Chapter 162： Never seen before!

As a result, several students were detained for inspection.

"There is a saying in China, rice can be eaten indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. I don't think you know, so I will tell you now." Liu Shizheng walked out and said to Black in front of him.

"Sorry, I'm just telling the truth." Then, with a playful sneer on Blake's face, he looked at the painting next to him as he walked. Now, just like you, you are also worthy to establish a calligraphy association?"

"It's ridiculous."

In one sentence, not only did the calligraphy association people feel unhappy, but many students beside them were also filled with righteous indignation. This Black is simply too arrogant!

It is too arrogant!

At the moment, Liu Shizheng said angrily: "So according to what you said, you can calligraphy? And write better than us?"

"Yes."

Blake said, then looked at Liu Shizheng, "It seems you don't believe it, do you?"

Then, Blake picked up the brush while everyone was watching, and began to write.

"This is? "Yan Qin Li Stele"?"

"Yan Zhenqing's masterpiece?"

"this......."

The insider watched the doorway, and the outsider watched the excitement. For a moment, the members of the calligraphy club all watched it. Then, the next moment, their eyes widened, and they couldn't believe what they saw.

How could a foreigner write "Yan Qin Li Stele" so well?

this......

Pen go dragon and snake, pen strength and vigor!

Compared to them, it's nothing less than better!

How can a foreigner write calligraphy so well?

This Blake is definitely a master of calligraphy.

Gao Linxiang, the vice president of the Mountain City Calligraphy Association next to him, was taken aback for a moment. He was shocked. It was really extraordinary to be able to write such a character at this age.

Even at the beginning, he didn't expect that the other party actually had such an ability.

After a while, Black looked at the person next to him, and suddenly smiled coldly, "How is it? How is my writing compared to you?"

In a word, everyone was speechless.

What can I say?

This is the quintessence of China. They claim that calligraphy is good, but now they are crushed by a foreigner, and they feel ashamed.

Faced with Black's question in front of him, they couldn't say much.

One by one, their faces flushed, standing there, wishing to find a seam to get in.

They are not reconciled one by one, but what is the use if they are not reconciled now?

There is no way.

One by one, they looked at Liu Shizheng next to him and the president of their calligraphy association, but now Liu Shizheng looked at the character and bowed his head. It was him, and he was also ashamed now.

He lost the face of the Calligraphy Association, lost the face of China!

Let a foreigner use them as stepping stones and step on them to show off his might!

hateful!

"Why? Why don't you speak anymore?"

"Haha, I came to this Han culture exhibition this time, and I came to the calligraphy exhibition area to prepare to consult with you, but I didn't expect it, alas, it seems that you are not as good as me."

"Just like you, you have established a calligraphy association, so shameless?"

"I also said that calligraphy is the national quintessence of your China, shit, now you can't even compare to me, still the national quintessence?"

"It's the same as your gunpowder. It seemed that you developed it at first, but didn't it still use it on you? It's ridiculous."

.......

After a sentence was spoken, the few foreign students next to him also laughed. This time, all the students next to him were full of anger, but they were helpless.

Even when Gao Linxiang watched such a scene, his face was so gloomy that it was about to drip out, so he didn't feel too angry.

But he is so old now that he can't end up in person, otherwise he won't be able to win.

At the moment, he has no choice.

Just as the audience was silent for a while.

A chuckle sounded.

When everyone looked for reputation, they saw that it was not someone else who was speaking, it was Chen Yi.

At this time, Chen Yi was holding a brush, writing something on the rice paper.

[One inch of mountains and rivers, one inch of blood, one hundred thousand young men and one hundred thousand troops...]

Everyone leaned over and looked at Chen Yiluo's pen.

One inch of mountains and rivers, one inch of blood, one hundred thousand young people, one hundred thousand troops!

For a while, everyone seemed to have returned to that era, that era of humiliation, but this sentence speaks of China's backbone!

It speaks out the backbone of China!

It speaks out the backbone of hundreds of millions of young people!

Back then, they could still achieve that kind of victory!

Now, how can one be trampled underfoot by an international student!

A line of words, they are full of enthusiasm in their hearts!

The more you look at it, the more people feel proud!

Black and the others leaned over, took a look, and then felt the momentum of the people next to them, and their hearts trembled suddenly!

The people who were just like frightened ostriches are now like awake lions, and it is this word that awakens them, this sentence!

Black looked at this sentence.

One inch of mountains and rivers, one inch of blood, one hundred thousand young men and one hundred thousand troops!

This sentence, coupled with such a vigorous pen, is like a sharp sword, pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows!

"this!"

Black took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

The moment Blake landed, the pain struck him and made him wake up in an instant, but the momentum in the word just now made him feel chilly.

It was as if one hundred thousand young people jumped out of the rice paper and lined up in front of him!

Almost frightened him!

Afterwards, several foreign students and the people beside them stared at the word.

Chen Yi.

At the moment of writing, it seemed as if a magnificent picture was unfolding in front of everyone!

this!

what is this!

What kind of pen power is this!

Even Gao Linxiang stood there blankly, looking at the words on the rice paper in front of him.

"The difference between the hanging needles and the dew, the strangeness of flying through the thunder and falling into the stone, the horror of the flying beast, the state of horror of the flying snake, the tendency of the dead shore to fall on the peak, the shape of the sorrow in danger; or as heavy as a cloud, or as light as Cicada wings; guide the spring and note, and stop the mountain to be safe."

The first line, there is still such a gesture!

After paying attention to the content and paying attention to the majestic, he also made a professional comment on the first line of words in his heart!

The comments made by patiently shocked!

Strange state!

However, it is incomparably harmonious, as if this rice paper is a piece of heaven and earth, and Chen Yi's words are mountains and rivers, are all kinds of grasses and green bamboos, are all animals and creatures, and Chen Yi is the ruler of heaven and earth.

Chen Yi started a new line and continued to write.

Liu Shizheng was also dumbfounded and opened his mouth unconsciously:

"It's as slender as the first moon rises out of the horizon, and falls down like a row of stars; the beauty of nature, and the power of non-strength; faith can be described as clever and ingenious, both heart and hands are smooth, and there is no reason to move. Between one painting, it changes up and down at the front end; within one point, it frustrates at a sharp point."