The urban strengthening system dominates the whole field

One stroke and one stroke, whirling forward and backward, flowing clouds and flowing water.

Soon, a large, vigorous character appeared in front of Wei Hongshu and Zeng Taoyin.

After seeing this work, the eyes of both of them were shocked.

"A group of hordes playing in the sea, dancing cranes roaming the sky...why does this picture look so familiar?!"

Zeng Taoyin suddenly looked at Wei Hongshu in astonishment, pointed at him and exclaimed, "Wei Gong, isn't this your work?"

Wei Hongshu also looked blankly at the writing on the wall.

It was a picture of Wei Hongshu's own handwriting.

But the strange thing is that the words written by Ye Hong are exactly the same as those on the wall!

If they hadn't seen Ye Hong's writing with their own eyes, both of them would have doubted whether the work in front of them was copied directly!

"How did you do it?"

The two old men who were nearly sixty years old looked at Ye Hong stupidly, like two ignorant children.

Ye Hong spread his hands and said flatly, "If you want to write, you can do it."

Zeng Taoyin was so angry that Ye Hong's understatement was so close to Bao'er that he spat out old blood.

If calligraphy were as simple as Ye Hong said, he wouldn't have to worry about finding an apprentice.

But before he knew it, Zeng Taoyin had lost the contempt just now, and instead re-examined Ye Hong.

He frowned and said, "Are you kidding me with Duke Wei here?"

Wei Hongshu immediately smiled wryly: "Mr. Zeng, if I had known that this kid is such a monster, I would have accepted him as my apprentice."

The world is a lesson, Wei Hongshu only thought Ye Hong was a learning genius before, and couldn't bear to bury his literary talent, so he decided to bestow Ye Hong with a good luck and let him worship Zeng Taoyin as his teacher.

But Wei Hongshu never thought that Ye Hong's calligraphy ability is also so monstrous!

So now Wei Hongshu's intestines are full of regrets, and he always feels that a piece of flesh has been cut off from his heart-it's a big loss!

"Hmph! I just don't believe it."

Zeng Taoyin shook his head in disbelief, and suddenly looked at Ye Hong, who had a calm face, and said, "If you can imitate the essence of my Zeng Feng's cursive script, I won't accept you as a disciple, and I will call you teacher directly." .

Do you dare? "

It seemed that the suspicious old man was still convinced that Ye Hong and Wei Hongshu were working together to deceive him.

Wei Hongshu smiled helplessly, but Ye Hong smiled confidently: "What's so difficult?"

Then pick up the pen and write again.

For some reason, seeing Ye Hong's calm smile, Zeng Taoyin felt strongly uneasy.

Ye Hong's brushwork this time is very different from before.

If it was just a quick stroke of the pen, now it's a flash of electricity, and the end of the pen is ever-changing.

One of the biggest features of Zeng Feng's cursive script is its variability.

Every tick and every point, not only has a strong Zeng style, but also mixes the characteristics of famous masters of the past dynasties.

That's why Zeng Feng's cursive script is so difficult to imitate.

However, these difficulties are not worth mentioning to Yehong.

"Ding! Trigger proficiency-level calligraphy ability, trigger proficiency-level imitation ability..."

A moment later, a work full of pen and ink appeared again.

And Zeng Taoyin was completely dumbfounded.

He picked up the rice paper with trembling hands, and looked closely at it.

The protruding eyeballs are almost connected to the paper.

However, no matter how picky he was, he couldn't pick out any flaws in this work that were different from Zeng Feng's cursive script.

It's as if Zeng Taoyin wrote it himself.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 1812 I believe you are evil!

"Mr. Zeng, you won't doubt me now, will you?"

Wei Hong on the side wrote jokingly.

"No, no..."

Zeng Taoyin murmured a few times, with the shock still on his face, he asked the question again in disbelief: "How did this happen?"

No wonder the two were so shocked. Throughout the ages, it has never been heard that someone can copy the works of a certain calligrapher to such a level that they are almost identical!

However, Ye Hong still had that bland attitude: "If you want to write, then you can do it."

How did they know that Ye Hong was not a copy at all, but a direct copy.

This is better than copying.

What was copied was dead characters, but Ye Hong even copied the soul of other people's calligraphy.

"I believe you are evil!"

The corners of Wei Hongshu and Zeng Taoyin's mouths twitched, and they were choked speechless for a while.

But Ye Hong blinked, "Friendly" reminded: "Old Zeng, don't forget your promise just now."

Zeng Taoyin was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly remembered what he had promised just now, and his complexion changed drastically.

Just now he firmly believed that Ye Hong's strength was fake, and confidently promised: If Ye Hong can imitate the essence of Zeng Feng's cursive script, he will not accept Ye Hong as a disciple, but directly call Ye Hong a teacher!

Now Ye Hong has not only imitated the essence, he has imitated all of Zeng Taoyin's people.

"That... just now I was angry... some words didn't go through my mind...

ahem..."

Zeng Taoyin looked embarrassed, and talked about him from left to right, trying to confuse this matter.

After all, he was already very old, and he still couldn't open his mouth to call such a young Ye Hong his teacher.

But Ye Hong would not let him go.

He who holds grudges, will never forget the old man's belittling and contempt when he just entered the door.

"Well, the so-called master of the literary world, Zeng Feng Shusheng, is nothing more than that.

After all, it is difficult for a brazen and shameless person to enter the elegant hall.

Forget it, I'll just pretend I've never seen this person before. "

However, Ye Hong sent Zeng Taoyin's ridicule back to him sharply.

Zeng Taoyin's face was red and white, mixed with complex emotions such as shame, embarrassment, and embarrassment.

But he was wronged first, so he could only endure Ye Hong's irony.

"Ding! Irony Zeng Feng Shusheng, irony ability +1, face +1!"

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Wei Hongshu couldn't bear to see his old friend fail to come to the stage, so he made a plan.

"You guys, it's considered 'not acquaintances if you don't fight', there's no need to get so stiff.

I have a better suggestion here.

How about changing it to Zeng Gong, you promised to do something for Ye Boy?

How do you two feel? "

Zeng Taoyin just wanted to quickly skip this topic at the moment, seeing Wei Hongshu stretching out the steps, he went down the steps without hesitation.

He who had never bowed his head for so many years, but now he said to Ye Hong in embarrassment: "What do you want me to do?"

Ye Hong secretly laughed in his heart, this time he really made a lot of money.

He didn't let Zeng Taoyin continue to embarrass him, he smiled and said: "This junior really has something to ask for.

I have a good friend's restaurant opening tomorrow, can I ask Mr. Zeng to write a picture for her on the spot? "

Zeng Taoyin was taken aback for a moment, with a troubled expression on his face.

After all, he had sworn not to write an inscription for anyone.

Seeing this, Ye Hong twitched the corner of his mouth slightly: "The [teacher] matter..."

"I'll ask! I'll ask! Stop talking!"

Zeng Taoyin trembled in fright, and quickly agreed.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 1813 Use text as a soldier to protect him comprehensively

The restaurant that Yehong asked Zeng Taoyin to help with the inscription is of course the noodle restaurant that Wu Qinglan will open soon.

Although the owner of this noodle shop is Wu Qinglan on the surface, Ye Hong is the source of funds and the actual controller behind it.

So don't look at Yehong's indifferent appearance on the surface, but secretly he is very concerned about this store.

It will be a great joy for the noodle shop if the inscription of the legendary Zeng Feng Shusheng can be invited.

Although Ye Hong was not allowed to worship Zeng Taoyin as his teacher this time, but Wei Hongshu showed extra joy because he didn't know if he had discovered Ye Hong's new talent.

After Ye Hong left, Wei Hongshu still kept the joy on his face.

"You're almost done. Seeing your old friend eat up, is there any need to be so happy?!"

Zeng Taoyin took a sip of tea sadly and indignantly, feeling very bitter.

"Hahaha, I am sincerely happy for this kid.

Mr. Zeng, don't be sad, if you know the identity of this kid, you will feel much better. "

Seeing Wei Hongshu's mysterious look, Zeng Taoyin couldn't help but wondered: "Look at you, this kid has some background?"

"It's more than something."

Wei Hongshu's face suddenly became serious.

He found a reason and asked Secretary Zhang to go outside.

At the same time, the doors and windows were tightly closed, so that even a gust of wind could hardly penetrate.

Seeing Wei Hongshu's solemn appearance, Zeng Taoyin was even more surprised.

Just talking about Ye Hong's background, is it necessary to be so careful?

However, what Wei Hongshu said next made Zeng Taoyin feel that these actions were not exaggerated at all.

After finishing all this, Wei Hongshu said to Zeng Taoyin word by word: "He is a descendant of [Four Uniques]!"

"what?!"

Zeng Taoyin's hands trembled in fright, and the tea in the teacup splashed all over him.

However, Zeng Taoyin didn't bother to wipe it off, instead he widened his eyes and murmured: "The surname is Ye, could it be that he is from [Heartbreak]..."

"That's right." Wei Hongshu sighed silently: "Back then we were all fans of the [Four Uniques], but in today's online language for young people, we are their 'fans', right?

But those of us supporters, back then, could only watch Sijue wash their hands one by one, powerless...

The moment I knew Ye Hong's identity, I vowed to do my best to take good care of him and make up for the debt I owed to the four chefs. "

Zeng Taoyin was stunned for a long time, then sighed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier, I wouldn't have treated him like that..."

"Oh, I'm not worried about being noticed by him.

I still don't want him to know about those sad past events. "

"Then why are you telling me now?"