There were people at the scene who kept praising them, but Chu Hantian and a few other old guys frowned slightly.

They were all serious calligraphy masters, and when they saw Huang Yunfeng's pen like this, they all showed surprised expressions.

If you really write according to Huang Yunfeng, how can you write the previous artistic conception?

After a long time, Huang Yunfeng slowly stopped his pen and put the pen aside: "Okay, I'm done." ”

As soon as his words fell, the scene began again, with a wave of brainless praise. After the praise, these people's eyes turned to Chu Hantian one after another, and Huang Yunfeng was a little nervous in his heart.

However, Chu Hantian's face became extremely ugly, he coughed lightly twice and came to Huang Yunfeng, glanced at the words that were hanging in the glass window before, and then looked at what he was doing now, and asked with a cold face: "President Huang, let me ask you once, are you sure that the words in the window are also written by you?" ”

Huang Yunfeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, glanced at the words he wrote at the moment and compared them with those in the window, there was no big difference, and he said a little nervously: "Yes, I wrote these words." ”

Chu Hantian was immediately annoyed, and scolded loudly: "Where did you put your face?" You still dare to say that these two characters are written by you, on the surface there is not much difference, but in fact they are very different, don't you really see it? ”

At this time, Chu Hantian's friends also stood up.

"Yes, the word just written now obviously has no artistic conception."

"President Huang can take a look at the inside of the window, although the words you wrote later are more beautiful, but the quick-killing aura contained in it is not at all!"

"I see that your handwriting is at most written by a person who has just learned to hold a brush."

"Yes, a true calligraphy master can spend all his energy on optimizing the font, and everyone will have their own style."

Huang Yunfeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, cold sweat was already breaking out on his head.

He didn't expect that these old guys in front of him had so many eyes in their eyes, and he could see at a glance that this word was not written by him.

And his expression became very ugly, and he straightened his neck and said, "Everyone, maybe the environment I am in today is a little different, and my psychological state is also a little different!" ”

"You can tell you the excuse of fooling a child like this. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m You really make the people who practice calligraphy in the world ashamed of you! Chu Hantian snorted coldly, "A person who can really practice calligraphy to the extreme, no matter how bad the state is, it is impossible for such a big difference!" Even if I agree with you, today's state is a little wrong, but when you write, more or less will bring out some artistic conception, but I can't see a trace of surprise now, let me ask you again, who wrote this calligraphy? ”

Huang Yunfeng was in a cold sweat, and he kept beating drums in his heart, he couldn't admit anything about this matter, once he admitted it, there would be no place for his old face, so he continued to quibble: "I wrote this picture." ”

Chu Hantian was furious on the spot, stepped forward directly, and tore apart the words he wrote just now: "You are farting!" Don't you even dare to tell the truth? ”。