i really don't want this system

Chapter 185 My Teacher Wang Xizhi

Ye Mosheng couldn't believe watching all this.

I really didn't do anything

Just writing an "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface" is like putting down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha, becoming a master of nine-star calligraphy.

Mr. Wu Dalang, who had just been promoted to an eight-star calligraphy master in Fusang Kingdom, was at the peak of his life. With his breakthrough on the spot, he became proud, pointed out the country, and inspired the writing, with just two words of arrogance.

It's just that he's handsome for less than three seconds.

In an instant, he was slapped in the face by the kid in front of him, and he wanted to ask: Who am I and where am I? What happened? The plot reversed a bit too quickly, and he felt that his brain was not enough.

This is a brand-new font. A long time ago, human beings used characters to express communication, or to leave traces of culture, just like the current human beings, who directly launch probes to distant galaxies to find civilizations, and then ancient characters and seal scripts. , Xiaozhuan needs to be carved and polished
Then running script is like walking, no longer limited to one stroke after another.

The size of the font is compatible, and each character is of a different size. There is a connection between the pen and the pen of a character, and the connection between the characters. .The rotation between each other is done in one go, and it is pleasing to the eye like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Wu Dalang turned to the boy in front of him, this level is obviously higher than the calligraphy level of the Perfection Realm, he must be a peak powerhouse, the boy in front of him at this moment has become infinitely taller and promoted, let him stand tall and look up to his peers.

He was a little disheartened. At the peak of his life, in his strongest field, he was defeated by a young boy, and he almost wondered if his whole life of calligraphy was for nothing?

What do I want this money for!
If it wasn't for public places, Wu Dalang would have been crying.

As for Ji Lao and the other three, their faces were flushed, they were so excited that they spoke incoherently.

Suddenly, the three of them bowed ninety degrees to Ye Mosheng to show their respect.

The birth of a master is a calligrapher who will influence future generations for hundreds of years or even thousands of years.

Don't you see, the works of the rare nine-star calligraphers in history have always been imitated and never surpassed.

The actions of Ji and Lao's trio instantly touched everyone present, and they saluted Ye Mosheng one after another. Even Mr. Wu Dalang, who was unwilling in his heart, lowered his head.

Ye Mosheng felt overwhelmed and hurriedly jumped aside.

"I haven't graduated as a teacher yet, so I can't deserve this great gift!" A group of people older than him saluted to him. Although the scenery was infinite, Ye Mosheng didn't like it.

In his heart, Ye Mosheng doesn't think he is a calligrapher, let alone a calligrapher, everyone here is better than himself.

I just want to be a qualified porter.

Ye Mosheng was not wrong. In his previous life, Ye Mosheng's running script was indeed good, but it was far from being a master.

But in the eyes of everyone, he's just pretending to be 13

You are already a master of Jiuxing Calligraphy, and you haven't graduated yet?
wrong
Everyone reacted, "He actually has a teacher?"

What is the level of the teacher of Jiuxing Calligraphy?None of the Nine-Star Calligraphers have been taught.Then how tough is his teacher?
Everyone felt like they had discovered a shocking secret.

"You still have a teacher" Ji Lao and the other three came to their senses.

"Yes, I have a teacher" How can I write such a font without a teacher?
"I don't know where my brothers and brothers have learned from?"

Everyone was curious.

The reporters present had already taken pictures of Ye Mosheng's preface to the Lanting Collection, and now they turned their cameras on Ye Mosheng, for fear of missing any important information.

"I really want to know who the teacher he is talking about is? Where is it sacred?"

"To teach the world's top existence, the teacher should not be unknown"

Ye Mosheng cleared his throat, his face was slightly reddish:
"My master Wang Xizhi!"

"Who is Wang Xizhi? Does anyone know?"

"I haven't heard of it either, could it be some hermit?"

"I heard that there is a place of cultural inheritance in China: the ancient world. Could it be that Master Ye's teacher came from there?"

"Ancient world? I've never heard of the ancient world. Is there such a place in the Dragon Kingdom?"

"I don't know if it's serious or not, but it's said that after going in and out, everyone has improved significantly."

There was a lot of discussion.

On behalf of everyone, the Ji Lao trio asked out the doubts in their hearts:

"I don't know if everyone can tell me the location of the teacher conveniently. We can visit at home!"

"My teacher has long passed away." Ye Mousheng said truthfully, it was really a long time ago, it was a matter of several dynasties, Ye Mosheng practiced running script for so long, he can only consider himself Wang Xizhi's apprentice.

"It's a pity, it seems that everyone Ye is better than Lan Luo."

"Yes, everyone can see it."

"Who doesn't have a teacher yet?"

Mr. Ye Mosheng raised his hand as a signal, and the audience fell silent
"Everyone is wrong, I am far behind my teacher"

"Impossible, you were too far behind at that time, but it doesn't mean you are too far behind now."

"Yeah! If you can't handle your teacher, you are now at the level of a grand master."

Ye Mo raised his brows, he is an illusory person, as expected many people still don't believe it.

Ye Mosheng said lightly:

"The reason why everyone gave me such a high evaluation is because I created a font called running script. In fact, everyone misunderstood that this font was not created by me, but by my teacher Wang Xizhi."

When Ye Mosheng told the truth, everyone was shocked, but they felt it was easier to accept. After all, it was too much for an 18-year-old boy to create a font.

"I have been copying for more than ten years, regardless of the cold or heat, wind or rain, and I have been practicing calligraphy. The hard work pays off. I finally mastered it and reached this level recently. The teacher's level has reached its peak a long time ago, and even now I feel like I can’t keep up with the teacher’s casual work.”

Everyone in the hall was shocked. Yes, today is a shock day. Even the director of the UC Shock Department was shocked. He was even more shocked than us and we all had no chance of survival.

Most people expressed disbelief.

It's incredible after all.

With such an existence, Ye Mosheng, who is now a master of Jiuxing calligraphy, feels inferior. Why has he never heard of it?
Such a talented person should be restricted, how could he be unknown.It is gold that will always shine, and it is pearls that will always shine again.

Also this is a full-fledged new typeface that has never been seen before.

If Mr. Ye's teacher had created this kind of font a long time ago, it would have attracted everyone's attention once it appeared and would have spread, instead of being unknown like it is now.

Suddenly a reporter asked:

"Excuse me, Master Ye, do you have the teacher's authentic handwriting?"

"Have"

Ye Mosheng answered firmly.

The reporter did not expect that a casual question would yield results.

(End of this chapter)