Ning Feiyang felt like he had been on a pirate ship, but who knew that there would be even more deceptions to come. Master Luo took him to a private club and forced him to do a pose.
Of course, they look more energetic and handsome, but they are more out of place when communicating with calligraphy.
"How can we enter the calligraphy exchange meeting like this?" Ning Feiyang couldn't laugh or cry.
"Don't worry, I have an invitation letter." Luo Kang said with a smile.
The two of them got in smoothly, but the staff looked at them with complicated eyes.
Luo Kang was not interested in calligraphy in the first place. After entering, he took Ning Feiyang to a corner and chatted here and there without daring to stop, otherwise he would have to fall asleep.
In his words, when these old guys speak on stage, it is definitely the most beautiful lullaby in the world.
"Actually, today's calligraphy exchange meeting is different from previous ones. Let's have an internal competition and win a grand prize!" Li Baohua, chairman of the Calligraphy Association, said.
There was a stir in the audience. This was obviously different from what they expected, and everyone became interested.
"Baohua, you are wrong. The association is conducting an internal competition and you didn't tell me in advance?" Fu Minyin, the vice chairman of the association, was a little unhappy.
"Don't lose your temper. It's just a last minute idea. I won't participate. I'll pay for the prizes myself. What do you think?" Li Baohua said.
No one had any objection.
The Calligraphy Association has little funds, and Li Baohua has profound calligraphy skills. If he joins and uses the association's money as a reward, it would be a bit of a rip-off.
"What is the prize?" someone in the audience asked.
"This wolf-hair pen." Li Baohua took out a gray box.
Everyone was amazed.
"Isn't this Lao Li's favorite pen? It is said that it was hard-earned and was given by a Maoshan Taoist priest."
"That's right. Not only is the pen barrel made of agarwood, but the wolf hair also comes from the snowy mountains of the Himalayas. It's very spiritual, and it's made from the hair on the tips of the wolf's ears."
"If you take out such a good thing as a reward, what kind of stimulation will Mr. Li receive?"
There were different opinions and no results were discussed. Without exception, everyone was very interested in the wolf-hair pen.
Ning Feiyang is also very interested. The last time he encountered a ghost, he consulted a lot of information. The spell can shake those things.
If you want to draw talismans, you need to use cinnabar, langhao pen and talisman paper, among which langhao pen is the most important!
"I can't draw talismans now, so it would be a good idea to get this thing here first and keep it as a backup." Ning Feiyang thought in his mind.
"Okay, if you want to participate, come and sign up. Let's hurry up." Li Baohua said with a smile, "I will show you some good things later."
Any good stuff?
The love for calligraphy among these people present has basically reached an ashes level, and they dare not neglect it. Each one runs faster than the other.
"Give me a moment," Ning Feiyang said.
"Brother, are you going to the bathroom? I'll go too." Luo Kang asked.
"I signed up to participate in the calligraphy competition." Ning Feiyang replied.
Luo Kang covered his mouth, but still couldn't restrain himself and said, "Brother, forgive me for laughing unkindly, but you won't be serious, right?"
"I want to win the prize." Ning Feiyang ignored Luo Kang and walked over quickly.
After the registration, the staff had already started to distribute paper and pens, and everyone was carefully preparing.
Li Baohua cleared his throat and said: "Today I will give you a proposition. There are not many words, just three: Zui Qingfeng!"
Drunk in the breeze?
Ning Feiyang was stunned. He had only written it twice in the morning, now he wanted to write this again?
It seems that these three characters are quite famous, and the store name is well chosen!
"Brother, why are you hesitating? You can't write these three characters?" Luo Kang joked.
"Go, go, stop hitting me, let's see how my brother wins the grand prize." Ning Feiyang said.
Luo Kang was not interested in this and didn't think Ning Feiyang could win the prize, so he said, "I'll go out and smoke a cigarette first. You call me when you finish here. I'm so bored."
Ning Feiyang nodded, laid out the rice paper, and scribbled out.
Done in one go.
On the other hand, other people, for the sake of tempting rewards, will write again if they are slightly dissatisfied, just like they are about to take a big exam.
It was just a few words, and after ten minutes, they were all written down.
"Okay, everyone, put it down for now and wait for the ink to dry before making any judgments. I'll show you the treasure." Li Baohua said.
Ning Feiyang also walked over, and as soon as he came in front of Li Baohua, he ran into an acquaintance.
"Is that you?" The speaker was none other than Baili Jinxiang. He glanced at the table in the corner and said with a smile, "You also participated in the calligraphy competition?"
"That's right." Ning Feiyang responded lightly.
Baili Jinxiang laughed loudly and said, "You are a young kid, you don't plan to win a prize, do you?"
"You're really right." Ning Feiyang made no secret of it.
The two of them talking attracted everyone's attention. When these people heard Ning Feiyang's words, they all frowned.
Most of the people present were members of the Calligraphy Association, and there were very few people over the age of thirty. They were basically middle-aged uncles over forty.
On the other hand, Ning Feiyang is only eighteen years old, and with today's dress, he looks even younger.
Can such a person win an award?
I don’t even believe it!
"Look, everyone, I don't know how this kid got in, and he threatened to win a prize. It's really funny." Baili Jinxiang shouted.
He was driven away by Ning Feiyang in the morning and was completely humiliated. Now that he is on his own territory, he naturally wants to regain his place.
"Even if I don't get the prize, it won't be your turn." Ning Feiyang counterattacked lightly, "One word costs tens of hundred yuan, which shows that his calligraphy skills are evident."
"You...that's better than what you wrote!" Baili Jinxiang shouted unconvinced.
The rest of the people also pointed fingers, thinking that Ning Feiyang was too arrogant. Baili Jinxiang was not a great calligrapher, but he was much better than ordinary people. Ning Feiyang was asking for trouble.
"I dare not say anything about others, but if it is better than yours, it won't be a problem." Ning Feiyang's expression was indifferent, how could he allow others to ridicule him like this.
"Okay, okay, let's compete again during the judging. If you lose, how about giving me a thousand yuan?" Baili Jinxiang knew that Ning Feiyang was rich and wanted to take the opportunity to make some money.
"No problem, if you lose..." Ning Feiyang racked his brains and couldn't figure out what the other party had to offer, so he said casually, "You can do whatever I ask you to do from now on!"
Everyone expressed their intention to testify!
"Okay, stop yelling, don't you want to watch Chongbao?" Li Baohua didn't pay attention to the little episode.
"Look!" Everyone came to their senses.
Li Baohua opened the scroll with a smile and said: "This is a master from the folk. I also got this calligraphy accidentally. Take a look!"
Zuiqingfeng Restaurant.
Signed: Ning Feiyang!
When Ning Feiyang saw this calligraphy and painting, the expression on his face was very rich. Isn't this the piece of waste paper that was blown away by the wind in the morning? How did it become a treasure? (To be continued)