and the tenacity is outstanding. ”

"What's even more rare is that this artistic conception is full of murderous intent, with arrogance, with arrogance, if you look at it for a few more seconds, you can feel the edge above, and you can sting your eyes."

"Such a grandmaster-level work, I don't know which one of you is working on?"

Master Fan's comment suddenly made everyone around him quiet.

They all had red faces and red ears, and they all wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into.

Just now, they criticized this post as worthless.

Huang Huacheng's face was also blue and white, if he told the truth, he would immediately be ruined.

At this time, he gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Master Fan has praised it falsely, this word is from the hand of a contemptible person." ”

As soon as these words came out, the people around them opened their mouths wide one by one.

They've seen shameless, but they've never seen such shameless.

Master Fan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't doubt it, after all, under this public, he didn't expect that someone would be so shameless to take other people's works for themselves.

"But the old man was clumsy, he didn't expect that Qiongnan would have such a master as you, it's really worth the trip." Master Fan was enthusiastic and shook Huang Huacheng's hand vigorously.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be a ......," Huang Huacheng said hurriedly.

"You don't have to be humble, your work, the old man will recommend it to a few old friends of the Imperial Capital Association, if there is no accident, you will enter the Imperial Capital Association and become a new master in the calligraphy world." Master Fan said.

"Thank you, Master Fan, for your support." Huang Huacheng is overjoyed, if he joins the Imperial Capital Association, it will be a cross-class crossing.

Master Fan didn't stay long, and left first.

At this time, Huang Huacheng looked around and said loudly: "Everyone, today's matter, I hope to keep it secret, you must know that the trouble comes from the mouth, the director of the Qiongnan Patrol Division, but my old brother." ”

"Of course, everyone present, the old man will thank you."

Huang Huacheng coaxed and frightened and registered the names of everyone present.

Immediately, he took Qin Feng's sticker, hurriedly went back, and began to copy.

Huang Huacheng's specialty is copying.

Any calligraphy, as long as he writes it a few times, can be written exactly the same.

At least, in appearance, it looks pretty much the same.

After a full day of copying, Huang Huacheng already has full confidence.

The next day, at Qiongnan Airport, a group of masters from the Imperial Capital Calligraphy Association came.

"Brother Fan, does this Qiongnan really have master-level works?" An old man asked Fan Donglai.

"Of course, you will be shocked when you see it."

"That's looking forward to it, and in all these years, there hasn't been a work in the world of calligraphy that has shocked us."

"Yes, the calligraphy world of Qiongnan has always been on the margins, and there has never been a master of calligraphy."

A group of bigwigs came to the calligraphy exhibition hall.

At this time, Qin Feng's chivalrous line had already been framed and hung in the center of the exhibition hall, as soon as he entered, he would immediately see it.

There is no need for Fan Dong to say anything, as soon as these calligraphy bigwigs came in, their eyes immediately lit up, and they surrounded the calligraphy of the chivalrous line.

"Good words, really good words, such a majestic work, I haven't seen it for many years."

"I really didn't expect that Qiongnan could also come up with this kind of word."

"The old man's skills may be comparable, but the potential contained in this word can't be compared."

Several masters were sincerely amazed.

"Haha, old brothers, I didn't lie to you." Fan Donglai said with a smile.

"Brother Fan, where is the creator? Tell us about it. One of the masters said immediately.

"This calligraphy is the handwriting of President Huang of the Qiongnan Calligraphy Association, President Huang, come here." Fan Dong came to beckon, so that Huang Huacheng, who had already smiled into a flower on the side, came over.

"Contemptible Huang Huacheng, meet a few masters." Huang Huacheng walked over and immediately saluted.

Several masters looked at Huang Huacheng, but they showed a trace of doubt.

The majesty and murderous spirit contained in calligraphy are the backbone and core of calligraphy.

The person in front of him, no matter how you look at it, doesn't have the breath in calligraphy.

"You really wrote this picture?" One of the masters asked.

"Exactly." Huang Huacheng said stubbornly.

"Then can you write another one in front of everyone, so that we can enjoy your creative process." This master said.

"Yes, President Huang, you can write one on the spot." Fan Donglai also said immediately.

Huang Huacheng was a little timid in his heart, but when he thought that he had relied on copying to sit on the position of president, he had some confidence.

"In that case, then it's ugly." Huang Huacheng nodded.

At this time, Huang Huacheng reached out and took a brush and was about to start writing.

"Wait, I look at your chivalrous line, it should be an overlord pen, why don't you use it now?" One of the masters wondered.

"Ahem, different timings and moods lead to different pens." Huang Huacheng coughed twice and forcibly explained.

"That's right, then please." The master said nothing more.

At this moment, Huang Huacheng began to write.

His movements look very chic and have the demeanor of a master.

And his handwriting looks exactly the same as the handwriting written by Qin Feng.

"This word is beautiful, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances."

"It's worthy of President Huang."

"President Huang is mighty."

Many local calligraphy lovers in Qiongnan shouted one after another.

However, Fan Donglai and several masters from the imperial capital had gloomy faces one by one.

"Masters, alright." Huang Huacheng said.

Then, he soon noticed that several people did not look right.

"That's what you wrote?" Fan Donglai pointed to the chivalrous line written by Qin Feng in the center.

"I wrote it......" Huang Huacheng felt that something was wrong, but he could only force his way out.

"Put your mother's bullshit, that picture is wanton, arrogant and murderous rushing out of the paper, what are you writing now, there is no muscle at all, but it is all flattering." One of the masters shouted angrily.

Huang Huacheng was drenched in cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and said, "This ...... I guess I'm out of tune......"

"Dysfunctional? I don't think you know what calligraphy is, and a person who already has an artistic conception can't lose his muscles and bones no matter how abnormal his performance is. Another master said.

"I ......" Huang Huacheng's lips trembled, but he didn't know what to say.

At this time, Fan Donglai looked around and said in a cold voice: "All those who conspire with him to deceive the world and steal his reputation will be severely punished, and they will have to stay in prison for a period of time, but if you are honest, you will not be held responsible." ”