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Lin Xi was taken aback.
He didn't know why Sheng Qingtang asked such a question, but he still answered: "Yes, President Sheng, I just sent this calligraphy to Master Wei Hou on Saturday, and he said it was his practice pen."
"Practicing the pen?" Sheng Qingtang endured it, remembering that this was not his son, so he didn't slap him.
He laughed back angrily: "As far as Wei Hou's broken characters are concerned, he is ashamed to say that this character is his practice pen? Does he deserve it?!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of other masters in the art world changed.
Although Sheng Qingtang focuses on calligraphy, he has also made achievements in Chinese painting and sculpture, and has a high status in the art world, almost a unique level.
He has a weird temper and has no apprentices.
But this does not prevent other art masters from respecting him very much.
Since Sheng Qingtang said that, he must have seen something.
Lin Xi was stunned.
"Now, immediately, call Wei Hou, an idiot!" Sheng Qingtang yelled at the president of the Shanghai Art Association, "I want to see his people within ten minutes."
"President Sheng, calm down, calm down." The president of the Shanghai Art Association hurriedly apologized, "I'll go right away. You've just been discharged from the hospital, so don't get angry."
"You don't care about me" Sheng Qingtang lost his temper again, and just as he was about to lose his temper, he saw the girl in front of him on the right glance at him.
It is light and light, very light.
Sheng Qingtang immediately fell silent.
Oops.
He forgot that Divine Doctor Ying was here.
In case he accidentally breaks his head next time, no one will heal him.
"Ahem." Sheng Qingtang felt a little guilty, he waved his hands, and said with a straight face, "Hurry up."
"Yes Yes Yes."
The president of the Shanghai City Art Association left in a hurry.
The barrage exploded again.
[Fuck, who is this old man?] Why does the president of the Shanghai Art Association respect him so much? ¡¿
[And he also said that Wei Hou is not worthy of writing this word. Although he doesn't know why, it is inexplicably convincing. ¡¿
[Ah, ah, this is Sheng Qing Tang! ! ! ¡¿
[Confused, who is Sheng Qingtang?] ¡¿
[Science popularization in the front row, Sheng Qingtang, the former president of the Huaguo Calligraphy Art Association, is good at official script, regular script, cursive script, big seal script, and small seal script. Art, was once invited to O continent to participate in the sculpture competition, beat other countries and won the crown. ¡¿
¡¾Three years ago, Sheng Qingtang stepped down as the president of the Huaguo Calligraphy Art Association and lived in seclusion. Even his colleagues couldn't find him. He didn't expect to see him here today. ¡¿
[Even other countries in O continent are able to suppress, how strong is this carving? ¡¿
[Holy shit, Qingzhi even invited Sheng Qingtang, the principal is too good, I'm not in vain today to skip work to watch the live broadcast. ¡¿
So the bullet screen was full of praises for the principal's awesomeness.
headmaster:"¡¡"
He is not he did not.
Where does he have such a big shelf, he is also very confused.
**
Under the stage.
Zhong Zhiwan pinched his palms with his nails, and the corners of his eyes were red with anger.
Sheng Qingtang actually knew that Wei Hou didn't own that word?
But how could Sheng Qingtang condescend to come here?
Could it be that this word was written by Sheng Qingtang?
Zhong Zhiwan frowned.
Won't.
Sheng Qingtang's personal style is too obvious, his Xingkai is not this type of font.
As long as Wei Hou does not admit it, Sheng Qingtang has no proof.
Even if something happened, she would not be involved, after all, Wei Hou wanted to be greedy.
Zhong Zhiwan collected himself and breathed a sigh of relief.
**
Before ten minutes had passed, the president of the Shanghai Art Association left and returned.
Behind, there are two staff members supporting Wei Hou as he walks this way.
Wei Hou's face was pale, he was motion sick, and he vomited a few times just now.
Lin Xi called out: "Master Wei Hou."
Wei Hou is even more arrogant, how could he talk to a junior?
He didn't even look at Lin Xi, he coughed a few times, stepped forward, and respectfully said, "Chairman Sheng, I didn't know you were coming, Wei Hou was far away in welcoming you, please forgive me."
"Would you like to welcome me?" Sheng Qingtang's eyes were cold, "If you come to welcome me, I will be short-lived!"
Wei Hou's face sank: "President Sheng, what do you mean?"
Didn't Sheng Qingtang rely on being older than him?Yantang has a photo in his hand, so he can't claim it.
"Joke, if I don't come today, wouldn't you force this student to admit that she cheated?" Sheng Qingtang didn't listen at all, "And you, Lin Xi, right?"
"If you ask Qingzhi to expel a student without a clear investigation, I also want to ask your teacher, does he usually teach you like this?"
Lin Xi pursed her lips, clenched her fingers tightly, and said nothing.
How could he doubt Wei Hou's words?
Although this matter, what he did was a little impulsive.
"Oh, by the way, this little classmate asked me to read this word not long ago, and said that he would take it to participate in the art festival." Sheng Qingtang said in a cold voice, "Wei Hou, let me ask you again, why is your seal on it? "
He was about to die of anger.
Such a good picture was destroyed by Wei Hou's seal.
His heart ached unbearably.
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Lin Xi turned her head abruptly.
Ying Zijin leaned against the pillar, quietly.
The sunlight was cut into pieces by the leaves, falling on her skin, and the light golden light floated.
The beauty is so beautiful that it doesn't belong to this world.
She seemed to have noticed something, and slowly looked over here.
A pair of phoenix eyes are shining brightly, as magnificent as the clouds.
The surrounding area is extremely quiet.
The photographer forgets about the action.
After a long time, the first barrage finally appeared on the big screen.
[emmm so this is why I became ruthless, and even scolded myself? ¡¿(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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