Peerless prodigal system

Chapter 827 What should I write?

"I won't lie, do you think I'm as shameless as you? I lost but didn't admit defeat, and I'm still messing around here, picking bones, you don't deserve to be among the fifth young masters of Huadu!"

Wu Liang attacked directly, without concealing it.

Qian Shaoyu's recent performance is indeed very low-end, without the demeanor that Huadu's five young masters should have, and the pattern is too small.

The Five Young Masters of Huadu, as the name suggests, are the five outstanding youths who are the best in all aspects of Huadu.

At present, Qian Shaoyu's performance is more like a villain who refuses to admit defeat and waits for an opportunity to retaliate.

Acrimonious, preoccupied!

"It's not your turn to say whether I am worthy or not. I'll ask you, how do you prove that you wrote this letter?" Qian Shaoyu insisted and asked Wu Liang to prove it.

He really didn't believe that Wu Liang could write such a good handwriting.

At this moment, Song Qingyun stood up.

"I am the vice president of the Calligraphy Association. Let me prove that this Wuliang Shanren version of "Lanting Collection Preface" was written by Master Wu. I should not doubt it."

When Song Qingyun stood up, some colleagues of the Calligraphy Association were not surprised, because the reason why this calligraphy could be auctioned was decided by their Calligraphy Association after discussion. Publicity and Promotion.

What everyone didn't expect was that this publicity and promotion was inadvertently successful. With Qian Shaoyu's deliberate disturbance and fault-finding, this incident attracted more attention.

Then, indirectly, Wu Liang's calligraphy will be known to more people.

When Song Qingyun stood up, colleagues in the Calligraphy Association were not surprised, but that doesn't mean that others would not be surprised.

Even the Huadu Painting Academy, which was organized by the brothers, had an expression of disbelief on everyone's face.

No one would suspect that Song Qingyun was cheating, because Song Qingyun is the vice president of the Huadu Calligraphy Association. When he speaks in public, he must be responsible and will not talk nonsense.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe that Wu Liang was able to write this picture because you colluded! You must have been bribed by Wu Liang!" Qian Shaoyu scolded Song Qingyun angrily.

Song Qingyun's old face was ugly. This was the first time he was scolded as an old man in public, which made him very angry.

But considering the powerful Qian family, he really has some worries.

"Since I can stand up and speak out, it proves that I will be responsible for what I say. As the vice president of the Book Association, I set an example, be fair and just, and the words of Master Wu are also voted by all members of our Book Association. The selected ones will be sent to the organizers of the Auctioneer's Association, and will be auctioned after being reviewed and approved. It is definitely not a child's play, and my words are definitely not child's play!"

Song Qingyun's words showed his position, but it was not considered to offend Qian Shaoyu.

Due to his own status, Song Qingyun really couldn't forcefully go back.

But Wu Liang is not afraid.

Not to be constrained by these rules and regulations.

"Qian Shaoyu, shut up immediately! According to your seniority, you should still call me little grandpa. I don't have a seniority ranking, and I already take good care of you. You are still making progress!"

To be reasonable, in terms of seniority, Qian Shaoyu really must be called Wu Liang's little grandfather.

Qian Shaoyu was still not very clear about the matter of his grandfather and Wu Liang being sworn brothers, so after hearing this sentence, he was furious!

"Damn it! Wu Liang, why the fuck are you shut up! What are you!" Qian Shaoyu couldn't control his emotions, and yelled at Wu Liang, looking very dissatisfied with Wu Liang's "little grandpa" ".

Wu Liang smiled, and said to himself, it would be a waste of time to argue with Qian Shaoyu about seniority here, whether a rascal like Qian Shaoyu can admit it is another matter.

Moreover, it will make other people feel confused.

"Forget it, forget it, I won't waste everyone's time. Song Qingyun has already proved to me that this Wuliangshanren version of "Lanting Collection Preface" is really written by me. I took pictures of my own words, and the flowers are also my own. Everyone agrees with the money, right?"

Many people present shook their heads, expressing that they had no opinion.

More people still sigh with emotion that this prodigal son has become self-willed, and even bought his own paintings at sky-high prices.

Although many people don't believe that Wu Liang is so young that he can write "Lanting Collection Preface" that can be faked, but Song Qingyun and Shu Xie can prove that there should be no problem.

However, Qian Shaoyu, who was extremely unbalanced in his heart, still couldn't convince himself.

By this time, he already had some psychological problems.

Before, Qian Shaoyu only knew that Wu Liang was proficient in Chinese medicine and appraising treasures, which had already made him greedy enough.

But now, I suddenly learned that the running script written by Wu Liang was comparable to the best running script in the world, and I was even more unbalanced.

This imbalance has become pathological.

Qian Shaoyu felt that, as one of Huadu's five young masters, the young master of the Qian family, and the future heir of the Qian family, he had received a higher education and possessed many talents and abilities, but at this time he was being captured by a not-so-famous It's unacceptable for the prodigal son to force one end! This kind of psychological gap is unacceptable!

As for Qian Shaoyu, he also knows how to appraise treasures, but he is not as good as Wu Liang, and even went astray.

Qian Shaoyu has also learned calligraphy for many years, but he has not reached such a high level like Wu Liang.

Wu Liang's "Preface to the Collection of Orchid Pavilion" written by Wuliang Shanren can be regarded as the No.1 contemporary running script in China.

Therefore, given all the imbalances in his heart, Qian Shaoyu had difficulty convincing himself that Wu Liang's running script could really rival Wang Xizhi's!

"Wu Liang, write if you have the guts, on the spot, in front of everyone!"

Qian Shaoyu asked Wu Liang to testify on the spot.

Wu Liang shrugged, and said indifferently: "It's okay to prove yourself on the spot, but you have to think carefully, if I succeed in self-certifying, you will become a laughing stock again."

"I won't fall for your tricks. Your words are clearly intended to provoke me and let me withdraw my doubts about you. As long as you have money, it is not impossible to buy the entire Calligraphy Association. Only when you write inscriptions on the spot, I will believe it! "Qian Shaoyu said with a grim face.

"Buying the Book Association? That's so boring. If I want to pretend, there are a thousand ways. Why do I have to spend so much effort? Forget it, talking to a lunatic is even more difficult."

After speaking, Wu Liang greeted people and brought pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

"I don't want to waste time anymore, I can write whatever I want, right?"

As Wu Liang spoke, he stroked his chin in thought.

"What should I write? There are too many words in poems and songs, and if I write too little, I will be picked on by Qian Shaoyu."

Immediately, Wu Liang had a flash of inspiration.

"Have it!"

Roll out the rice paper and place the paperweight.

Wu Liang picked up the long sharp brush, dipped it in the ink, and wrote on the clean white rice paper with ease.