Yan Heyun is one of them.

He is not only an old friend of Lin Liangzhe, but also the most famous person in this group with the highest calligraphy skills and the most famous ones. Although he is not as good as He Junwu and Wei Chengyu, he can barely be ranked among the top in the domestic calligraphy world! His calligraphy works not only won numerous awards, but also sold at a good price.

At this moment, Yan Heyun was in her studio.

Before reading WeChat, he was practicing calligraphy. This was also his habit for many years. No matter where he was, no matter whether he was healthy or sick, he would practice calligraphy diligently every day. Because he knew that a calligraphy method was like sailing against the current, if he didn't practice for a day, his hands would be born, and if he didn't practice for a few days, his pen would be regressed.

It's a coincidence that the calligraphy he practiced today is also the preface to Wang Xizhi's Lanting Collection. And he was very satisfied with the calligraphy he wrote.

At this moment, while he was looking forward to the chat records, wanting to see how ugly the words Lin Liangzhe sent were, he called his disciple in, pointed to the words on the table and ordered: "Frame this character for me."

The disciple looked at it and immediately raised his thumbs up, chasing and praised: "Teacher, your preface to the Lanting Collection already has the shape and charm of the Saint of Calligraphy! It is a rare masterpiece!"

"Haha." Yan Heyun smiled proudly and said, "Yes, your vision has made great progress compared to before."

Then, he focused on his phone, and while following the photos posted by Lin Liangzhe, he shook his head and complained: "Old Lin is really less and less moral. In order to push his grandson-in-law, he even doesn't even want his old face. He has the nerve to let us look at the horror calligraphy that can scare people. Okay, I'll "look at" it and then swear to him!"

"Yo, I found it." Yan Heyun finally turned to the photo posted by Lin Liangzhe, clicked it and enlarged it.

"Hey, isn't this the preface to the Lanting Collection? Wait, this word!" Yan Heyun only looked at it and was deeply shocked by the word in the photo. She hurriedly put the photo to the maximum, and looked at it word by word, and pondered it.

Unfortunately, the pictures in the WeChat group have limited clarity and are full of grain after enlargement, making the characters blurred. But even so, Yan Heyun still saw the wonderfulness of these words and felt the charm of these words!

Then he was stunned.

It was also at this moment that he realized that the horror that the person shouted before was not the ugly terror of this word, but the exquisite terror! It was so beautiful that it was scary!

His disciples didn't know what he saw, and they didn't know how shocked and excited he was in his heart at this moment. After carefully picking up the words on the table, he bowed and said, "Teacher, I'm going out to frame the words."

"Wait a minute." Yan Heyun called out to the disciple and ordered: "Put the words on the table first, and I'll take a look."

The disciple was a little surprised and didn't understand why he did this, but he still put the words on the table as he said.

Yan Heyun took a look at the preface to the Lanting Collection he wrote, and then looked at the photo on his phone.

Before this, he was very satisfied with the calligraphy he wrote and very proud. But now, he felt that the preface to the Lanting Collection he wrote was simply ****! It was so bad!

He suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed the word, and tore it apart with the disciple's stunned expression.

"Teacher, what are you doing? Why did you tear it up such a good piece of calligraphy?" The disciple asked in confusion, feeling extremely heartbroken. In his opinion, if this excellent copy was sold, it would definitely be sold for a good price, but the teacher only tore it apart in just a few handfuls, which is a pity and a waste.

"Do you think the decorating I just wrote well?" Yan Heyun glanced at him and asked.

"Very good!" the disciple said without hesitation.

Yan Heyun cursed: "What a f**! The one I just now is like a piece of ****! You kid have learned calligraphy from me for so many years, but why is your vision still so bad? No progress at all? Get out of here, copy the preface of Lanting Collection a hundred times, and you must copy the figure that looks like a spirit. If there is one that cannot meet the requirements, you can continue to copy it!"

"Ah?" The disciple was stunned.

Didn’t you praise me for having a good vision just now? Why did you turn your back on me in a blink of an eye? What was the stimulation of you?

The disciple was full of grievances, but he did not dare to ask, nor did he dare to express his dissatisfaction. He could only respond to "Yes", then turned around and went out, and according to Yan Heyun's request, he copied the preface of the Lanting Collection.

Yan Heyun was not satisfied with appreciating this amazing work in the photos. Because it was too blurry to see the photos on the mobile phone. He quickly took out Lin Liangzhe's cell phone and called him.

What he didn't expect was that a prompt tone of the other party talking on the phone was actually heard from the phone.

"Who is this guy Lao Lin calling?"

Yan Heyun was unwilling to give up and did not give up. She just made phone calls over and over again.

Finally, after more than ten minutes of dialing, he finally made the call and asked, "Lao Lin, you are still hot-selling the phone with which woman you are at your age? It took a long time to call you before you came in."

Lin Liangzhe did not answer his question, but said to himself: "I am at home and my handwriting is also in my home. It is indeed written by my grandson-in-law. If you want to read it, come over by yourself."

Yan Heyun was stunned because what Lin Liangzhe said was exactly what he wanted to ask.

Not only was he curious, he asked, "How did you know I was going to ask these questions?"

Lin Liangzhe replied: "Because before you, several people have called me and asked this. Didn't you ask me, who has been calling for so long? They are all the people in the group. You are not bad, you are the ninth one to make the call. In addition, I would like to remind you, hurry up if you want to come. Otherwise, if you want to see it very closely, you won't have that opportunity."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Yan Heyun was stunned for a moment, suddenly came to her senses, and shouted: "Three, drive out the car, I'm going to Lin Liangzhe's house. Hurry up!"

The third-ranked disciple under his sect quickly agreed, and then ran downstairs to drive.

At this moment, something similar was happening to Lin Liangzhe's old friends who saw the photos.

Everyone was like crazy, rushing from various areas in Rongcheng to Lin Liangzhe's home.

They were extremely excited.
Chapter completed!