Facing Lin Meng's inquiry, Fei Wuji smiled bitterly.

"Little Heavenly Master's work is extraordinary, I'm afraid I'm not qualified to comment."

When he said this, Fei Wuji's face was full of seriousness, and his face showed panic.

At this time, his title has changed, and he was originally called Zhang Ping'an's child.

But now he is willing to call Zhang Ping'an a little heavenly master.

【it!】 Wouldn't it, the top calligrapher of Daxia, say that he is not qualified to comment? 】

[Fei Lao's words are already the best evaluation! ] 】

[If you want to achieve something in calligraphy, don't you have to practice for a long time?] 】

[Is the little heavenly master sure that he is really just a child, isn't the old immortal rejuvenated? ] 】

Hearing Fei Wuji's response, the audience in the live broadcast room was directly stupid.

If this person is not qualified to comment, then can anyone else in the world comment on this work?

In the whole world, there are probably less than a few people who can stabilize Fei Wuji in terms of calligraphy.

Even Lin Meng looked shocked after hearing Fei Wuji's answer.

Although she has always known that the little heavenly master's words are not bad.

But she didn't expect to get such a high evaluation from Fei Wuji.

"Fei Lao, can you briefly introduce what is so good about this work?"

As the host, Lin Meng still has to think about the audience.

The audience was now curious about what was so good about the painting, so she asked the question in a different way.

"Little Heavenly Master, can I say a few words?"

Fei Wuji threw an inquiring look at Zhang Ping'an.

Zhang Ping'an nodded, and the calligraphy was written for people to see.

He certainly doesn't mind what his calligraphy is judged about.

Seeing Zhang Ping'an nodding, Fei Wuji picked up the handwriting written by Zhang Ping'an.

"This word, thin as tendons, the beginning and end of the weight of the press frustration, the middle palace tight knot stretched on all sides, quite thin and wonderful!"

Fei Wuji said his comments, his face full of respect.

"This book fits with the pen of Gongbi flower and bird painting, and the luxury of the pen appears! It's a masterpiece that can be passed down to the next generation! ”

Dong Fang also added at this time.

These two people are eager to use all the words of praise on this work.

After Zhang Ping'an heard this, his eyebrows were raised.

It can be seen from the comments of the two that the attainments of these two people in calligraphy and painting are really not low.

Every comment basically gets to the point.

"Little Heavenly Master, can you take the liberty of asking, what font does this work belong to?"

Fei Wuji humbly questioned again.

He had studied calligraphy for decades, but this was the first time he had seen such a typeface.

"This is a slim body, it was created by a certain generation of emperors, and it has been passed down to a small number of generations, and I also learned it by chance."

Zhang Ping'an gave the answer.

"It turned out to be the imperial book, no wonder the extravagance appeared!"

Fei Wuji and Dong Fang both showed a look of sudden realization on their faces at this time.

[The font used by the little heavenly master turned out to be unknown to Fei Lao. 】

[Martial arts are so strong, and writing is so good, how can there be such a perfect person in the world!] 】

[I now have a complete admiration for the little heavenly master's five-body throw. 】

[Team 1 has such an existence as Little Heavenly Master, so is there any suspense in this game? ] 】

The audience let out all kinds of exclamations in the barrage.

Zhang Ping'an's performance once again refreshed their perception of children.

At this age when his peers were still playing with mud, he was already both civil and military.

He has even achieved well-known masters who have been working in this field for decades.

"Thank you very much for the explanations of the two professors, so let's get back on track and continue teaching!"

Lin Meng's timely exit.

wants to pull back the program that has already shifted its trajectory because of Zhang Ping'an's work.

"The calligraphy of the little heavenly master is exquisite, I don't dare to show ugliness in front of the little heavenly master anymore!"

Fei Wuji smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Originally, he taught these celebrities calligraphy, and he was still very confident.

After all, there is a specialization in the art industry, and these people are not bad at achieving in other places.

But when it comes to calligraphy, he thinks he still has something he can get his hands on.

But now in the face of Zhang Ping'an's words, he has a feeling of shame.

Hearing Fei Wuji's words, Lin Meng was also stunned.

Fei Wuji said so, so how will the show continue?

Thinking of this, Lin Meng cast a look of help at Zhang Ping'an.

"I also have a bit of a shallow opinion on calligraphy, why don't I teach with Fei Lao?"

Zhang Ping'an looked at Fei Wuji as he spoke.

"Then I can be the assistant of the little heavenly master!"

Hearing Zhang Ping'an's words, Fei Wuji was flattered.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Lin Meng breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon teaching was back on track, only this time Zhang Ping'an was no longer a student, but a teacher.

Together with Fei Wuji, the two began to conduct basic calligraphy training for several celebrities.

It was fast to the afternoon.

After a day of study, a group of celebrities finally handed in their answer sheets.

In the case of each person producing a pair of works, the highest comments in the end were Lu Hanlin Meng and Xia Luo.

Even if Zhang Ping'an's work is not counted, Team 1 won the first victory in two days with a score of 2-1.

After Lin Meng announced the results, he quickly ended the day's live broadcast.

This time, Lin Meng didn't sell off, and directly announced that the content of the third day's activity was to learn painting as a star.

In fact, she didn't announce it, and the audience guessed it.

After all, the well-known painter Dong Fanglai definitely didn't come just to watch the show without buying a ticket.

After dinner, everyone began to move freely.

It was still early in the morning, and some people didn't choose to go back to their rooms so early.

The four students brought by Fei Wuji and Dong Fang were chatting together at this time.

"Professor Fei's praise is too exaggerated!"

"I admit that Xiao Tian Xiao Tian's handwriting is really good, but it won't get such high praise!"

A calligraphy student was a little indignant at this time.

"Don't talk about Professor Fei, even Teacher Dong praises him so much."

"I don't know, I thought we came to participate this time and collected money to praise that kid!"

Another art student also answered at this time.

"Humph! Today, the two of us are completely his foils! ”

"That's right, we can say that we didn't get any chance to perform, this show is in vain!"

Two calligraphy students continued to complain.

Then the two looked at the two art students.

"Lu Renjia, Guan Zhongyin, you two don't be so aggrieved tomorrow!"

After one person complained, he gave two art students a wake-up call.

The corners of Lu Renjia's mouth crooked, revealing a slightly meaningful smile.

"I admit that the little celestial master's calligraphy is good."

"Although calligraphy and painting are not separated, they are not a thing after all."

"If that little heavenly master dares to participate tomorrow, I will dare to abuse him until he loses confidence!"

Lu Renjia directly put down his arrogant words.

(End of chapter)