Seeing everyone's expectant gaze, President Ji was both excited and worried.

He dreamed that he could be on par with calligraphy masters like Wei Shun, and it finally came true today!

Although this copybook was not made by him, after practicing all night last night, President Ji was full of confidence at this moment!

"Okay!" President Ji agreed, and he walked to the table and picked up the pen.

"Everyone will record it!" Wei Shun said quickly.

All the shots were aimed at President Ji, and they also wanted to record this exciting moment!

I saw President Ji imitating Qin Cheng's appearance, spread his legs, and waved his pen, and the pen suddenly turned on the rice paper! The writing is extremely beautiful!

Everyone was staring at President Ji, and the members and reporters in the association applauded!

“This word is very beautiful!”

"I am worthy of being a master, I must save this video tape!"

"Maybe it can become an antique in the future!"

However, the expressions of Wei Shun and those calligraphy masters were different from theirs.

The more Wei Shun looked, his brows became tighter and the more his friends looked the same.

It took more than two hours to complete, and a copybook was finally completed.

President Ji wrote down his name on the rice paper "swish" and then said proudly: "Okay."

There was a burst of praise on the scene. After the praise, everyone's eyes fell on Wei Shun and others, and President Ji also looked at Wei Shun with some tension.

Wei Shun's face looked extremely ugly. He walked to Qin Cheng's copybook and said with a cold face: "President Ji, are you sure this copybook was written by you?"

President Ji's face changed, and he said nervously: "Yes...I wrote it."

"Did you write it?" Wei Shun frowned even more, "These two copybooks are not on the same level at all!"

"That's right." Wei Shun's old friend also nodded slightly, "The writing was just now by President Ji. Although his handwriting was beautiful, he had no charm, and there was no solemn and murderous aura contained in the words, which seemed to be written by someone just started."

"Yes, usually beginners focus on pursuing beautiful handwriting."

President Ji's face looked extremely ugly. He explained with a tough bullet: "Maybe... Maybe I'm in a bad state today."

"I'm not in good condition?" Wei Shun's face turned cold. "I believe that a calligrapher's performance level will be different, but it is absolutely impossible to have such a big difference overnight! Mr. Ji, please tell me if this copybook was written by you!"

President Ji's face looked extremely ugly. He trembled with his lips and said, "Yes...I wrote it..."

"Dare you still dare to lie?" Wei Shun was furious. He grabbed the copybook written by President Ji and tore it to pieces.

Then, he glanced coldly at everyone and scolded, "I ask you, is this copybook written by President Ji?"

Many members of the association looked at each other, and they didn't expect Wei Shun to see through it at first sight!

"I can warn you that fraudsters will be expelled from the association, and I will hire a lawyer to investigate the matter. None of you will be able to escape!" Wei Shun scolded coldly, and after he said that, he was about to leave.

"Master Wei, wait!" Finally someone couldn't stand it anymore. An old man in Tang suit ran to Wei Shun quickly and said, "Master Wei Shun, this copybook was indeed not written by President Ji, but written by a young man yesterday."

As the saying goes, when the wall falls, everyone pushes it. As long as one person speaks, everyone stands out one after another.

"That's right, it's a young man, he seems to be named Qincheng!"

"Yes, I was scolded by President Ji yesterday, and belittled him nothing!"

President Ji's face turned red, and he was extremely embarrassed to stand there.

Wei Shun frowned and whispered: "You are still lying until now? It is impossible for a young man who has just entered society to write such calligraphy!"

"Slow down." At this time, an old man next to Wei Shun shook his head.

This old man comes from the Fan family, a big Kyoto family. Some people in his family know a little about martial arts, and he also hears a little about the name of Qincheng.

"Old Fan, what's wrong?" Wei Shun asked.

Lao Fan Fuxu said, "This copybook may really be written by Qin Cheng."

"Oh? Do you know this Qincheng?" Wei Shun said in surprise.

Lao Fan nodded and said, "This young man is not simple. Dong Tiannan in the southwest died at his hands and even killed people from the Su family in Kyoto. Not to mention that he has experienced many battles, it is almost the same."

Wei Shun's face changed slightly, obviously a little shocked.

"Lao Wei, do you remember Su Pei of the Su family?" Lao Fan said with a smile.

"Of course." Wei Shun nodded slightly, "The ninth branch of the Su family was later expelled from the Su family. This incident caused a lot of storm in Kyoto."

Lao Fan nodded and smiled, "Qin Cheng is Su Pei's grandson-in-law."

Wei Shun was shocked. He looked at Lao Fan in surprise and said, "Is there such an identity?"

"Haha, if you look up the information about Qincheng carefully, you will be shocked!" Lao Fan couldn't help laughing.

Wei Shun looked at President Ji coldly and said coldly: "Mr. Ji, I'll ask you again, who wrote this copybook."

President Ji said with a trembling trembling: "Yes... it was written by Qin Cheng, I... I didn't expect this copybook to have such a high evaluation. Master Wei, I know I was wrong..."

Wei Shun said coldly: "You should be expelled from the calligraphy world!"

Hearing this, President Ji's face suddenly became ashamed and sat on the ground.

"Let's go and meet that young man." Wei Shun waved his hand.

...

At this time, Qincheng had just picked up Xu Xiaojing from the shanty town to Longhaishan.

"Look, this villa has been destroyed." Qin Cheng pointed to a pile of ruins and said, "It will be dangerous for you to stay here."

Xu Xiaojing covered her mouth and said in fear: "Brother Qin Cheng, who did this? Why don't you look for a police officer?"

Qin Cheng was silent for a long time, then slowly spoke: "Police arrests are not omnipotent, some things still have to rely on themselves."

After saying that, Qin Cheng rubbed Xu Xiaojing's head and said, "I'll choose an apartment for you, just near your school, so you can live there from now on."

"Ah, thank you Brother Qin Cheng!" Xu Xiaojing nodded quickly and said, "Brother Qin Cheng, can you teach me calligraphy?"

"Okay." Qin Cheng smiled, "When I have time to teach you, if I have the chance, I will help you get a signature from Master Wei Shun."

"That's great!" Xu Xiaojing almost jumped up excitedly.

"Hmm?" At this moment, Qin Cheng suddenly frowned slightly.

"Someone went up the mountain?" Qin Cheng's spiritual sense suddenly became loose, covering the vehicles that were going up the mountain in an instant.
Chapter completed!