The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 787 There is another font

"Hiss—" Hearing Mr. Jin give such a high evaluation, everyone present gasped in fright.

Jin Lao can be regarded as a leading figure in the literary world, this point, the people present couldn't be more clear.

However, just now, Elder Jin actually said that even if he practiced for decades, his attainment in running script would not reach one-tenth of Chen Hao's.

People at the level of Mr. Jin all humbly say that he is not as good as Chen Hao, let alone the other people present, who are probably not even one percent of Chen Hao's level.

"Chen Xiaoyou is truly amazing, amazing!" Jin Zerui finally concluded with admiration.

Chen Hao and Jin Zerui looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths curled slightly.

Neither humble nor arrogant, with a calm expression.

It has truly achieved what Mr. Kong Ming wrote in "Book of Commandments", "There is no way to go far without tranquility, and no ambition without indifference".

"Haha, Mr. Jin is obviously self-effacing."

Guo Nan looked at the shocked crowd and stood up to cheer up the atmosphere: "However, Mr. Jin can give such a high evaluation, which also shows that Chen Hao's attainments in running script are indeed profound, and everyone present is worthy of learning!"

If these words were changed to be said to everyone present at ordinary times, they would be disdainful given their top-ranked literary attainments in Jiangyin City.

After all, let them learn literature from a high school student, and people will laugh out loud if they say it.

But now, when these people have really seen Chen Hao's calligraphy, they have to admit that Chen Hao's calligraphy attainments are indeed much higher than theirs.

"Yes, yes, what Old Jin said is very true."

"Learn, learn when you go back!"

"I don't know if Chen Hao will accept disciples or not?"

All the people present were talking about it, and all their ears were praises for Chen Hao.

Standing among the group of people, Zhang Keda felt even more upset when he heard these words.

The hands hanging on both sides of the trouser pockets were tightly clenched into fists, and the roots of the teeth were clenched tightly, as if to tear Chen Hao into pieces.

"Old Zhang, did you just see that this calligrapher's attainment is obviously higher than yours, so you didn't comment on it embarrassingly?" someone jokingly asked.

These words were originally said as a joke, but in Zhang Keda's ears, they hit his heart.

The already unhappy mood became even more unhappy because of being exposed in public.

"Hmph! It's nothing but graffiti!" Zhang Keda snorted disdainfully.

Everyone could hear that Zhang Keda's words were mocking Chen Hao's poor calligraphy.

But Mr. Jin gave him high praise just now, which shows that Chen Hao's calligraphy is not only not clumsy, but almost perfect.

Everyone understood that Zhang Keda was jealous of Chen Hao's calligraphy, so they all smiled and stopped arguing.

Everyone has finished appreciating the eight lines of poems, but the one that really catches people's attention is Chen Hao's signature.

The two characters "Chen Hao" are written in a continuous and winding manner, which is quite majestic. When people look at it, they can feel the calmness, strength and arrogance of the writing.

Moreover, Chen Hao's wild cursive is somewhat different from the traditional definition of cursive. It incorporates his own writing characteristics, making the two characters more lively and beautiful, and natural.

"Happiness, anger, embarrassment, sorrow, sorrow, joy, resentment, longing, drunkenness, boredom, injustice, but there is something moving in the heart, and it can be written in cursive script!" Jin Zerui couldn't help but screamed in amazement.

When everyone heard it, they knew that Mr. Jin was praising Chen Hao for writing the cursive script alive.

Before, Mr. Jin had given very high praise to Chen Hao's running script, but now he couldn't help but praise it. From this, it can be seen that Chen Hao's calligraphy is indeed unmatched by others.

Elder Jin had already spoken his praises, and everyone was unwilling to lag behind. There was thunderous applause, and words of praise continued.

"It's so well written that I feel ashamed of myself!"

"Talented people come out from generation to generation. Chen Hao is really young and promising, and he is the leader!"

"Student Chen Hao, do you have time later? I want to have a detailed talk with you about apprenticeship in private."

"The writing is so good, must it be practiced since the time when you can hold chopsticks?"

Everyone praised Chen Hao.

This made Chen Hao, who always liked to keep a low profile, feel a little embarrassed.

Originally, he promised Guo Jingfei to come out to pick up the wind, but he never thought of pretending to be forceful.

However, after the constant instigation of the people around him, Chen Hao, who didn't want to pretend to be aggressive, pretended to be aggressive several times in just over an hour.

"Hey~" He sighed silently in his heart.

Chen Hao raised his head and glanced at the crowd, his face pale as still water.

"Chen Hao, I didn't expect you to be so good. You can write a poem in five different fonts. It's an honor to be in the same school as you." Guo Jingfei said pretending to admire, but his words were full of sour vinegar.

Chen Hao chuckled: "You are wrong."

"Wrong? How wrong? I'm praising you." Guo Jingfei frowned in wonder.

Chen Hao looked at the rice paper Guo Nan was holding, and corrected lightly: "There is another kind."

"There is another kind?" Guo Jingfei frowned, "What else?"

Chen Hao's eyes fell on the title above the poem.

Only then did everyone notice that there was a string of incomprehensible strange symbols where the title should have been written.

It is a word, but it is more like a child's scribbles.

Everyone present frowned in wonder, looked left and right, but no one could understand what this string of strange patterns meant.

"I think this should be a picture. I really didn't expect that Chen Hao was able to achieve both pictures and texts in such a short period of time. What a genius!"

"Student Chen Hao has such profound attainments in calligraphy and painting, I really admire him!"

"Student Chen Hao, do you agree with the matter of accepting apprentices? The price is easy to negotiate!"

"I think these patterns must have a deeper meaning. Give me a few minutes, and I'll tell you when I figure it out!"

Everyone present pointed at this string of strange patterns, but after a few minutes, they still couldn't come to a definite conclusion.

After all, Mr. Jin was the person with the highest academic attainment present, and after thinking to no avail, everyone turned their attention to Mr. Jin.

Jin Zerui stared closely at him, frowning slightly.

After a while, he nodded as if he had suddenly realized, and he looked up to the sky and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Everyone was a little baffled by Elder Jin's sudden smile.

Guo Nan asked curiously: "Old Jin, could it be that you have already seen the purpose of this string of patterns?"

"I think I've already guessed it. This Xiaoyou Chen is really not simple." Jin Zerui stroked his beard and couldn't help but click his tongue in admiration.

Guo Nan and the others became even more curious: "Old Jin, what does this string of patterns mean? Please answer."

"Haha, what kind of pattern is this? It's clearly a kind of text!" Jin Zerui said with a big laugh, and at the same time pointed Chen Hao with his finger, his eyes couldn't hide his admiration.

(End of this chapter)