"Mr. Zeng, you won't doubt me anymore, will you?"
Wei Hong wrote jokingly on the side.
"No, it won't."
Zeng Taoyin murmured a few times, with the shock on his face that had not yet dissipated, and asked the question again in disbelief: "How on earth was this done?"
No wonder the two of them were so shocked. Throughout the ages, they had never heard of anyone being able to copy the works of a certain calligrapher to such an almost identical level!
However, Ye Hong still had the same calm attitude: "If you want to write, just do it."
How did they know that Ye Hong was not copying at all, but a direct copy.
This is much better than photocopying.
The copy printed dead characters, but Ye Hong also copied other people's calligraphy souls.
"I believe you are evil!"
Wei Hongshu and Zeng Taoyin's mouths twitched, and they were choked and speechless for a while.
But Ye Hong blinked and reminded "Friendly": "Mr. Zeng, don't forget the promise you just made."
Zeng Taoyin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what he had just promised, and his expression suddenly changed.
Just now he firmly believed that Ye Hong's strength was forged, and confidently promised: If Ye Hong could imitate the essence of Zeng Feng's cursive calligraphy, he would not accept Ye Hong as his disciple, but would directly call Ye Hong his teacher!
Now Ye Hong not only imitated the essence, but also imitated Zeng Taoyin.
"Well, just now I was so angry that I said something without thinking about it.
"Ahem"
Zeng Taoyin had an embarrassed look on his face. He looked around and tried to hide the matter.
After all, he was already old, and he still couldn't speak to such a young Ye Hong as his teacher.
But Ye Hong would not let him go.
As a vindictive person, he would never forget the old man's derogatory remarks and contempt when he entered the house just now.
"Alas, the so-called literary giant, Zeng Feng, the calligraphy sage, is nothing more than that.
After all, it is difficult for a shameless person to reach the level of elegance.
That’s all, I’ll just pretend I’ve never seen this person today. "
However, Ye Hong sharply sent Zeng Taoyin's taunt back to him intact.
Zeng Taoyin's face turned red and white, mixed with complex emotions such as shame, embarrassment, and embarrassment.
But he was wrong first and could only endure Ye Hong's sarcasm.
"Ding! Irony Zeng Feng Shusheng, irony ability +1, appearance +1!"
Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Wei Hongshu couldn't bear to see his old friend unable to come to the stage, so he hatched a plan.
"You guys, it's considered 'no acquaintance without fighting', so there's no need to make things so tense.
I have a better suggestion here.
Why don't you change it to Mr. Zeng and promise to do something for Ye Xiaozi
What do you two think? "
Zeng Taoyin just wanted to skip this topic at this moment. When he saw Wei Hongshu reaching for the steps, he walked down the steps without hesitation.
He had not lowered his head for many years, but now he asked Ye Hong awkwardly: "What do you want me to do?"
Ye Hong smiled secretly in his heart, he really made a lot of money this time.
He did not embarrass Zeng Taoyin any more and said with a smile: "Junior, I really have something to ask for.
A good friend of mine is opening a restaurant tomorrow. Can I ask Mr. Zeng to write an inscription for her on the spot? "
Zeng Tao was stunned for a moment, with a troubled expression on his face.
After all, he had sworn not to write inscriptions for anyone.
When Ye Hong saw this, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "It's [Teacher]'s matter."
"I asked the question! I asked the question! Stop talking!"
Zeng Taoyin was so frightened that he quickly agreed.
(End of chapter)