"Am you not mistaken?
This pen is obviously flawed, it is the worst of all my brushes, why can it be like a swimming dragon under Wu Liang's hands?
” Pei Nanming's heart was like hanging a lump of lead, which made him panic in his heart.
Before seeing the words, Pei Nanming had an ominous premonition.
This hunch is very strong.
Looking at Wu Liang at this time, there is no one more calm than him on the scene.
Wu Liang knew very well in his heart that his calligraphy attainments were not comparable to these people at all, and he was confident that he could easily deal with it.
Getting Wang Xi's inheritance is equivalent to Wang Xizhi's life, who can compare!
"Okay, Wang Xizhi's "Abdominal Pain Post at Night", the ink has not dried, you can get closer if you want to see it."
Wu Liang put down the pen and stopped careging.
And Pei Nanming has been engrossed in observing Wu Liang's every move.
When he saw Wu Liang put down the brush casually, Pei Nanming hurriedly rushed over to see Wu Liang's "Abdominal Pain Post at Night" that Wu Liang had just finished writing before the ink dried.
At the first glance, Pei Nanming was speechless in surprise.
It's really not an exaggeration, Pei Nanming's brows are twisted into a bunch of pimples.
"This ......
Why is this so similar to the original version of Wang Xizhi's "Abdominal Pain Post at Night"!
It's ......
It's the same person!
” This is Pei Nanming's inner emotion, and he did not say it through his mouth.
As the president of the Calligraphy Association, he still wants to save face, and at present, he can't let the juniors have the upper hand in terms of momentum no matter what.
Pei Nanming continued to observe, and carefully looked at every detail of this character.
Pei Nanming has studied Wang Xizhi's "Abdominal Pain Post at Night", and has copied it many times, and he already knows every detail in the notebook.
He was looking for the difference between Wu Liang's version and Wang Xizhi's version, but he didn't find that this version was exactly the same as the original!
Keep watching!
Keep watching!
Pei Nanming's face was solemn, and he went to find the details of this painting.
It turned out that it was still exactly the same!
Pei Nanming is strange!
Even if the imitation is extremely similar, it is impossible to make even the details the same.
Because, different people have different strengths when holding the pen, and the speed at which they write is also different.
However, Pei Nanming found that what Wu Liang wrote was the same as Wang Xizhi's, and even the thickness of the strokes was the same, which was too exaggerated.
"Could it be that in this world, there are really people who can imitate Wang Xizhi's cursive script 100%?"
Pei Nanming not only doubted Wu Liang, but also doubted himself.
"Am I dazzled?
Am I looking away?
” Pei Nanming even began to suspect that he was dazzled.
However, the facts told him that he was not dazzled, and the similarity between the two versions really reached 100%.
"Pei Nanming, how is it, have you seen enough?"
Wu Liang looked at Pei Nanming, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
The smile is relaxed and natural.
On the other hand, Pei Nanming is not as easy as Wu Liang.
The expression on his face froze, and there was no smile. looked at this "Abdominal Pain Post at Night" with solemn eyes, not only abdominal pain, but also a special headache.
Will this competition continue?
Pei Nanming didn't have a score in his heart.
Because Wu Liang used his most inferior brush, but he wrote a work that was 100% consistent with the original, and with this powerful strength, there is no need to compare it at all.
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Who is stronger, Pei Nanming has a strong number in his heart.
Pei Nanming used the best brush, and he couldn't write Wu Liang's chic and elegant cursive, what is better than a hammer!
When the other calligraphers who were watching saw Pei Nanming's solemn face and not say a word, they all felt very curious.
What kind of words did Wu Liang write that made the president so serious?
Next, all the calligraphers at the scene rushed to the front of the "Abdominal Pain Post at Night" to take a look.
Immediately, the faces of all calligraphers also changed greatly.
"Good word!
This cursive writing is absolutely stunning!
” "This calligraphy is more than 99% consistent with Wang Xizhi's original version!"
"Not only is it similar in shape, but also in godlikeness, Wu Liang, this young man is really extraordinary."
"In Huadu, there are very few people who can write this kind of cursive script, I don't know if President Pei can do it, it stands to reason that President Pei should not be worse than Wu Liang."
"I'm afraid that in the entire Huadu calligraphy community, only President Pei can compete with him."
"Next, it's up to President Pei, looking forward to a good show."
Wu Liang's "Abdominal Pain Post at Night" written by Wang Xizhi is actually no different from the original.
The only difference is that the paper and the pen and ink are different.
Although the calligraphers at the scene did not know why Wu Liang was able to write such a good character, their professionalism was still very high, and they could judge that this cursive script was definitely a first-class masterpiece in the calligraphy world in recent decades.
It has been decades since there has been such a stunning cursive work.
Now, all calligraphers, in addition to praising Wu Liang's work, are also looking forward to Pei Nanming's next calligraphy works.
I want to see what kind of posture Pei Nanming's cursive writing that Pei Nanming has practiced for decades will be presented in front of him, and will it be like Wu Liang, will everyone fall in love with it and be amazed?
"President Pei, it's up to you next."
"Yes, President Pei, you have to work hard."
"We have successors in the calligraphy world, this is a duel between the old and the new, there is no win or loss, no defeat."
"Yes, yes, there is no losing party, one old and one young, this is the glory of our calligraphy world."
And Pei Nanming complained bitterly in his heart!
No wins and losses?
There is no losing side?
Of course not!
Pei Nanming attaches great importance to the win or loss of this competition, otherwise he would not have spent so much trouble to challenge.
He's not a competition, and the outcome of the competition doesn't matter much, but the competition is different.
The winner is the king and the loser is Kou, and if you lose, you will lose half a lifetime of honor.
Other calligraphers, staying out of the way, could not personally understand Pei Nanming's mood of riding a tiger at this time.
Pei Nanming has already lost, and the winner is Wu Liang, which Pei Nanming has to admit in his heart.
Because of his level of cursive writing compared to Wu Liang's, he knows better than other calligraphers.
Moreover, Wu Liang took a flawed brush, but he was able to write a perfect "Abdominal Pain Post at Night", which further widened the gap between the two.
Pei Nanming's intestines are about to repent.
Today's competition, there shouldn't be!
The fit has reached 100 percent, and it's better than a yarn, even if it's a loss.
If it weren't for satisfying his vanity, if he hadn't underestimated Wu Liang, there would be no today's competition.
If there is no competition, then he can be the president of his calligraphy association safely, and he will still be the president of the highly respected society, and he will still be admired by thousands of people.
If you make a wrong move, you lose the whole game.
If you lose to a young man in front of so many colleagues, it will not only be a loss of face.
Although in the next few years, he can still sit firmly in the position of president of the calligraphy association, but the members of the association and friends in the circle will greatly reduce their admiration for him.
There is even a possibility that the festival will not be guaranteed.
Pei Nanming, a person who loves vanity, needs the flattery and slap of others, but if he loses to Wu Liang today, everything he has now may be halved because of this.
Reputation will be greatly reduced, the prestige of the calligraphy society will be weakened, and even social status will be affected.
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Pei Nanming was anxious and had mixed feelings.
He looked at the young man Wu Liang with a gloomy face, not knowing what to say.
There are talents from all generations, and they have led the way for hundreds of years.
This time, Pei Nanming is really convinced!
He used to laugh at Song Qingyun for being too crazy, but now he understands that he didn't see through it before.
He has already admitted in his heart that Wu Liang is a rare talent, a rare genius in a century, and it is not Song Qingyun who is crazy, but Pei Nanming.
Just when everyone was expecting Pei Nanming to show his housekeeping skills, an accident happened.
I saw that Pei Nanming clutched his abdomen and made a painful expression.
"Ouch!
My stomach hurts!
What's the matter, I ate something bad in the morning, and my stomach hurts!
” "Ladies and gentlemen, I have a stomachache, maybe I have gastroenteritis, and I am afraid that I will not be able to conduct the next competition today."
"It's really unfortunate, at this critical moment, I have made an old mistake for many years, today's competition is over, we have a chance to compete again, I really can't hold on."