"This... is really a good calligraphy, a bit like Wang Xizhi's style, bold and bold!"
"In my opinion, he is more bold and spiritual than the Book Sage."
"I don't know how to judge, this word... it seems like you don't want to take your eyes away, as if it's magic."
The people present were all calligraphers, and they knew a lot about calligraphy. They commented that these words were absolutely the best.
"Mr. Li, aren't you just trying to make fun of us? You got the authentic works of ancient celebrities and deliberately deceived us, right?" Fu Min couldn't believe it either.
"I thought so before, but when I got this calligraphy, the ink was not dry yet." Li Baohua shook his head and said.
Fu Min was greatly surprised and asked: "Who wrote this and where did you get it?"
"If I said I picked it up, would you believe it?" Li Baohua replied.
Everyone shook their heads, thinking that Li Baohua was talking nonsense, and asked again, but no matter what they said, Li Baohua insisted that he picked it up.
"Mr. Li, forget it if you don't tell me, and we won't ask any further questions. Let's quickly judge the works now. We are waiting to win the prize." Fu Min said confidently.
He is able to sit in the position of vice-president because he has some skills. His cursive handwriting is very good. No one in Nanyang City or even the entire Jiangnan Province can match it!
In his eyes, the Langhao pen is already in his pocket!
"Okay, let's all judge together, so as not to accuse me of being biased." Li Baohua said.
Everyone followed him and scored table by table, absolutely impartially.
In order to be safe, Fu Min wrote Kuang Cao, and everyone unanimously praised it, scoring a high score of 90%.
"After all, there is that master named Ning Feiyang, otherwise, I would definitely give you ninety-nine points." Li Baohua said.
"Mr. Li gave you a thumbs up. I don't dare to compete with that master. I am ashamed of myself. I am very satisfied with 90 points." Fu Min said with a smile.
The previous score was only over 70, and there was only one score of 80. He would definitely crush it!
The scores of the following ones are not as high as Fu Ming's.
"Baili Jinxiang, this was written by you, right? It has regressed recently. The overall score given by everyone is 70. Do you have any opinions?" Li Baohua asked.
"No objection." Baili Jinxiang didn't dare to show off in front of people in the industry.
Li Baohua nodded slightly and said in a tone of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel: "I think when you joined the Calligraphy Association, you could get at least 80 points. But you have been regressing over the years, and I heard that you have fallen."
Baili Jinxiang's eyes flashed with sadness and he remained silent.
"Okay, now that the scores are out, can we announce the results?" Fu Min couldn't wait.
"Wait a minute, there's another one here." Ning Feiyang said.
Baili Jinxiang said with a smile: "There is no need to read what you wrote. It is at most the level of the third grade of elementary school. No, for someone as old as you, I am afraid it is not even as good as the level of the third grade!"
Everyone laughed.
"Young man, the fact that you are here shows that you like calligraphy, which is great, but some things... are really not just your wishful thinking." Fu Min said disdainfully.
"Hurry up and get one thousand yuan." Baili Jinxiang said proudly.
Ning Feiyang ignored them, but turned his attention to Li Baohua and said, "You initiated this competition. You have the final say whether you want to watch it or not!"
"Look, of course you have to watch it. No matter what the competition is, every contestant must be scored based on the principle of fairness and justice." Li Baohua said.
"We are all members of the Calligraphy Association, but we don't have time to give marks to random people." Fu Min felt that he had lost his standing.
The rest of the people also expressed their opinions one after another. They didn't give any points anymore, and Li Baohua gave him whatever he wanted.
Of course Li Baohua knew what they were thinking, and he didn't think Ning Feiyang could write well, but when he saw the three big characters, his eyes widened.
"This...this was written by you?" It took a long time for Li Baohua to react.
"That's right." Ning Feiyang replied.
Li Baohua took a deep breath, tried to keep himself calm, and said excitedly: "I will give you full marks. No, I will give you 101 points. The extra point will make you proud!"
One hundred...01 points?
"It's simply funny." Fu Min said dissatisfiedly, but when he saw Ning Feiyang's words, his mouth opened in surprise.
More and more people crowded in, and the whole place was silent!
"The results are out, right? I'm still waiting to get paid to drink." Baili Jinxiang said with a smile, "Mr. Li, when did you learn to joke?"
Everyone made a way for him. Baili Jinxiang's face burned when he saw the three characters. If Ning Feiyang's character scored 101 points, his five points would not be worth it!
"Impossible, how can it be exactly the same as that one?" Baili Jinxiang looked confused.
"I own Zui Qingfeng Restaurant, do you think it's the same?" Ning Feiyang asked.
Baili Jinxiang patted his head, then woke up as if from a dream, and said: "No wonder I feel that these words are familiar...Who knows if you wrote them."
Ning Feiyang didn't give the other party a chance to cheat, so he immediately picked up the pen and wrote it again.
Everyone was amazed!
The facts were before his eyes, and Baili Jinxiang had to admit it!
"Huh, so what if you wrote it? You and Mr. Fu have different styles, so they can't judge together!" Baili Jinxiang interrupted.
"As long as I write better than you, even if I win, you have to listen to me!" Ning Feiyang raised his voice, "Now I tell you to shut up!"
Baili Jinxiang opened his mouth, but in the end no words came out.
Seeing that Fu Min was about to get the treasure, he would easily miss it, so he shouted: "Yes, you and I are not in the same style, so I can't judge!"
"Crazy, right?" Ning Feiyang shook his head slightly.
He picked up the pen again and wrote without hesitation. Not only that, he wrote several fonts in one go.
Without exception, every font strives for the top spot, and even a non-professional can judge the difference between them!
"Who else is dissatisfied?" Ning Feiyang asked.
No one answered. Fu Min, who had shouted just now, also shut his mouth at this moment. Ning Feiyang completely defeated him in calligraphy.
Baili Jinxiang's face was burning. He was pretending to be a good person, but he met a master and got into trouble and lost all his face!
"Master, you are definitely at the master level. The Langhao pen is yours." Li Baohua presented the award on the spot.
Ning Feiyang felt the powerful energy when he touched the wolf-hair pen. He knew without even thinking that it was definitely a treasure!
"This little friend, if you are willing, you can join our Calligraphy Association, and you can be the vice president... No, with your strength, you can take the position of president." Li Baohua said.
"I'm just participating in the competition, so forget about the president." Ning Feiyang waved his hand.
Li Baohua spoke again: "In that case, how about becoming the honorary vice president? Your calligraphy is so good. Joining the association can also guide everyone to regain the inheritance of calligraphy." (To be continued)