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Chapter 216 Yang Yihang's High School Composition?

The old man who is the president of the Calligraphy Association led a group of people towards the door...

Chen Zhao was also very interested, so he took Yang Yihang to have a look together.

A dozen or so Dongying people came to the door, most of them were elderly people in their 70s and 30s, and there were also a few young people in their [-]s and [-]s.

Well, the most interesting thing is... there is also a little boy who seems to be only five or six years old!

Standing among the group of people, the little boy was extraordinarily attractive.

Such a cute doll.

The exchange group also brought a translator, and the two sides had a very official welcome exchange.

The old man of the president invited a group of people from the Dongying exchange group to enter the exchange meeting site...

The old man walked in front, the five- or six-year-old boy walked in the middle, and a few young people in their 30s and [-]s... actually followed behind.

Yang Yihang noticed it, and was slightly surprised.What the hell is this?

A group of people were looking around at the exchange meeting, with a translator, not knowing what they were talking about.

Yang Yihang felt a little bored... He wanted to go first, to buy some dog food and ham sausage for that starving Xiaotian dog...

Suddenly, a foreign language that he was not familiar with came from beside him, and he didn't understand after chattering for a long time.

Chen Zhao seemed to understand, and was a little surprised: "You...you are Yang Yihang?"

what?
"Are you really Yang Yihang?"

Yang Yihang nodded, "Well, I am."

This Chen Zhao seemed to be heard from the group of Dongying people who spoke?

What do these Japanese people discuss about him?
Chen Zhao looked at Yang Yihang carefully, and said: "I used to think that the 'Master Yang Yihang' and gods and men rumored on the Internet were all fake fictional characters, so it turns out...they are real people!"

Yang Yihang: "..."

How could anyone think he was a dummy?
Yang Yihang looked at a few young Japanese boys wearing formal Japanese clothes not far away, and asked Chen Zhao: "What were they talking about me just now?"

Chen Zhao's face was slightly cold, and the group of Dongpu young people came over without saying a word.

"We saw some very interesting news on some communication tool in China." A person from Dongying said in English.

Yang Yihang understood now.

The people present who were still communicating just now suddenly turned their heads and looked in the direction of the speaker...

When Jian Shuliang saw that the most central person was actually Yang Yihang, he showed a smirk.

Could it be that this kid was stumped by the communication problem?

"Why does the calligraphy exchange meeting between the two countries invite a person with only this level of calligraphy to participate?" A person took out his mobile phone.

What is displayed on the big screen phone is... a picture.

On the picture...it turned out to be...a high school student's composition homework? ? ?

First of all, ignore the essential content of the composition, just that word...

I just don't want to say more.

Yang Yihang always felt that he was a little familiar with that word...

He is also somewhat familiar with that composition...

Another young man from Japan smiled: "Is this also considered calligraphy?"

The old man from the Calligraphy Association stepped forward, looked at the picture on the phone, and frowned, "What is this?"

The young man from Dongying glanced at Yang Yihang and said with a smile, "This is a photo I found on a social software in Huaxia. I just want to know why a gentleman with this level of calligraphy can appear here?"

The old man was taken aback.

how can that be!

To participate in the exchange meeting, you must have an invitation letter!

He invited well-known calligraphers or lovers all over the country.

No matter how bad it is, it won't be like the young man took out the photo!
"Young man, you must have misread it," said the old man.

The young man from Dongying shook his head, "No, there is indeed a gentleman at the scene who is the author of this assignment."

Yang Yihang feels bad...

He has already remembered.

That composition was written by him!
At that time, the Chinese teacher suddenly arranged a composition, and they had to finish writing before they could go home from school.

He just went crazy and wrote a random...

To put it bluntly, it doesn't make sense!
In order to go home quickly, his handwriting was very scribbled, very ugly...

Originally, my handwriting was not very good-looking, and the writing in the composition was even more ugly...

The old man asked, "Who is it?"

He doesn't believe it!

A group of people looked at... Yang Yihang.

Yang Yihang sighed.

Why is it here again!
He is so quiet, can you find him in trouble?

Chen Zhao was a little surprised, "Isn't it a mistake? Yang Yihang, your opinion just now, how could you write this elementary school student's composition?"

Yang Yihang was silent for a while.

His high school composition was actually taken by Chen Zhao as a primary school student's composition...

Yang Yihang suddenly felt some pain on his face.

Probably because I used to pretend too much, and I was slapped in the face, right?
A smiling young man from Japan said: "Are you Mr. Yang Yihang? This composition was posted by a high school classmate who claimed to be you."

The people around were startled.

"This is Yang Yihang?"

"My grandson especially adores this Yang Yihang! He talks about it at home every day. So this person is Yang Yihang?"

"My God, the idol my granddaughter worships actually wrote such a bad word? The words are like the person, the words are like the person..." An old man looked at Yang Yihang and shook his head in disappointment.

Only the old man, the president of the Calligraphy Association, did not speak, and asked after a long time: "You are Mr. Yang Yihang? Then this...work was written by you?"

The composition was taken by Yang Yihang's Chinese class representative at the time...

It doesn't mean anything, I just think... Nima, how can someone's handwriting be so ugly! ! !
So it was photographed.

It was stored on the phone at the time and has not been deleted.

Suddenly I saw Mr. Jian Shuliang angrily denouncing Yang Yihang on Weibo for criticizing his work as something for elementary school students.

The Chinese class representative burst into laughter in an instant.

Yang Yihang criticized Jian Shuliang's works?
Hahahahaha!
Don't even look at your own stuff!

As soon as he became interested, he immediately looked for the photos he took before, and he found it, and uploaded it on the Internet...

This was reposted, and someone bought it and sent it to the hot search.

No, the group of Japanese youths saw it.

I also saw Yang Yihang himself when I came in, so it's strange to trouble him!

In the world of calligraphy, Huaxia and Dongying have extensive exchanges.

Every year, an exchange group from Japan will come to China to conduct calligraphy exchanges.

A few young people don't want to come at all!
Because, in the past few years, the exchange seems to have not gained any benefits at all, but instead made them fly for nothing.

However, there have been no major misunderstandings for several years, so it is still going on.

Today I saw people of this level participating in this kind of exchange meeting, can they not speak up?

The old man, the president of the Calligraphy Association, looked at Yang Yihang with sincere eyes.

Almost everyone is looking at him.

Calligraphy reporters who were invited held up their cameras and took pictures.

He didn't know that he would meet Yang Yihang even if he came to shoot a calligraphy exchange meeting!
What a wonder!

Yang Yihang was silent for a while, and said, "It was a composition I wrote when I was in high school."

Indeed he wrote it...

Shitless composition...

Now he can't wait to beat up that Chinese class representative!She even secretly took photos of his composition!
Also uploaded to the network...

Hearing that, the elder of the council was very disappointed, and his face became much uglier.

The young people from Dongpu laughed, "I don't know why people with this level of calligraphy are allowed to participate in this serious exchange meeting?"

The elder, the president, was stunned.

Jian Shuliang suddenly felt bad...

This person was brought by him himself!
I just want him to know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and see if he dares to say that his work is the work of elementary school students. How did this group of Dongying people notice it?

Jian Shuliang hurriedly said: "Everyone misunderstood, he...he is my bodyguard! Yes, bodyguard!"

Yang Yihang: "..."

"Yang Yihang is willing to be someone else's bodyguard? Didn't it mean that he was arguing with that calligrapher... No, he was arguing with Mr. Jian Shuliang? Why is he becoming someone's bodyguard again?"

"Look at his words, he must have known the difference and apologized for being Mr. Jian Shuliang's bodyguard."

The old calligraphers in Huaxia began to smooth things over.

"Just bodyguards. Don't mind. Don't mind."

The young people from Japan sized up Yang Yihang and finally nodded. "I see."

It turned out to be...a bodyguard?
It was really interesting.

The old man from the Calligraphy Association led them inside.

Yang Yihang felt...he was ashamed...

Chen Zhao who was on the side asked: "Yang Yihang, you really don't know calligraphy? It doesn't feel like it."

Yang Yihang gave a dry laugh, "A little bit."

know a little?So humble?

Chen Zhao remembered the composition, and asked casually, "Is that something from your primary school? Otherwise, how could it be possible?"

"...a senior year in high school."

Chen Zhao: "..."

Senior year?
I rely on...

So, what "know a little bit" is all made up, right?
This Yang Yihang doesn't know calligraphy, so how can he still say those words?
Chen Zhao was slightly disappointed.I feel that this person doesn't need to tell his sister, it is probably a mistake.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if it doesn't. Let's go in and have a look. The exchange meeting has just begun, and it won't be over for a while."

Chen Zhao invited.

Yang Yihang gave a dry laugh, and walked inside with Chen Zhao.

It's all here, let's go now...he is not reconciled...

The exchange meetings in the past few years have been just a formality.

Huaxia will show some works of calligraphers in recent years, and Dongying will also show its own works in recent years.

The people in Dongying looked at those works with indifferent faces, and finally nodded with feigned amazement...

The whole scene was a little depressing.

Chen Zhao said in a low voice: "That's how it is, it's just a formality anyway... Just get used to it."

is it?

"Then take a look at our work here."

Several Dongying people presented their calligraphy works.

Most of them are still cursive...

There were bursts of exclamations.

"This is the dust and innovation... look at this word..."

The people around were talking in low voices.

The voice of discussion was obviously much stronger than that of watching their works just now.

The old man, the chairman of the Calligraphy Association, couldn't help but nodded, pointing to one of the works and said: "I think this is the best one among them."

Probably the content is written about going to school.

The font is round and full, which makes people feel the fun of going to school.

A young man from Dongying smiled: "Thank you, President, for your compliment. This is indeed a work that we think is not bad."

An old man said: "Don't be modest, this kind of work is much better than old people like us."

The people around echoed: "Yes, the writing is really good."

"I don't know whose work it is? It must be a description of my childhood schooling, right? The handwriting makes people feel comfortable. The words remind me of the scene when I went to school. It's better to sigh! It's better to sigh Also!" an old man with a gray beard shook his head and said with a smile.

The compliments are getting louder...

Yang Yihang frowned tightly, and said to Chen Zhao who was beside him in a low voice: "If you keep blowing, you will feel that you can't close the place later."

Chen Zhao was startled, "What do you mean?"

Yang Yihang did not answer.

The young man from Japan suddenly smiled arrogantly, and pulled out the beautiful little doll who was five or six years old before, "This work was written by our Ueda."

Suddenly, the scene was quiet...

Written by a...a little doll?

Chen Zhao was also taken aback, "Written by a child?"

Yang Yihang lowered his voice, "So I said...don't blow it, it won't end later."

look look look.

What a group of people boasted about this work!

No one can match it, what is everyone's work?

It turned out to be the work of a child.

Do you think they dare to speak?

Chen Zhao was a little surprised.

Isn't Yang Yihang not good at calligraphy?Actually... Can you see it in advance?

Could it be... did you say that on purpose?Put it on?
He was a little confused.

A group of old people from the Huaxia Kingdom, their faces turned green and white.

It turned out to be a child's work?

They really want to smash their mouths out!

Are they saying that their calligraphy is not as good as that of a Japanese kid?

That kid stepped forward and said, "It's just for fun, it won't make it to the stage." Oh, that's quite old-fashioned.

The faces of the group of old people became more and more ugly.

What they said just now seemed to be slapped on their faces one by one, and it hurt!

The scene fell silent for a moment, a little awkward.

An old man in the leading Dongying exchange group said: "Thank you for communicating with you in recent years, but in recent years, we seem to have learned more in Korea..."

The faces of the people present were even uglier.

Why is there no calligraphy in Europe and America?
Because they are letters, the most they can come up with is fancy fonts.

And calligraphy is unique to Huaxia!
In the Han cultural circle in the east, calligraphy is popular.

It is popular in Korea, Japan, and China.

But no matter in Korea or Japan, their calligraphy all originated from ancient China.

They said they learned more in Korea, isn't that a slap in the face for them?
The old man, the president of the Calligraphy Association, said with a smile: "That's right, next year we will invite calligraphers from Korea to study and exchange together..."

A group of people hurriedly said: "Yes, the three countries will study together next year."

"That's right, calligraphy also needs to be exchanged and learned. Let's learn together and make progress together!"

A group of people echoed, hoping to quickly resolve the embarrassment and skip this topic quickly.

But the other party didn't seem to want to let them go.

A young man shook his head, "No. Our calligraphy is constantly innovating and developing, glowing with new vitality. But your calligraphy is not... In your words, it is just relying on the old book. You don't get the essence from the old book. You have not inherited the essence of the 'two kings' we admire the most. So..."

The leading old man took the people on their side, bowed deeply to all of them, and said very apologetically: "Next year, our itinerary may be changed."

This sentence is almost a slap in the face!
Everyone was stunned!
After so many years of calligraphy exchange meeting, just... gone?

Will it be gone next year?
Moreover, it was mainly because they disliked and abandoned him?
Everyone felt confused and didn't know what to do...

(End of this chapter)