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Chapter two hundred and seventy-fifth goodbye master and apprentice

The ten candidates in the 8th group stood up silently and took the initiative toward the wooden table with their names written on them.

When Liu Lan got up, Zhou Bulu whispered beside her, "Come on!"

The calligraphy world has always been "referring to boys over girls". You can tell from the male-female ratio of calligraphers that the number of women is pitifully small.

Therefore, it is not surprising that only Liu Lan is the only woman among these ten people.

The five judges all looked at her more, and Su Xuezhen's eyes were particularly meaningful.

The candidates in their hands have a note column behind the names of the candidates, whom the notes are from, or what honors they have received, so that the judges can have a preliminary understanding of each person. Su Xuezhen wrote the word "Suyi" after seeing Liu Lan's name.

His eyes were wandering, and at the left side viewing seat, Su Yi and Ouyang Cen, who had just settled down, appeared.

He has not seen this former master for thirty years. Although there has been no intersection between the two people in these thirty years, it does not mean that Su Xuezhen does not know about Suyi. Suyi has a high status in the calligraphy world and is an authoritative figure. His words and deeds can even affect the style of regular script and official script in China.

Seeing Su Xuezhen's gaze, Su Yi met his gaze, but the old but still vigorous eyes burst out with coldness and disdain. He didn't come to see the first two groups of comments just now because he didn't want to stay in the same space with Su Xuezhen for even a second. Now it's Liu Lan's turn, he must stare at it himself.

In his impression, Su Xuezhen was still in his early twenties and was arrogant because of his talent. Now Su Xuezhen is so sophisticated and worldly, with the aura of a superior.

He looked directly at himself without any guilt or guilt, and even a little proud.

Su Xuezhen is of course very proud. He is only in his early fifties, but he has gained both fame and fortune. He is a well-known calligrapher, a respected academy president, a successful businessman, and a winner in life!

He already had enough confidence and qualifications. When facing Su Yi, his eyes seemed to say to Su Yi: His approach back then was not wrong. Fang Huaiyuan was not as good as him at all. Fang Huaiyuan was the principal and he was the dean, but who still remembers that Fang Huaiyuan was also Su Yi's apprentice?

If it were the past, Su Yi would be furious again, and he would leave without seeing him.

But he now has Liu Lan!

Su Yi looked at the girl standing with her back to him, as if she had found a support, and the depression in her heart also found a breakthrough.

After Su Xuezhen's incident, he was particularly cautious in accepting disciples later. Even if he met some talented young people, he would consider it carefully before accepting disciples and test it for a while before making a decision.

Therefore, in the twenty years after Su Xuezhen was expelled from the sect, he only accepted three apprentices. Unfortunately, like Fang Huaiyuan, these three people have performed well in their respective career fields, but none of them can persist in the road of calligraphy and become "calligraphers".

He later gave up. He thought he would never find a suitable person in his life to inherit his legacy. He was older and became even more indifferent to the world and focused on teaching and educating people in college.

Ten years passed like this, and he saw the words written by Liu Lan on the Internet to make money.

His long-silent heart beats again. He didn't expect that he would see hope at the age when he was about to be buried.

This is really God's will.

He hurriedly asked Liu Lan to attend this calligraphy exhibition because he didn't know whether he could survive the next four years. Otherwise, he would have spent ten or five years to hand over all his life's learning to her, and then let her participate in the exhibition after she became a qualified heir.

Liu Lan didn't know the undercurrents between her teacher and her old apprentice, and she didn't even look at any judges. The first thing she did when she walked on the stage was to put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table again according to her own habits, and gently put it on, quietly. After finishing, she stopped moving.

Her standing posture was trained by Xiao Zhao since she was a child. Xiao Zhao, who was born as a dancer, attaches great importance to demeanor. She did not teach Liu Lan to dance, but taught her all the basic skills that the dancer should have. Therefore, Liu Lan can stand like a green pine and walk lightly.

In addition, she wore an ancient style skirt, which looked like an ancient talented woman standing tall and standing tall.

Liu Lan's competitors couldn't help but look at her. The one who looked at her most frequently was the young man who was slanted behind her. His eyes were too dazzling. Liu Lan had to look back and first saw the name tag hanging on his desk: Su Maolin.

It turns out that he is the author of the regular script of "Born Kiln Fu" and the son of Su Xuezhen.

Su Maolin looks like she is in her twenties and is very tall. Perhaps her clothes are all well-equipped with famous brands, making her look energetic and a little handsome.

But Liu Lan felt that Su Maolin did not have the temperament of his father, and was not even as literary as Zhou Buren. He did not have the style of a literary man. At first glance, he was just an ordinary rich second generation.

Liu Lan was puzzled, is he really the author of "Born Kiln Fu"?

The comments began with the thoughts of several people.

First, the work review session, the five judges exchanged opinions. They started with the first candidate closest to the judges' seat.

Each judge evaluates two works, and only comments are one or two sentences, mostly picky and criticized, but it is not good things anyway.

It was her turn in the middle position soon after Liu Lan commented on a judge with a bearded judge. Liu Lan knew that his name was Wang Qinghai, a famous calligrapher, a member of the Calligraphy Association, and was good at official script.

Wang Qinghai looked at her and said, "Over imitation, too strong in craftsmanship!"

Zhou Buli had already said similar things, so Liu Lan accepted the criticism calmly and said generously, "Thank you for the judges' advice."

Wang Qinghai was a little surprised and looked at Su Xuezhen.

Su Xuezhen nodded slightly invisible.

Wang Qinghai continued to comment on the work of the next candidate, and the next one was Su Maolin. Su Maolin, who was about to listen to the teachings, did not act humbly like others, but looked indifferent and had a smile on his lips.

Wang Qinghai said, "The brushwork is vigorous and the structure is calm."

Ten comments, this is the only positive comment.

It is true that Su Maolin's works are indeed the best among them, and it is impossible for them to have no shortcomings. Critics can even pick out the thorns in Wang Xizhi's works.

Everyone knew in their hearts that Wang Qinghai said this because Su Maolin was the son of Su Xuezhen. But the strength of others was there, and the dissatisfaction of others could only be convinced.

Who makes me inferior to others’ skills?

Next comes the questioning session where people can cry. This session is not in order. Each judge will ask whoever he wants. Everyone is nervous waiting for the question.
Chapter completed!
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