Chapter 89
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Soon someone took up the four treasures of the study and set up a table in front of the guests' table.
Lin Xi looked at the girl and said, "since you said that, I'll give you a chance to write."
Xiuyu was on fire all of a sudden.
"Nothing." Ying Zijin's hand pressed on her shoulder, motioned her not to move.
He got up and went up.
See this scene, the students are restless.
One by one, they stood up and wanted to go to the stage to see it. They were very excited. The words "doing things" were written on their heads.
Jiang ran calmed down some of the violence in his body and pressed his dryness: "her hand is so painful. What can she write?"
Don't you want to protect your writing hands?
"I haven't seen it either, but father Ying is sure to do everything."
“……”
Jiang ran felt that he could not refute this.
Because he's been autistic for a while.
He had to bear it and look up on the stage.
On the other hand, Zhong Zhiwan frowned, confused.
She can't understand completely, in the circumstance of admitting cheating, Ying Zijin even dares to go up.
She and Lin Xi are in the same school, so naturally she knows Lin Xi's temper.
Lin Xi is usually gentle, but she is very strict in academic affairs. Even she has been taught several times.
This time, Ying Zijin ran into Lin Xi directly. Later, he didn't want to enter the art world.
The rich and powerful families are in line with the art world. If this happens, will Mr. Zhong still favor an adopted daughter who offends the art world?
Ying Zijin takes a look at the inkstone and finds that the ink has been polished for her, which saves her trouble.
She raised her jaw and pointed to the scroll: "how much is this word worth?"
Lin Xi restrained his anger: "at least five million, write your words."
Ying Zijin nodded: "well, you remember."
She bowed her head and picked out a Langhao pen in the pen holder.
The audience before the live broadcast were puzzled.
What does she mean? What can Lin Xi remember? 】
[I don't understand, but she's really brave. That's the courage. It's worth applauding. 】
[what courage? It's a shame if you can't write big words later. 】
Lin Xi looked on coldly.
Behind him, the headmaster looked at the head of the art group: "when has the punishment of dismissal been discussed? Why don't I, the headmaster, know? "
"How can I trouble you with such a trifle?" The head of the art group laughed, "cheating, but also to master Wei Hou's head, how can not be dismissed?"
The headmaster frowned: "there must be something about it."
"Isn't she writing?" The head of the art group didn't like it. "Headmaster, you'll see in a moment that she was originally from the county. What else can she do..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
The live barrage also suddenly stopped.
Because at this time, anyone who pays attention to the stage can see that the girl raises her left hand again and holds another pennant.
She pressed the rice paper down with the Paperweight, stepped back, as if observing something, and then bent down.
The next second, the two pens moved at the same time.
【…… 】
[crouching trough, open left and right? Is she crazy? How old is Lin Xi this year? 】
[sensationalism! Art is insulted by such people! 】
[brother photographer, don't take pictures of her people. Take pictures of her words. Let's see how rubbish she writes. 】
[don't worry, we will know what it is like when she finishes her writing. 】
ZHONG Zhiwan shook his head again and was even more disappointed.
Left hand connects right brain, right hand connects left brain.
It's more difficult to write well with both hands at the same time.
After all, the nerves of the brain are limited, and it is impossible to do so without training.
The artists at the banquet were also shocked, but they were too far away to see what the girl had written.
That is fifty or sixty seconds, Ying Zijin put down his pen.
"Finished?" Lin Xi didn't know what to say, and his anger was mixed with sarcasm. "I don't want to be impatient when writing. What can you write so fast?"
Then he went forward and picked up the rice paper.
Looking down like this, his expression became stiff in an instant.
The camera followed Lin Xi all the time, clearly magnified his facial expression, and even could see the vibration of every inch of muscle.
[Lin Xi seems shocked. What do you see? 】
[isn't it too ugly? 】
[I'm so curious. Let's see what's written. 】
when Lin Xi looked at the words on the rice paper, his pupils contracted violently and his fingers trembled, which was unbelievable.A piece of rice paper is divided into two columns.
One side is seal script, the other is regular script.
The style of the two different strokes is completely opposite.
The pen goes, the Dragon travels, the clouds flow.
One stroke, one stroke.
Lin Xi couldn't believe it was written by a 17-year-old high school student if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
Or left and right bow, two hands at the same time.
How is that possible?
Needless to say, this word is extremely atmospheric. It seems that a thunderbolt poured down from this word, and the momentum is shocking.
Lin Xi felt great pressure and almost didn't dare to look directly at him for too long.
More than ten seconds later, he still stayed in place.
The photographer came forward, surprised, and whispered: "Mr. Lin, please hold it up and aim at the camera."
Lin Xi was still in a daze, but he also unfolded the Xuan paper.
Two words printed on the big screen, but also thoroughly exposed in front of everyone.
Zhong Zhiwan was talking to the Minister of literature and art with a smile when he looked up.
Her smile stopped and her brain hummed
All the voices in my ears seemed to disappear at this moment
the whole venue fell into silence again.
The barrage suddenly stopped for a few seconds.
[lying trough, this word 】
[to be honest, with such a comparison, Wei Hou's pair has really become rubbish. 】
[it's hard to be a bull, right and left, and it's written in two kinds of fonts? 】
[is it necessary to cheat with such good handwriting? 】
[it's not my conspiracy theory. How can I suspect that someone changed her words? You want to give her another name for cheating? 】
as much ridicule as it used to be, now it rebounds as much, especially for the audience who have been waiting for the reversal.
I'm sorry, I'm really I don't like it. I even hate it. 】
[just like he was, isn't he very proud? Let Lin Xi write one on the spot. Is he 28? They all use two hands. How can he add two feet? 】
[hands and feet? I think Lin Xi is too high. You say that Lin Xi sold 500000 words at the age of 12, but how can I hear that the buyer is his grandfather? 】
[wow, this is the black curtain! I just heard Ying Zijin ask Lin Xi how much the word "rubbish" is worth. Lin Xi says that it's five million yuan, but the one she's writing now is not ten million yuan, right? 】
[Lin Xi is beating himself in the face. There is a saying that if he communicates with other students in private first, if the students don't repent, it's not too late to report his dismissal, and he's not Qingzhi's teacher, is he? 】
because there are a lot of students in junior high school and senior high school, and there are teaching staff, there are two big screens on both sides of the desk.
The big screen projection is the live picture, the competition is also young people, the school keeps pace with the times, naturally did not turn off the barrage.
The barrage that mocks Ying Zijin earlier has long been gone. It's all about satirizing Lin Xi's arrogance.
Zhong Zhiwan's brain is still buzzing. He can't hear what people around him are saying.
Little by little, the color of her lips faded and her face turned pale.
Why?
Can Ying Zijin really write it?
It's not a lie?
"Mr. Lin, I don't know why you think that Mr. Ying cheated with master Wei Hou's words." The headmaster took a cold look at the head of the art group, "but now it's very clear that you insulted her reputation. Should you apologize to Ying?"
[Oh, I like this headmaster. He's not the one who only cares about face, and he doesn't attach importance to power. 】
[Lin Xi should apologize. Fortunately, the little girl has a strong psychological endurance. I was suffocated by the news that the student jumped from a building a few days ago. 】
Lin Xi was stiff and embarrassed.
But he did not apologize, but said: "but this pair of words, really is master Wei Hou."
Even if Ying Zijin writes well, it can't prove that she didn't steal.
Before the headmaster spoke any more, the president of Shanghai City Art Association suddenly got up and was shocked: "the grand meeting is long?"
Ying Zijin turned his head.
Just a few meters away, Sheng Qingtang was walking to the banquet with a straw hat and slippers.
The president of Shanghai City Art Association came forward to greet him: "the grand meeting is long, why are you here?"
In terms of its position in the art world, shengqingtang is definitely one of the best.
Although he has retired from the Chinese Calligraphy Association, others will still call him chairman Yisheng.
"Come and see." Sheng Qingtang waved his hand, "I'm just in a hurry today."
He would not say that he wanted to take back the words of Dr. Ying with his old face.
So good words, what art festival to attend?
We should let him mount it, hang it on the wall and watch it every day.Do these people understand the essence of that word?
He Pooh.
But what did he hear just now?
Mr. Sheng was angry.
Lin Xi was also surprised: "Master Sheng."
Sheng Qingtang, however, ignored him. Instead, he pointed to the scroll and said, "do you think this is written by Wei Hou?"
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Soon someone took up the four treasures of the study and set up a table in front of the guests' table.
Lin Xi looked at the girl and said, "since you said that, I'll give you a chance to write."
Xiuyu was on fire all of a sudden.
"Nothing." Ying Zijin's hand pressed on her shoulder, motioned her not to move.
He got up and went up.
See this scene, the students are restless.
One by one, they stood up and wanted to go to the stage to see it. They were very excited. The words "doing things" were written on their heads.
Jiang ran calmed down some of the violence in his body and pressed his dryness: "her hand is so painful. What can she write?"
Don't you want to protect your writing hands?
"I haven't seen it either, but father Ying is sure to do everything."
“……”
Jiang ran felt that he could not refute this.
Because he's been autistic for a while.
He had to bear it and look up on the stage.
On the other hand, Zhong Zhiwan frowned, confused.
She can't understand completely, in the circumstance of admitting cheating, Ying Zijin even dares to go up.
She and Lin Xi are in the same school, so naturally she knows Lin Xi's temper.
Lin Xi is usually gentle, but she is very strict in academic affairs. Even she has been taught several times.
This time, Ying Zijin ran into Lin Xi directly. Later, he didn't want to enter the art world.
The rich and powerful families are in line with the art world. If this happens, will Mr. Zhong still favor an adopted daughter who offends the art world?
Ying Zijin takes a look at the inkstone and finds that the ink has been polished for her, which saves her trouble.
She raised her jaw and pointed to the scroll: "how much is this word worth?"
Lin Xi restrained his anger: "at least five million, write your words."
Ying Zijin nodded: "well, you remember."
She bowed her head and picked out a Langhao pen in the pen holder.
The audience before the live broadcast were puzzled.
What does she mean? What can Lin Xi remember? 】
[I don't understand, but she's really brave. That's the courage. It's worth applauding. 】
[what courage? It's a shame if you can't write big words later. 】
Lin Xi looked on coldly.
Behind him, the headmaster looked at the head of the art group: "when has the punishment of dismissal been discussed? Why don't I, the headmaster, know? "
"How can I trouble you with such a trifle?" The head of the art group laughed, "cheating, but also to master Wei Hou's head, how can not be dismissed?"
The headmaster frowned: "there must be something about it."
"Isn't she writing?" The head of the art group didn't like it. "Headmaster, you'll see in a moment that she was originally from the county. What else can she do..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
The live barrage also suddenly stopped.
Because at this time, anyone who pays attention to the stage can see that the girl raises her left hand again and holds another pennant.
She pressed the rice paper down with the Paperweight, stepped back, as if observing something, and then bent down.
The next second, the two pens moved at the same time.
【…… 】
[crouching trough, open left and right? Is she crazy? How old is Lin Xi this year? 】
[sensationalism! Art is insulted by such people! 】
[brother photographer, don't take pictures of her people. Take pictures of her words. Let's see how rubbish she writes. 】
[don't worry, we will know what it is like when she finishes her writing. 】
ZHONG Zhiwan shook his head again and was even more disappointed.
Left hand connects right brain, right hand connects left brain.
It's more difficult to write well with both hands at the same time.
After all, the nerves of the brain are limited, and it is impossible to do so without training.
The artists at the banquet were also shocked, but they were too far away to see what the girl had written.
That is fifty or sixty seconds, Ying Zijin put down his pen.
"Finished?" Lin Xi didn't know what to say, and his anger was mixed with sarcasm. "I don't want to be impatient when writing. What can you write so fast?"
Then he went forward and picked up the rice paper.
Looking down like this, his expression became stiff in an instant.
The camera followed Lin Xi all the time, clearly magnified his facial expression, and even could see the vibration of every inch of muscle.
[Lin Xi seems shocked. What do you see? 】
[isn't it too ugly? 】
[I'm so curious. Let's see what's written. 】
when Lin Xi looked at the words on the rice paper, his pupils contracted violently and his fingers trembled, which was unbelievable.A piece of rice paper is divided into two columns.
One side is seal script, the other is regular script.
The style of the two different strokes is completely opposite.
The pen goes, the Dragon travels, the clouds flow.
One stroke, one stroke.
Lin Xi couldn't believe it was written by a 17-year-old high school student if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
Or left and right bow, two hands at the same time.
How is that possible?
Needless to say, this word is extremely atmospheric. It seems that a thunderbolt poured down from this word, and the momentum is shocking.
Lin Xi felt great pressure and almost didn't dare to look directly at him for too long.
More than ten seconds later, he still stayed in place.
The photographer came forward, surprised, and whispered: "Mr. Lin, please hold it up and aim at the camera."
Lin Xi was still in a daze, but he also unfolded the Xuan paper.
Two words printed on the big screen, but also thoroughly exposed in front of everyone.
Zhong Zhiwan was talking to the Minister of literature and art with a smile when he looked up.
Her smile stopped and her brain hummed
All the voices in my ears seemed to disappear at this moment
the whole venue fell into silence again.
The barrage suddenly stopped for a few seconds.
[lying trough, this word 】
[to be honest, with such a comparison, Wei Hou's pair has really become rubbish. 】
[it's hard to be a bull, right and left, and it's written in two kinds of fonts? 】
[is it necessary to cheat with such good handwriting? 】
[it's not my conspiracy theory. How can I suspect that someone changed her words? You want to give her another name for cheating? 】
as much ridicule as it used to be, now it rebounds as much, especially for the audience who have been waiting for the reversal.
I'm sorry, I'm really I don't like it. I even hate it. 】
[just like he was, isn't he very proud? Let Lin Xi write one on the spot. Is he 28? They all use two hands. How can he add two feet? 】
[hands and feet? I think Lin Xi is too high. You say that Lin Xi sold 500000 words at the age of 12, but how can I hear that the buyer is his grandfather? 】
[wow, this is the black curtain! I just heard Ying Zijin ask Lin Xi how much the word "rubbish" is worth. Lin Xi says that it's five million yuan, but the one she's writing now is not ten million yuan, right? 】
[Lin Xi is beating himself in the face. There is a saying that if he communicates with other students in private first, if the students don't repent, it's not too late to report his dismissal, and he's not Qingzhi's teacher, is he? 】
because there are a lot of students in junior high school and senior high school, and there are teaching staff, there are two big screens on both sides of the desk.
The big screen projection is the live picture, the competition is also young people, the school keeps pace with the times, naturally did not turn off the barrage.
The barrage that mocks Ying Zijin earlier has long been gone. It's all about satirizing Lin Xi's arrogance.
Zhong Zhiwan's brain is still buzzing. He can't hear what people around him are saying.
Little by little, the color of her lips faded and her face turned pale.
Why?
Can Ying Zijin really write it?
It's not a lie?
"Mr. Lin, I don't know why you think that Mr. Ying cheated with master Wei Hou's words." The headmaster took a cold look at the head of the art group, "but now it's very clear that you insulted her reputation. Should you apologize to Ying?"
[Oh, I like this headmaster. He's not the one who only cares about face, and he doesn't attach importance to power. 】
[Lin Xi should apologize. Fortunately, the little girl has a strong psychological endurance. I was suffocated by the news that the student jumped from a building a few days ago. 】
Lin Xi was stiff and embarrassed.
But he did not apologize, but said: "but this pair of words, really is master Wei Hou."
Even if Ying Zijin writes well, it can't prove that she didn't steal.
Before the headmaster spoke any more, the president of Shanghai City Art Association suddenly got up and was shocked: "the grand meeting is long?"
Ying Zijin turned his head.
Just a few meters away, Sheng Qingtang was walking to the banquet with a straw hat and slippers.
The president of Shanghai City Art Association came forward to greet him: "the grand meeting is long, why are you here?"
In terms of its position in the art world, shengqingtang is definitely one of the best.
Although he has retired from the Chinese Calligraphy Association, others will still call him chairman Yisheng.
"Come and see." Sheng Qingtang waved his hand, "I'm just in a hurry today."
He would not say that he wanted to take back the words of Dr. Ying with his old face.
So good words, what art festival to attend?
We should let him mount it, hang it on the wall and watch it every day.Do these people understand the essence of that word?
He Pooh.
But what did he hear just now?
Mr. Sheng was angry.
Lin Xi was also surprised: "Master Sheng."
Sheng Qingtang, however, ignored him. Instead, he pointed to the scroll and said, "do you think this is written by Wei Hou?"
Soon someone took up the four treasures of the study and set up a table in front of the guests' table. Lin Xi looked at the girl and said, "since you said that, I'll give you a chance to write." Xiuyu was on fire all of a sudden. "Nothing." Ying Zijin's hand pressed on her shoulder, motioned her not to move. He got up and went up. See this scene, the students are restless. One by one, they stood up and wanted to go to the stage to see it. They were very excited. The words "doing things" were written on their heads. Jiang ran calmed down some of the violence in his body and pressed his dryness: "her hand is so painful. What can she write?" Don't you want to protect your writing hands? "I haven't seen it either, but father Ying is sure to do everything." Jiang ran felt that he could not refute this. Because he's been autistic for a while. He had to bear it and look up on the stage. On the other hand, Zhong Zhiwan frowned, confused. She can't understand completely, in the circumstance of admitting cheating, Ying Zijin even dares to go up. She and Lin Xi are in the same school, so naturally she knows Lin Xi's temper. Lin Xi is usually gentle, but she is very strict in academic affairs. Even she has been taught several times. This time, Ying Zijin ran into Lin Xi directly. Later, he didn't want to enter the art world. The rich and powerful families are in line with the art world. If this happens, will Mr. Zhong still favor an adopted daughter who offends the art world? Ying Zijin takes a look at the inkstone and finds that the ink has been polished for her, which saves her trouble. She raised her jaw and pointed to the scroll: "how much is this word worth?" Lin Xi restrained his anger: "at least five million, write your words." Ying Zijin nodded: "well, you remember." She bowed her head and picked out a Langhao pen in the pen holder. The audience before the live broadcast were puzzled. What does she mean? What can Lin Xi remember? I don't understand, but she's really brave. That's the courage. It's worth applauding. what courage? It's a shame if you can't write big words later. Lin Xi looked on coldly. Behind him, the headmaster looked at the head of the art group: "when has the punishment of dismissal been discussed? Why don't I, the headmaster, know? " "How can I trouble you with such a trifle?" The head of the art group laughed, "cheating, but also to master Wei Hou's head, how can not be dismissed?" The headmaster frowned: "there must be something about it." "Isn't she writing?" The head of the art group didn't like it. "Headmaster, you'll see in a moment that she was originally from the county. What else can she do..." The sound stopped suddenly. The live barrage also suddenly stopped. Because at this time, anyone who pays attention to the stage can see that the girl raises her left hand again and holds another pennant. She pressed the rice paper down with the Paperweight, stepped back, as if observing something, and then bent down. The next second, the two pens moved at the same time. crouching trough, open left and right? Is she crazy? How old is Lin Xi this year? sensationalism! Art is insulted by such people! brother photographer, don't take pictures of her people. Take pictures of her words. Let's see how rubbish she writes. don't worry, we will know what it is like when she finishes her writing. ZHONG Zhiwan shook his head again and was even more disappointed. Left hand connects right brain, right hand connects left brain. It's more difficult to write well with both hands at the same time. After all, the nerves of the brain are limited, and it is impossible to do so without training. The artists at the banquet were also shocked, but they were too far away to see what the girl had written. That is fifty or sixty seconds, Ying Zijin put down his pen. "Finished?" Lin Xi didn't know what to say, and his anger was mixed with sarcasm. "I don't want to be impatient when writing. What can you write so fast?" Then he went forward and picked up the rice paper. Looking down like this, his expression became stiff in an instant. The camera followed Lin Xi all the time, clearly magnified his facial expression, and even could see the vibration of every inch of muscle. Lin Xi seems shocked. What do you see? isn't it too ugly? I'm so curious. Let's see what's written. when Lin Xi looked at the words on the rice paper, his pupils contracted violently and his fingers trembled, which was unbelievable.A piece of rice paper is divided into two columns. One side is seal script, the other is regular script. The style of the two different strokes is completely opposite. The pen goes, the Dragon travels, the clouds flow. One stroke, one stroke. Lin Xi couldn't believe it was written by a 17-year-old high school student if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. Or left and right bow, two hands at the same time. How is that possible? Needless to say, this word is extremely atmospheric. It seems that a thunderbolt poured down from this word, and the momentum is shocking. Lin Xi felt great pressure and almost didn't dare to look directly at him for too long. More than ten seconds later, he still stayed in place. The photographer came forward, surprised, and whispered: "Mr. Lin, please hold it up and aim at the camera." Lin Xi was still in a daze, but he also unfolded the Xuan paper. Two words printed on the big screen, but also thoroughly exposed in front of everyone. Zhong Zhiwan was talking to the Minister of literature and art with a smile when he looked up. Her smile stopped and her brain hummed All the voices in my ears seemed to disappear at this moment the whole venue fell into silence again. The barrage suddenly stopped for a few seconds. lying trough, this word to be honest, with such a comparison, Wei Hou's pair has really become rubbish. it's hard to be a bull, right and left, and it's written in two kinds of fonts? is it necessary to cheat with such good handwriting? it's not my conspiracy theory. How can I suspect that someone changed her words? You want to give her another name for cheating? as much ridicule as it used to be, now it rebounds as much, especially for the audience who have been waiting for the reversal. I'm sorry, I'm really I don't like it. I even hate it. just like he was, isn't he very proud? Let Lin Xi write one on the spot. Is he 28? They all use two hands. How can he add two feet? hands and feet? I think Lin Xi is too high. You say that Lin Xi sold 500000 words at the age of 12, but how can I hear that the buyer is his grandfather? wow, this is the black curtain! I just heard Ying Zijin ask Lin Xi how much the word "rubbish" is worth. Lin Xi says that it's five million yuan, but the one she's writing now is not ten million yuan, right? Lin Xi is beating himself in the face. There is a saying that if he communicates with other students in private first, if the students don't repent, it's not too late to report his dismissal, and he's not Qingzhi's teacher, is he? because there are a lot of students in junior high school and senior high school, and there are teaching staff, there are two big screens on both sides of the desk. The big screen projection is the live picture, the competition is also young people, the school keeps pace with the times, naturally did not turn off the barrage. The barrage that mocks Ying Zijin earlier has long been gone. It's all about satirizing Lin Xi's arrogance. Zhong Zhiwan's brain is still buzzing. He can't hear what people around him are saying. Little by little, the color of her lips faded and her face turned pale. Why? Can Ying Zijin really write it? It's not a lie? "Mr. Lin, I don't know why you think that Mr. Ying cheated with master Wei Hou's words." The headmaster took a cold look at the head of the art group, "but now it's very clear that you insulted her reputation. Should you apologize to Ying?" Oh, I like this headmaster. He's not the one who only cares about face, and he doesn't attach importance to power. Lin Xi should apologize. Fortunately, the little girl has a strong psychological endurance. I was suffocated by the news that the student jumped from a building a few days ago. Lin Xi was stiff and embarrassed. But he did not apologize, but said: "but this pair of words, really is master Wei Hou." Even if Ying Zijin writes well, it can't prove that she didn't steal. Before the headmaster spoke any more, the president of Shanghai City Art Association suddenly got up and was shocked: "the grand meeting is long?" Ying Zijin turned his head. Just a few meters away, Sheng Qingtang was walking to the banquet with a straw hat and slippers. The president of Shanghai City Art Association came forward to greet him: "the grand meeting is long, why are you here?" In terms of its position in the art world, shengqingtang is definitely one of the best. Although he has retired from the Chinese Calligraphy Association, others will still call him chairman Yisheng. "Come and see." Sheng Qingtang waved his hand, "I'm just in a hurry today." He would not say that he wanted to take back the words of Dr. Ying with his old face. So good words, what art festival to attend? We should let him mount it, hang it on the wall and watch it every day.Do these people understand the essence of that word? He Pooh. But what did he hear just now? Mr. Sheng was angry. Lin Xi was also surprised: "Master Sheng." Sheng Qingtang, however, ignored him. Instead, he pointed to the scroll and said, "do you think this is written by Wei Hou?"
