Baby daddy's unrestrained life

On the other side.

in perfect silence.

Even the air seemed to solidify.

Mr. Song Qingxuan is desperate!

He is full of confidence and feels that Ye Feng's couplet skill is not as good as him! Meizizi stood up and thought that this game would win, yes, that's right, it's really not difficult! But who would have thought that Ye Feng could make a typeface that he had never seen before!

Thousands of calculations, who can NIMA calculate this result?

Ah?

Not dead in the couplet, but by the book are baffled?

I'm a calligrapher!

If I'm not right with you, I'll admit it. But it's too much for you to write a book style that I can't match!

Really?

At this time, the mentality of Mr. Song collapsed!

He began to doubt whether he was a calligrapher or not!

Looking at the drunken Ye Feng on the other side, the calligraphers like song Lao and them are all silly!

No one!

It can't be right!

"Well, I lost."

In the end, song lowered his head bitterly.

I don't want to admit it, but that's the truth.

He lost.

They lost.

Six, Ye Feng won six in a row!

They can't fight back!

Seeing the number of people who wrote by song Lao, the Su family burst out into cheers.

"I'll go! My brother-in-law is mighty

"My brother-in-law

"Ah, my brother-in-law is so handsome!"

"My brother-in-law is so powerful! Not only the game is very powerful, but also the calligraphy is superior to the professional master? Invincible! It's just like that

Su Li and Su Qi cheered one by one, while the LAN family over there was a muddled face.

What about NIMA?

You a group of professional calligraphy masters can't do Ye Feng as a layman?

Wipe! You're doing it on purpose, aren't you?

Lan Tian, their mentality has exploded!

Originally thought the victory in hand, the result was swept all the way by Ye Feng?

Seeing that Ye Feng won in the end, LAN Xiu sighed, and then said in a loud voice: "I announce that Ye Feng won the first prize this time!"

"Yes! We won

The younger generation of the Su family danced happily, especially Su Ke. If Ye Feng won, the chance to enter the LAN group belonged to him again. Su Ling takes the lead. A group of cheerful younger brothers and sisters run to the stream and surround Ye Feng. A group of people cheered and celebrated the victory.

Ye Feng is not busy, but the masters on the other side are dejected.

"Alas, I didn't expect Professor Ye to have such strength in calligraphy." Old song had no choice but to shake his head and sigh.

Mr. Wang said sadly: "maybe this is the so-called heaven and man. Maybe the things we have learned all our life are not as good as others' casual look." Lost to Ye Feng, he was really hit.

This is not just a few of them lost to Ye Feng, but the whole calligraphy industry lost!

They know better than anyone else. Throughout the calligraphy world, no matter who comes, everyone has to kneel!

If you don't say anything else, it's hopeless to say that Ye Feng finally wrote the book style of Shanglian.

How old is he?

How can you create an unparalleled book style?

But also proficient in seal, grass, Kai, Li four styles?

This is enough to start a school and be respected by thousands of people! In particular, his unique font can be handed down for generations to learn and imitate!

"Well, this is the so-called" one mountain is higher than another. " Old song said with a bitter smile.

Wang Yuan looked up at Ye Feng on the other side of the river and asked, "is a mountain higher than a mountain? Where is the mountain higher than him? "

Old song was stunned.

Then there was a little daze in his eyes.

A mountain higher than Yefeng?

"I hope not." Mr. Song said with a bitter smile that a leaf wind is enough to make people despair. If there is a mountain higher than leaf wind, it will really make people breathless.

At this time, Ye Feng has been helped to the old man's side.

He won the first prize and naturally wanted to help the old man transcribe the ancient book with serious fragility, which was agreed at the beginning.

As soon as they saw it, they all followed.

……

A group of people, surrounded by a stone table, desk ink, paper and inkstone, and a yellow ancient book.

"Xiaofeng, do you want to go back and have a rest first?"

The old man is also nearby, see Ye Feng that sleepy appearance, seem to even eyes all open not to open, the old man concern of say.

"No, nothing." Ye someone rubbed his head, originally he was not so sleepy, but the cup of Erguotou directly confused him. However, he also knew what day it was today, the 80th birthday of the old man. He said that he could not leave in advance.

With strong spirit, Ye Feng opened his eyes and looked at the ancient book on the table.

Huh?

Looking at the name on the book cover, how does Ye Feng feel that the name is a little familiar?

Orchid Pavilion collection?

Could it be that

See this name, leaf somebody all spirit three cent.

Carefully opened the ancient books, is indeed a serious embrittlement, some pages have been cracked.

After a cursory look, Ye Feng found that the Orchid Pavilion collection is not the same as that of previous generations. Although both are poetry collections, there is a big gap in the content. However, it is interesting to find that from these poems, Ye Feng found that the collection of Lanting was also the work of a group of literati in the Eastern Jin Dynasty after their meeting in a place called Lanting in Kuaiji mountain on the third day of March.

No wonder this "Qushui Liuqi" activity will be held today, most likely because of this "Orchid Pavilion collection".

After reading this collection of Orchid Pavilion, there are only more than 30 poems, and the task of transcribing them is not large.

There is rice paper cut on the table, Ye Feng began to pick up the pen.

Next to a group of people, all concentrate on looking at Ye Feng.

Soon, in an hour, Ye Feng transcribed it.

All around the people, all praise.

Ye Feng's words are really beautiful!

He uses regular script. Every stroke is like a dragon. It makes people comfortable.

"Good! Good

The old man laughed and said two "yes" and "Xiao Feng is enough to start a school!"

"Yes, young man, it's really vivid!"

"Young, young and formidable!"

"Professor Ye is worthy of heaven and man!"

"Writing like a Phoenix, writing like a dragon! Congratulations on the collection of excellent poems

"With Professor Ye's transcription, this is not only a collection of poems, but also a book post!"

"Priceless treasure!"

When the old man finished, the guests beside him, whether they knew Ye Feng or not, boasted about him one after another.

At this time, Lanhai suddenly stood up and said respectfully to the old man: "grandfather, grandson also prepared a birthday present for grandfather. Please have a look!" Then, holding a roll of rice paper in both hands, he handed it to the old man.

"Well, look at it, Grandpa."

The old man took it over with a smile. Instead of looking at it by himself, he spread it out for everyone to see.

On the rice paper, everyone looked up.

Preface to Lanting collection!