"You...... I ......" Yuji Sekiguchi opened his mouth wide and wanted to reprimand, but he couldn't say anything.

Because he saw the words written by Zhao Yuan, although there were only two words, he could see from them that Zhao Yuan was terrifyingly cursive. Such a person is indeed qualified to say that his handwriting is too bad! Compared with the other party, he is really too bad!

However, Yuji Sekiguchi didn't speak, but someone else reprimanded him on his behalf: "Boy, how dare you say that Sekiguchi-kun's handwriting is too bad? and you even write two words too bad for him? What arrogance! Sekiguchi-kun, he has provoked you like this, and you still don't give him a little color?"

Yuji Sekiguchi's face was pale, but it was not because of Zhao Yuan, but because he was angry with his pig teammate.

He glared at his Japanese counterpart, and muttered in his heart: "Zhao Yuan's cursive level has reached the realm of supergods, although he only wrote two words, but he wrote these two words alive...... No, to say that it is a textbook is to insult it! Anyone who writes this kind of writing is fully qualified to say that my cursive skills are too poor. You let me give him the color, how can I give it? I can only be taught to be a man by him, okay!"

The young Japanese calligrapher was stared at by Yuji Sekiguchi inexplicably, and he didn't understand that he was obviously helping him say the Fa, why didn't he appreciate it, and he still scolded himself?

In fact, this young Japanese calligrapher, because of the location and distance he was standing, could not see the two characters written by Zhao Yuan. That's why there is such a big oolong.

Just when he was puzzled, Yuji Sekiguchi said, "Ono-kun, why don't you give Zhao Jun some advice?"

After seeing Zhao Yuan's cursive level, Yuji Sekiguchi's address to Zhao Yuan also changed.

However, the young Japanese calligrapher named Amateur Ono did not notice this change, and when he heard this, he really came over and said, "Sekiguchi-kun, aren't you holding back? Haha, you are actually afraid of cowardice against a nameless person, this is not your style...... Huh, wait, this ...... What are you kidding, these are the two words he just wrote?"

Walking to the table, Ono Amateur finally saw the word 'too bad' that Zhao Yuan had just written. Although he didn't practice cursive, he could still distinguish between good and bad, and he was suddenly deeply shocked and frightened by these two words, and at the same time understood the reason why Yuji Sekiguchi was condescending and respectful......

"It's not good, I've been cheated!" Ono Amateur's face instantly became extremely ugly.

At this time, Zhao Yuan looked at him and asked, "What calligraphy are you good at?"

Ono Amateur subconsciously replied, "Xingshu ......"

Zhao Yuan nodded, pulled out a new piece of rice paper, and before it was completely flattened, he splashed ink and wrote two words on it.

Seeing these two words, Ono Amateur's face turned green.

These two characters are exactly the skills used in calligraphy, and the writing is called a line of clouds and flowing water, and it is beautiful and beautiful to the extreme! Although there are only two words, it shows the highest state of calligraphy. In a trance, Ono Amateur seemed to see Wang Xizhi's rebirth and Yan Zhenqing's reincarnation...... It was a brainstorm that put his brain on the fly.

"How is that possible...... In today's world, how can anyone write so well?" Ono Amateur was stunned and stupid, and his mouth was full of these words.

Zhao Yuan pointed to the two words on the paper and asked him, "Do you know?"

Ono Amateur didn't want to answer, but he couldn't, so he cried and said, "Weak...... Weak chickens. ”

Zhao Yuan nodded and said, "That's right, you're a weak chicken!"

Ono Amateur wants to write at the highest level, and he can't refute it.

Although he is a young Japanese calligrapher, he is the best in calligraphy, but in front of Zhao Yuan, he can indeed only be regarded as a weak chicken!

He bowed his head, wept and accepted the humiliation.

The bizarre performance of Yuji Sekiguchi and Amateur Ono surprised all the Japanese calligraphers in the conference room, and they gathered around, wondering how good Zhao Yuan's handwriting was, and how well they could make these two leading figures in the young generation of Japanese calligraphy not dare to resist at all after being insulted, so they could only endure it silently.

And when they saw the four characters written by Zhao Yuan in cursive and line writing respectively, their faces changed.

"These four words ......"

"How...... How is that possible?!"

"How can anyone in the world today be able to write such wonderful words?"

"Are these four words really written by this kid? can't they be my hallucinations, right?"

"His cursive and calligraphy are so strong that they are against the sky! Strange, why is his level so high, but he has no fame at all before?"

Young calligraphers in Japan are full of discussions and exclamations. On the Chinese side, people like Gu Suquan, who didn't know, were also taken aback by Zhao Yuan's calligraphy, and in shock, they pulled the people around them and asked about Zhao Yuan's situation.

Yoshihiko Sato's face turned green, he thought that if he sent someone casually, he would be able to slap Lin Liangzhe and Zhao Yuan in the face, but he didn't expect that the person who was slapped in the face was himself......

He clearly remembered that the words written by Zhao Yuan on the signature could only be regarded as fine, but why did the words written at this moment become wonderful?

"Wait...... At the beginning, the signature seemed to be written with a signature pen, which was a hard pen type, but now he has replaced it with a brush. There is a difference between brush calligraphy and hard pen calligraphy. It seems that I was misled and mistaken about his level!" "Yoshihiko Sato thought he understood why.

At the same time, Zhao Yuan was not idle. He came here to help Lin Liangzhe pretend to be forced to slap his face to support the scene, in this case, the bigger the coercion, the better, and the harder the face, the better.

So he beckoned to another young Japanese calligrapher and asked, "What's your name?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as this person heard his words, his face turned white with fright, and he closed his mouth tightly and refused to speak, and he stepped back vigorously.

Seeing this scene, the Chinese calligraphers burst into laughter, while the Japanese calligraphers were angry and hateful. After Lin Liangzhe laughed, he said loudly: "Zhao Yuan, this person's name is Changyou Sanada, and he is good at Hanli!"

"Good. Zhao Yuan nodded, splashed ink again, and wrote two words on the paper.

It's Hanli!

The gestures are vivid, elegant and colorful, giving people a strong and free and easy, thick and deep feeling, at a glance it is the highest level in the Han Dynasty, the most wonderful masterpiece!

"Come, I'll teach you to recognize these two words—coercion! That's right, it's you!"

(End of chapter)