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Seeing Shen Lang's hippie smiling face, Song Ci felt a little disgusted in his heart.

This is Cui Tiancheng's calligrapher's studio, just as Chen Feng said, it is a hall of elegance and cannot be profaned.

You can come in, as long as you like calligraphy, no one will stop you, but you are disrespectful to Master Cui with such a playful smile.

"Shen Lang, please be quiet, we are copying the signature."

Song Ci looked at Shen Lang with a serious face.

Today's Song porcelain is wearing a Han skirt, called Niai Xiaozhu, which is one of the Han clothes.

The skirt is azure, and the hem of the skirt is dotted with some white florals, just like the implication of Song Ci's name, the azure color waits for mist and rain, like a poem and a painting.

It is also a Han skirt. In comparison, Qi Meixue back then is far less oriental than today's Song porcelain.

Shen Lang didn't answer Song Ci, but walked straight towards them.

When he came, Cui Tiancheng didn't elaborate, Shen Lang was very curious about what kind of help he was asked to help.

"Shen Lang, don't get close to Xiaoci, just stay there honestly, do you know calligraphy? What are you dangling about!"

Chen Feng stood in front of Song Ci, not letting Shen Lang approach.

Shen Lang didn't answer Chen Feng, he didn't need to explain to anyone whether he knew calligraphy or not.

At this moment, Song Ci gently pushed Chen Feng away, and asked Shen Lang, "Did my grandfather ask you to come?"

Because in various occasions before, there was her grandfather as a middleman. Although she and Shen Lang were considered friends, they were not very close. Most of the time, they got in touch because of their grandfather.

"No." Shen Lang shook his head lightly and replied.

"Then what are you doing here?" Song Cixiu frowned and asked suspiciously.

"Something happened." Shen Lang said.

"What's the matter?" Song Ci asked again.

"It's inconvenient to say." Shen Lang replied again.

Cui Tiancheng asked him to help, but it is unclear what kind of help he could help, so Shen Lang naturally couldn't explain clearly.

Besides, he didn't need to report to Song Ci.

Song Ci didn't ask any more questions, but Chen Feng beside him, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, said with a sneer, "Is it inconvenient to say, or is it embarrassing to say? Let me tell you, you want to climb high, so you asked Xiao Ci's itinerary, I tried my best to get close to Xiaoci, I'm right!"

"Chen Feng, don't talk nonsense!" Although Song Ci felt that there was some truth to it, it was too much for Chen Feng to say it so bluntly.

"Xiaoci, I'm telling the truth. This is Professor Cui's calligraphy studio. Everyone here is the elite of the calligraphy club. Today, I'm here to listen to Professor Cui's lecture. This kid will interfere with Professor Cui's lecture, and Professor Cui said that a new teacher will come today, we must behave well and not leave a bad impression on the new teacher."

Chen Feng was slapped unconscious by Shen Lang at the gate of the airport the day before yesterday, and he had nowhere to take revenge, but now he is excited, wishing to kill Shen Lang.

When the other students heard this, they all nodded in agreement, expressing their agreement.

Song Ci was also persuaded.

She has a good relationship with Professor Cui, and she is also the president of the school's calligraphy club. She clearly remembers that Professor Cui specially asked her yesterday that a new teacher will come to exchange calligraphy experience today.

"Shen Lang, you heard it too. The students have a lot of opinions on you. It's not that we are targeting you specifically. It's because today is really important. The club has a series of recruiting activities that need to be planned at the beginning of school. We not only have to attend classes, but also There is a meeting, so I can't allocate extra energy."

"Don't worry about me, you are busy with your work, I will go around by myself." Shen Lang responded.

"Okay, let's continue to post. Don't make too much noise, or we will be affected." Song Ci nodded.

However, Chen Feng was not happy, he would not give up until he drove Shen Lang out of the studio.

"What are you turning around? What's your improvement? The studio is full of calligraphy works. Can a vulgar low-class person like you understand it?!"

Hearing Chen Feng's sharp words, Shen Lang said disgustedly: "It's not your studio, the owner here didn't drive me away, why are you in a hurry? I really understand calligraphy."

"What? You know calligraphy? A former food delivery man also knows elegant calligraphy? Besides, can your Ping An University get in touch with a calligraphy master like Cui Tiancheng?"

When Chen Feng said this, the others sighed in contempt.

At this moment, Shen Lang frowned and felt very puzzled.

He thought that when he was in Ping'an City, he did deliver food, but Song Ci didn't know about it, so who told Chen Feng behind his back?
No matter what the other party's purpose is, what is certain is that the other party has no good intentions and is playing tricks to slander behind his back, which is too insidious.

"If I couldn't get in touch, I wouldn't be here today."

In Shen Lang's eyes, Cui Tiancheng is not yet a master of calligraphy, and today Shen Lang is serious about accepting Cui Tiancheng's invitation, not because he has a hot face and a cold butt to force himself up.

"Hehe, it's just you? Can you also get in touch with people like Professor Cui? You said you know calligraphy, don't you know what the stickers we are copying now are?"

Chen Feng pointed to the calligraphy on the table and questioned Shen Lang.

And Shen Lang hadn't had time to read the calligraphy, but seeing Chen Feng's smug expression, he felt that the calligraphy might be the only copy of a famous calligrapher.

He lowered his head and took a glance, his brows furrowed instantly, revealing a look of surprise.

It was not an isolated copy, but it surprised him.

"What? Are you confused! Didn't you boast that you know calligraphy? Tell me, what kind of post is this?" Chen Feng was arrogant.

Shen Lang's current mood has indeed become surprised, but there are other reasons.

Because of this post, he is too familiar with it!
"This cursive script has many flaws, and it's not a pinnacle work. I really didn't expect it to be copied by someone." Shen Lang said bluntly.

As soon as the words fell, all the students of the Calligraphy Club of Jianghua University immediately exploded.

Everyone disagreed with Shen Lang's words very much, and accused him one after another.

Especially Chen Feng, immediately pointed at Shen Lang and reprimanded severely: "This is out of print! The only copy! It is the pinnacle work of this calligrapher! Don't be profane, you vulgar person!"

"The signature is indeed flawed. Please pay attention to it. The third character in the second column is not elegant and flexible enough, and it is a bit rigid. The first character in the third column also has the same problem. In fact, there is another version that is more elegant than this one. Good." Shen Lang pointed out the problems with the copybook.

"You know what! This is an only copy, understand? There is no second edition out of print!" Chen Feng yelled loudly, full of disdain for Shen Lang.

"With your level, it's normal that you can't see any flaws, but it cannot be denied that there is really another optimized version." Shen Lang said.

At this time, Song Ci finally couldn't help it, and solemnly declared to Shen Lang: "Please respect the calligrapher, Chen Feng is right, this is the only copy, there is no improved version at all, and it is called the pinnacle of this calligrapher It’s not too much at all!”

Shen Lang was speechless.

He thought to himself that he was not dead yet, and he was in the prime of his youth, so why did the signatures become orphans and out of print?
Besides, no one knows whether the handwriting I wrote is the pinnacle work or not!