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When Wang Zhe hit a wall everywhere, even some famous figures in the calligraphy world subconsciously thought that it was just a computer-generated thing after seeing the photo, and even despised this kind of hype.

Until Feng Dao, the president of the Huaguo Calligraphy Association, personally published Weibo, criticizing Wang Zhe for grandstanding and misleading his children.

When Wang Zhe heard about it, he was almost blown out of his lungs, and immediately replied under Feng Dao's Weibo: "President Feng, I respect that your attainments in calligraphy are higher than mine. If you don't believe me, you can do it. You can find evidence to refute me yourself, but you can't attack me personally."

"Hmph, bluffing and deceiving. Calligraphy is something that can only be learned after a long period of time. You get a photo of a young man writing on the snow, and then post it on Lanting Post. It's just a sensationalist."

Because now there are a group of people in Huaguo who do not write calligraphy with real skills, but take the edge of the sword, write with a spoon, write with their feet, or simply write with a pen in their teeth.These people's calligraphy attainments are not very exquisite, but they have gained a lot of attention by virtue of this performative calligraphy.

This also made most calligraphers extremely disdain for that kind of maverick. When they saw Zhao Mu's calligraphy on the snow, they subconsciously thought that this person was just using this to hype and want to sensationalize the public.

But Wang Zhe stopped arguing and went directly to the Calligraphy Association by car. He happened to meet Feng Dao, the president who was drinking tea in the office, and then handed the photo to Feng Dao.

Feng Dao glanced at it casually, then threw all these photos back, and said with a cold snort, "It's a trick of pretending to be a ghost."

Wang Zhe immediately became angry, and no longer restrained his temper, he pointed at Feng Dao's nose and cursed angrily: "My surname is Feng, I respect you as the president of the Huaguo Calligraphy Association, so I will explain to you patiently. , but since you haven’t seen it with your own eyes, you are not qualified to comment on it. Although the master is young, he is really a genius. If you can’t write a Lanting post, don’t think that others are the same as you.”

When Feng Dao heard this, he also stood up angrily, and shouted angrily, "Fart!"

Zhu Qingyun, the vice-chairman who came over after hearing the news, hurriedly persuaded: "Stop arguing, you two, you are both big figures in the Chinese literary world, why are you acting like a child?"

Although Zhu Qingyun is not as famous as Feng Dao and Wang Zhe, his attainment is no less than the two, and his experience and prestige are higher than the two. Wang Zhe usually respects this old man who is indifferent to fame and wealth.

"Mr. Zhu, you are an old man, so please comment on this matter."

"Vice President Zhu, do you need to talk about this? Look at the photo, a young man is writing on the snow, and he said brazenly that he got the true meaning of the Lanting post. It is obviously a hype to deceive laymen."

And Zhu Qingyun twirled his beard, then put on reading glasses, and carefully looked at the slightly blurred writing on the photo.

"If this word is put on paper, it is indeed excellent. Even if the old man I have seen on many ancient inscriptions, none of the handwriting is better than his. But it is absolutely impossible for a young man to be able to write The words that come out...I heard that there is a technology called PS recently, it seems that it can deduct words from other places..."

In the middle of Zhu Qingyun's speech, he was interrupted by Wang Zhe angrily: "Senior Zhu, it goes without saying. Do you mean that I deliberately hyped up this matter?"

"Well, I can't say that. Maybe someone deliberately created this kind of photo to confuse you. You usually concentrate on cultural affairs, and you still don't guard against such heresy tricks." Zhu Qingyun said.

"Enough, I understand. I will find a way to prove this, you guys look forward to it!" After finishing speaking, Wang Zhe rushed out of the headquarters of the Calligraphy Association.

The two people who stayed behind looked at each other in blank dismay, only a younger male secretary saw the left photo and said in surprise: "Hey, this person seems familiar."

"Why, do you know this person? Could it be that he is a rising star in the calligraphy world?" Feng Dao then asked.

The secretary replied: "I remembered. He is not from the calligraphy field. I saw him on the news before. He opened a fried restaurant in Tianjing, but he also worked part-time as a fortune teller. Later, he helped a group of patients who accidentally took opium get rid of their drug addiction. In the end, he also helped the police catch a large group of human traffickers, and I heard that he can also write songs, and now his three songs have entered the top ten of the Chinese music scene.”

Then the secretary talked on and on for a long time, leaving only Feng Dao and the two of them looking at each other in shock, and then Zhu Qingyun asked slowly: "Tell me, could it be that we made a mistake? This person is really too Awesome, so many irrelevant industries have achieved extremely high attainments... Could it be that he really wrote Lanting Posts that are comparable to the real ones?"

"Impossible! Because he is good at too many skills, it is impossible for him to have any achievements in calligraphy. The so-called greedy, the most important thing in the calligraphy industry is to study hard and practice hard. He is still so young, so limited The energy must have been distracted by the previous skills, even if you can write two strokes of calligraphy casually in the remaining time, it is very valuable, how can you have such a terrifying attainment." Feng Dao said.

"That's right, Lanting Tie is an ancient masterpiece in the calligraphy world. Countless geniuses and ghosts want to imitate it by mistake, how could it be achieved by a young man so easily." Zhu Qingyun suddenly realized.

Feng Dao snorted coldly: "It's probably because this young man wants to hype himself up and add a layer of halo to his name. It's a pity that he met us today... Calligraphy can't be hyped up by heretics, no The real thing is that it’s impossible to get ahead.”

After Wang Zhe left the Calligraphy Association, he also visited many famous calligraphers, and decided that it was impossible for no one to believe in him.

But what Wang Zhe didn't expect was that the impression that no one can reproduce the Lanting post has been deeply imprinted in everyone's minds. After seeing Wang Zhe's photo, some people even bluntly said that the word is from an ancient monument. PS When he came, he also criticized Wang Zhe all the way, which made Wang Zhe feel wronged.

In the end, Wang Zhe got drunk in desperation, and ran to Zhao Mu's shop again in a daze, planning to ask Zhao Mu for advice on what to do.

Who knew that Zhao Mu just went out because of something, but ran into Sun Zhiqiang who was helping Zhao Mu with business in the shop.

When Sun Zhiqiang heard that Wang Zhe was planning to help Zhao Mu become famous, those people didn't believe that Zhao Mu could write such a good handwriting.Sun Zhiqiang naturally believed that Zhao Mu could reproduce Lanting Tie, after all, Zhao Mu had already performed countless miracles in front of him.

Sun Zhiqiang rolled his eyes, and then asked: "You just said that the president of the Calligraphy Association called and scolded you on Weibo, and then said that this is hype."

"That's right, if he can take a look at Master Zhao's works in person, he won't just talk nonsense, and in the end no one will believe that Master Zhao can write Lanting Tie."

At this time, Sun Zhiqiang smiled and said: "Oh, you are too confused. Isn't this kind of thing easy to handle... You just take out 50 yuan to hold a competition, and then publicly say that you want Brother Mu to compete with that Feng Dao in calligraphy. If If Brother Mu wins, let Feng Dao lose 50 to you. If Feng Dao wins, you lose 50 to him."

"That's right! You're so right. How come I haven't thought about this method. Master Zhao is a rare and amazing talent who can definitely beat them. If Feng Dao doesn't dare to compete, it's quite Yu admits that his calligraphy is not as good as Master Zhao's, which is equivalent to rectifying Master Zhao's name." Wang Zhe danced excitedly, and was half sober from the wine.

After waking up, Wang Zhe suddenly said: "No, Feng Dao earns 40 to 50 yuan a year by selling calligraphy and paintings. Although this 120 yuan is a lot, it may not be useful... The market value of the house I live in 100 million, mortgage him, and think of a way, no matter how we can get together more than [-] million."

"Since this is the case, I can't back down from this kind of game that must win... I have 30 capital here to marry my wife. If this is the case, you should say that you want to directly bet 200 million with Brother Mu. If you win at the time, you don't have to give me 60, just give me the capital."

"Since this is the case, then I only need the principal, and all the money I win in the end will go to Master Zhao." Wang Zhe said excitedly.

This time Wang Zhe did not contact those well-known figures in the calligraphy world. After all, what he is good at is culture. Although he is good at calligraphy, he is definitely not as good as Feng Dao in terms of connections.

So this time Wang Zhe also used his strengths to avoid his weaknesses, and directly contacted many people in the literary world who had a good relationship with him. A group of people rushed to tell each other, making this matter worse and worse, and finally let Feng Dao hear about it in the office.

"What! They actually want to bet against me for 200 million yuan, which is better than trying someone's calligraphy?" Feng Dao even thought he heard it wrong.

Although Feng Dao has become the president of the Calligraphy Association, he doesn't think that his level is already the first in China. After all, there are many hermits in the mountains who don't care for fame and fortune. Be distracted by mundane tasks.

At least in Feng Dao's memory, there are no less than six people who can not lose to him in calligraphy, but if a young man who is just in his 20s and does not regard calligraphy as his main occupation wants to gamble with himself.

Feng Dao's first thought was that the opponent was hyping up, and maybe in the end the opponent would simply abandon the match and refuse to admit it.Or it may be playing tricks on the game and using improper means to win.

Although 200 million is not an astronomical figure for Feng Dao, it is not a small amount of money that he can easily bear. If the other party dares to bet with 200 million, he must be confident...

Thinking of this, Feng Dao felt a little timid.But once he refuses this competition, it will be spread that he does not dare to fight, and the reputation he has accumulated for so long will naturally come to naught.

"Well, I'll go to Tianjing for a competition in three days, so you can get that Master Zhao ready..."