Wang Binggan was thinking about whether he should remind Li Yi that he could only write a hundred or ten words this time. Suddenly, he lowered his head and saw that he had already written more than ten words. When he looked at it again, he couldn't help but secretly took a breath. This little guy seems to be not 23 years old this year, right?

However, what was more surprised than him were Mr. Liu and Mr. Huang who had been staring at Li Yi's movements.

If you don’t write well, it’s the same as testing the level of a dancer. First, you will be stubborn. If you don’t have a good posture, no matter how charming you look and a hot figure, you can only be a vase. Similarly, if you practice calligraphy or not, you will practice blindly all your life.

And this guy Li Yi is no matter how hard he dares to use a hand-carved knife to eat hard wood. How can he be bad?

Therefore, in the eyes of Mr. Liu and Mr. Huang, when he lifted his pen, the feeling of being as steady as Mount Tai and as a sensation as abyss came to his face. When he looked again, his waist, arms, elbows, and wrists were not inferior to those of them, the old calligraphers who had been playing with pens for decades!

There is something to do!

When Li Yi finished writing, the two of them understood in their hearts that they were afraid they would really send out a certificate of official membership today!

Then, they felt extremely surprised. I heard that this boy had only been a teacher for Zhong Haoqing and Hu Jinquan for only a few months, but no matter how high the couple was, it would be impossible for them to train a calligrapher in just a few months?!

And, the most important thing is that he is young! Compared with the age when they became calligraphers, this kid is simply too young and outrageous!

What a terrifying talent this should be?

Mr. Liu and Mr. Huang looked at each other, but I’m afraid that his enlightenment teacher is extraordinary! But how could he just push such an outstanding disciple to someone else’s disciple casually?

In fact, none of these are the key. The key is why it was not them who picked up this landed peach?

Therefore, the more they read Li Yi's words, the more jealous they became. The more they looked at Li Yi's airs, the more they were sure that this kid had definitely stood on the threshold. Zhong Haoqing and his wife just pushed him!

Your sister! I casually picked up a genius calligrapher in his twenties as his apprentice. Is their luck going to break through the rhythm of the sky?

For a moment, the three old men sighed. Thinking about their disciples, and then looking at them, how different it is, what a scumbag!

After reading a hundred or so words, the three of them looked at each other, and Mr. Liu left to prepare the certificate. As for the other four people who were taking the exam, although they were old, those words were also top-notch as a fan, but if you want to officially join the ranks of calligraphers, you may not be able to touch the door if you practice for another ten or eight years!

Soon, the four people who wrote before ended one after another, and two of them might not be very satisfied with them, so when they handed them over to Huang Lao, they smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

Because Li Yi was still writing, Mr. Huang didn't have much to say, but just patted the shoulders of these two calligraphy enthusiasts who were not much different from his age. It's okay, if you work harder, you might suddenly get excited one day?

The middle-aged man with a scholar's temperament was different. Obviously, he was very satisfied with his performance today. As soon as he stopped writing, a proud smile appeared on his face. He was about to ask Mr. Huang and Liu for a few words of praise, but when he turned his head, he saw that, including the three people who had just handed in the paper, stood silently behind Li Yi with a serious expression, staring at the unrestrained pen tip in his hand without blinking.

What is this situation? Did that guy write about it?

The man frowned and walked to the opposite side of Li Yi, looked down, and suddenly couldn't help but shout.

"Okay, good words!"

Li Yi, who was writing hard, frowned, but his hands were as stable as a sniper who had been practicing for decades. There was no trace of panic and hesitation in his pen!

However, Wang Bing did not do it anymore. Jia Bin definitely did it on purpose!

Because he really knew him so much. He looked gentle and kind, but in fact he was a nouveau riche who broke out by taking the wrong path. In recent years, he didn't know who listened to his advice and began to cultivate his mind and cultivate his character and practice calligraphy.

This person is also a super talented person. In just a few years, he has seen that threshold. Therefore, in the past two years, he has to come to the exam several times every year, and is even willing to sponsor a large sum of money to join the Calligraphy Association.

However, few people in the Calligraphy Association liked him, so they always strictly followed the rules and kept him out every time.

If a person who has practiced big characters for several years does not know that he should not be aloud when others write. He does not believe it, so he quickly raised his head, glared at him angrily, and made a gesture of silence with his hands.

Jia Bin laughed awkwardly, then he seemed to remember something, covered his mouth with his hands, but a trace of anger flashed through his eyes.

The other three enthusiasts stood beside Li Yi and watched for a while. Two of them shook their heads and left, while one picked up their works and carefully checked them with Li Yi. It turned out that he was also writing "The Mysterious Tower".

Soon, Li Yi finished writing and stopped writing, then looked up and Old Liu stood in front of him with a camera in his smile.

"Come on, keep writing posture and then take your words and... well, be serious, this is something to be archived."

With Jia Bin's envious and jealous eyes, Li Yi quickly finished the program of joining the club and got the big red-skinned notebook that belonged to him.

"I'll let you go today. I must write this post in full another day and then hand it over as soon as possible. We will frame it in the exhibition room of the Calligraphy Association."

Wang Binggan finally explained, nodded slightly at Jia Bin, saying hello, and then got up and walked out.

"Hehe, Mr. Liu, Mr. Huang, please help me see, there should be no problem this time, right?"

Jia Bin turned around and picked up the seal characters he wrote, and without even looking at them, he covered them on several copybooks of Li Yi, and then showed a flattering smile.

"How can you do this? This ink hasn't been done yet!"

Li Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Jia Bin, and said nothing. But Mr. Liu quit. This is an object to be archived. What's more, this calligraphy itself is also a great work. If it is ruined by Jia Bin's action, it would be a pity!

Because of Jia Bin's action, Mr. Huang was not very polite to him.

"What are our standards? How do you write, you should know what you think. You... come back next time!"

After saying that, he smiled and said to Li Yi:

"Leave it to Lao Liu to clean up here. Let's go to the garden. Otherwise, when the president announces the good news later, your protagonist is not here, how embarrassing?"

Li Yi helped Mr. Liu pack his copybook, then smiled and greeted him. Without even looking at Jia Bin, he turned around and walked out the door. As soon as he reached the door, a very low but clear voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What are all things? I won't play with you anymore!"

When Mr. Huang heard this, he stopped walking, and then walked out without looking back. Li Yi stood still and looked back at Jia Bin. Is this person sick? Why is there really such a person in this world?

"Don't pay attention to him, a cultural relics dealer. He made some money by making fakes and selling wigs a few years ago. Now he wants to play with some elegant things... Humph, he doesn't even look at his virtues!"

Walking out of the villa gate, Mr. Huang snorted coldly and explained to Li Yi.

Li Yi nodded. Antiques have been very hot in recent years, so they have fattened up many people who specialize in making counterfeits and selling counterfeits. However, because the regulations in this industry are not perfect and there are various bad habits, many times they can't help with such people.

However, he would better not mess with him again, otherwise his two bodyguards were at the age of overenergy!

In the garden, when Wang Bing saw Li Yi coming over, he stood up with a dry smile and clapped his palms hard.

"Now, let me tell you a good news, that is, Li Yi, a disciple of Mr. Zhong Haoqing, has successfully passed the assessment and officially became the 178th member of our Calligraphy Association. Welcome everyone!"

After saying that, Wang Binggan began to take the lead in applauding, but at most, there were only a few people who followed him, and most of the rest were screaming.

It's impossible. The young man just now introduced to them. They all thought they were bringing their juniors over to make a familiar face. How could he become a calligrapher who can be on par with them in a blink of an eye? Has he been over twenty?

For a moment, the garden was in a mess, and the calligraphers and their disciples who were really familiar with each other looked incredible. Calligraphy is no better than other things, and there has never been a quick success. Is there anything wrong with this?

"Haoqing, I remember you said just now that this apprentice has only been taken away for a few months. Is this... he practiced before? How long has it been?"

Zhong Haoqing smiled bitterly and shook her head. Li Yi went to take the exam just now. The reason why she didn't follow her was that she was unwilling to face this problem. Because, once someone asked, to be honest, the consequences were really too difficult to predict, but if you tell a lie, she was unwilling to...

"Teacher Liu, you'll ask him yourself later."

There are already many people in the garden now, almost more than 60 people, but there are only 20 real calligraphers at most, which are almost all members of the Calligraphy Association. As for Li Yi's No. 178, it started with the first group of calligraphers who joined the association. Otherwise, there would be so many members in one term, so why would the calligraphers not be in a mess?

"Okay, okay, I know everyone doesn't believe it, I didn't believe it at the beginning. So, isn't there a guy here? Wouldn't we just let him perform live?"

Wang Binggan's words aroused a lot of praise, and Li Yi grinned helplessly. Why do you still have to write it?

"Okay, I want me to read it, so just write about our topic this time. Xiao Li writes it first, let's keep up!"

Among the crowd, an old man responded positively, and immediately pushed Li Yi to an awkward situation. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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