Rebirth started from selling lunch boxes and reached the pinnacle of life

Wind and rain send spring home,

Blizzard welcomes spring.

It’s already a cliff with hundreds of feet of ice,

There are still pretty flowers and branches.

Beauty doesn’t fight for spring,

Only report the coming of spring.

When the mountain flowers are in full bloom,

She laughed in the bush.

Among the poems praising plum blossoms, Liu Yihang only loves the Chairman's poem.

It describes the beauty, positivity, and perseverance of plum blossoms, which are not sad but smiling, not aloof but possess the integrity and pride of revolutionaries in the new era, and are vigorous and vigorous.

After deciding what to write, Liu Yihang began to study the ink, and then wrote it calmly.

After he finished writing, he no longer struggled and was the first to raise his hand and hand in the paper and walk out.

There is plenty of time, but many people are still struggling with what to write.

The two teachers who invigilated the exam were surprised to pick up Liu Yihang's paper and look at it, as if they had seen a ghost for a moment.

One of them took out Liu Yihang's test paper and prepared to show it to the judges.

At this time, the judges who were waiting in a special room for scoring were also discussing intensely.

"Old Chen, did you accidentally hand in your own work as the work of your apprentice?" Old Zhou, who knew Chen Yiping well, asked softly.

In the past few days, I kept hearing bad remarks about Lao Chen, and he almost ran out of words to defend him.

He dare not tell others that Chen Yiping would never do such a thing. His love and rigor for calligraphy are engraved in his bones.

But he also had to say that the handwriting that Chen Yiping handed over to him before did indeed look like his handwriting.

Chen Yiping was a little surprised when he heard such a question.

"What do you mean? This is the work of my apprentice, right?"

"Are you really confused, or are you pretending to be confused? That calligraphy was clearly written by you." A calligrapher like Lao Zhou can still tell a lot of things. Is it an imitation or written by himself? Wouldn't he be able to tell?

"I swear that's the work of my apprentice." Chen Yiping was dumbfounded. He didn't expect such a misunderstanding.

Maybe because he was used to it, Chen Yiping didn't think it was anything.

Let the bystanders know.

"Really?" Lao Zhou still believed in his character.

"it is true."

"Didn't you say that this apprentice has only just started? He can actually imitate your calligraphy to perfection. Then I want to see how much he is capable of." Old Zhou also became interested.

"He is an outstanding child. You will know it when you see him." When Chen Yiping mentioned Liu Yihang, there was a smile on his lips and uncontrollable pride on his face.

"Then I want to take a closer look." Lao Zhou secretly marveled. He hadn't seen Chen Yiping praise someone like this for a long time, and the target of the praise was still a young man.

Next door, Lao Wang, who never got along well with Chen Yiping, heard the two people talking.

"Old Chen, please pull it down. I don't believe that your apprentice wrote that calligraphy. I advise you not to pretend to be a god or devil. You can't fake it in a live game."

Chen Yiping rolled his eyes at him and said nothing.

There is a saying that is good, don't argue with fools.

Lao Wang felt more and more that he must be afraid of himself.

He said proudly: "My Qinglin has been preparing for this competition for a long time. He is still one month away from reaching 25, which is just enough to qualify for the competition."

Wang Qinglin is Lao Wang's grandson and has learned calligraphy with him since he was a child.

Others nearby heard his words and immediately praised him: "Qing Lin has learned from you since he was a child. I have seen his previous works, which are quite charming. He must be the champion this time."

Lao Wang said proudly: "I think so too."

Chen Yiping shook his head and smiled.

In fact, he has also read Wang Qinglin’s works.

It's indeed interesting, but compared with Liu Yihang, he is far behind, just like the gap between a primary school student and a college student.

"What, you don't accept it?" Lao Wang shook his head when he saw him.

"I'm not convinced. My apprentice is definitely more powerful than you, Qing Lin."

This is how these calligraphy masters usually get along with each other. They talk directly about everything and don't bother to talk or backstab.

Lao Wang chuckled: "How about we make a bet on who will win the championship this time?"

Lao Zhou pulled Chen Yiping: "Don't bet with him."

Chen Yiping straightened his sleeves calmly: "What are you betting on?"

"I'll bet on your copybook written by the people from Baishan." Old Wang said.

"Interesting, I asked you your bet, but you're not polite. If you want my Wanbaishanren copybook, what do you offer me?"

Lao Wang gritted his teeth and said, "I will give you my copy of Tang Qian Gua."

"Deal." Chen Yiping nodded. He happened to have wanted this copybook for a long time.

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the examiner from Xingshu hurried in with an examination paper.

The six judges quickly sat down in their seats.

"Teachers, this is the paper of a candidate who just handed it in. I will bring it over for you to score first." After the examiner finished speaking, he looked at Chen Yiping meaningfully and opened the paper for the six judges to watch and score.

Although several judges were a little surprised as to why someone handed in their paper so quickly, they didn't say anything more and just looked at it intently.

This look.

Everyone was stunned, except Chen Yiping.

As soon as he opened the paper, he could see that it was Liu Yihang's handwriting. Although there was no signature on the paper to prevent cheating, he was his student after all, so how could he not recognize it.

On the other hand, the other people's jaws dropped in shock.

Before, they speculated whether Chen Yiping wrote a calligraphy and handed it in just to help.

Now I saw with my own eyes that Chen Yiping had been chatting with them and had no time to help cheat.

So was this calligraphy really written by his apprentice?

Is there really such an amazing and talented person in the world?

He is no more than 25 years old, and anyone who reads this magnificent calligraphy will be amazed by it.

Regardless of the choice of material, the Chairman's poems are grand and unconventional.

The most important thing is that his cursive handwriting really looks like it was taught by Chen Yiping step by step, not only in form but also in spirit.

There is a vague sense of character that is exactly the same as that of Chen Yiping.

One judge asked the examiner unwillingly: "Are you sure you saw what he wrote with your own eyes?"

The examiner shook his head helplessly. Not to mention that he had checked before entering and no one had brought any paper.

Furthermore, each sheet on this examination paper has a corresponding number, so it cannot be faked. It must have been written down on the spot.

"It can't be fake." He and another examiner were dumbfounded when they saw it. This was almost written by Master Chen himself.

Lao Zhou congratulated Chen Yiping with a smile: "Congratulations, Master Chen has a successor."

At such a young age, his calligraphy is so experienced and steady, he is quite proud, and he has the character of a scholar. This time, Lao Chen found a good apprentice.

Although Lao Wang usually likes to go against Chen Yiping, this time he has to admit that Chen Yiping really has a very good apprentice this time.

His grandson is very good, but he is still good compared to his peers, but there is still a lot of room for improvement.

But the calligraphy in front of me is already a pleasing calligraphy work, the kind that can be directly exhibited for people to appreciate. It is exquisite, calm, majestic and magnificent.

If the examiner hadn't said it, he would have thought it was Chen Yiping's work because it was so similar.

"I will give the Tang Qian hexagram to you another day." Lao Wang said frustratedly.

Unexpectedly, he had already lost before the bet officially started, and he instantly regretted why he had opened his mouth to speak just now.

But he is not someone who cannot afford to lose. Anyway, this is not the first time he has lost to Chen Yiping, so there is no shame in it.