When Chen Ming changed into the Hanfu prepared by Qian Li, he felt... embarrassing. This thing did not bring him much literary feeling, but instead made him look more immature.

"In addition, this is your calligrapher qualification certificate..." Qian Li immediately took out a certificate and handed it to Chen Ming.

"Fake a fake?" Chen Ming looked at it and found that the seal and steel seal were complete, with certificate numbers.

"Of course it's impossible!" Qian Li smiled, "We took your previous works and applied for a membership. The other party evaluated your calligraphy works and then gave this certificate."

………………… Chen Ming really wanted to complain, is it that the door was so casual? He even felt that it was very likely that they had really obtained this certificate, so they thought of letting themselves pretend to be a calligrapher to attend the annual meeting.

"Don't complain..." Qian Li smiled, "As of this day, mastering one more technology can make you better. Besides, this is not considered as our random fabrication. It is your strength and has been recognized by the Calligraphy Association."

"Okay..." What else could Chen Ming say? It was an activity in the Battle of Tiger Pavilion, and as a disciple, he had to go there.

"After this attendance is perfectly completed, there will be additional subsidies. Attendance will inevitably be subsidies, which is also the basic principle of our sect. As the core combat power of our sect, Zhanhuge Pavilion is also unswerving in providing support to the war tigers in the sect." Qian Li reminded, and then he thought about what he went there and patted his forehead, "I forgot, you don't seem to be short of money."

He paused and continued, "But, work is work, I hope you understand."

"Disciple understand..." What else could Chen Ming say?

It was still sent by Li Zhi and then arrived at the scene. When showing the ID, the reception staff was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and welcomed him in.

To be honest, it seems that there are adults over thirty years old around, and more middle-aged people in their forties and fifties. It is really abrupt that he was a teenager of sixteen years old.

"Little brother, did you come in with your parents?" A man in his thirties suddenly came to Chen Ming.

"No, I came in as a participant in this exchange meeting." Chen Ming smiled at him.

"Are you a participant?" The latter looked at Chen Ming after hearing this, obviously not very convinced.

"I have loved calligraphy since I was a child. I accidentally got a membership certificate from the Calligraphy and Painting Association. I heard that there was an international calligraphy exchange meeting this time, so I came to take a look." Chen Ming smiled, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Chen Ming, and now I am studying at Xi'an No. 3 Middle School."

"I'm really a middle school student..." The latter was stunned and then introduced himself, "My name is Li Shuxing. My name was changed a few years ago. After all, I plan to be a big deal in the calligraphy and painting industry... By the way, what font are you good at?"

"Mainly studying thin gold style, regular script and official script, you can also write cursive script." Chen Ming replied, "The entry time is too short, so I guess I can't get on the table."

"It's okay, it's an exchange meeting itself, and I didn't force it to write it very well." Li Shuxing said with a smile.

During this period, Chen Ming also looked at the venue a little, but he did not forget his real task. Even though Qian Li had already indicated that the possibility of the four evil spirits coming to make trouble was almost zero.

After strolling around, I found that Li Shuxing had not started writing, but was constantly visiting the so-called masters of the calligraphy world in the venue. And depending on the situation, many people also knew him.

"Here comes again..." After Li Shuxing left, Chen Mingmin heard two masters discussing privately, "If this guy doesn't study calligraphy well, he will know that he will get close to us. Are the young people now unwilling to work hard on the right path?"

There are many words like this, and it seems that Li Shuxing's words can only be said in ordinary terms. However, he wastes most of his time on the scheming. Perhaps in his opinion, if such a master is talking about his name, his status in the calligraphy world can be greatly improved.

Indeed, in the calligraphy and painting industry, only a small group of people make money. This reputation, as well as paintings and calligraphy styles, is closely related.

However, operations are actually included... Judging from the current situation, it is not just Li Shuxing who is constantly engaged in the work. Or, this kind of behavior has gradually become a normal state in the calligraphy world.

It’s no wonder that there are a few fly buzzing there. In recent years, many calligraphy masters have not wanted to attend this exchange meeting. They are really annoying.

"Young man, do you know how to write?" Soon, Chen Ming also attracted the attention of some people. Many of them also noticed him, thinking that he, like Li Shuxing, was here to gain fame.

But later I found out that Chen Ming was just shopping, but didn't take the initiative to contact them, so I was curious to come up and ask.

"I am a junior, and I cannot be a good candidate for calligraphy. It is rare to participate once. Let's see the calligraphy of all the ancestors. Studying hard is the right way." Chen Ming said quickly. In fact, he had just been observing who was in the circle.

If you have four biases and four evildoers, those who can make trouble must be in the circle.

Or if there is something abnormal about the clothes, something bulging, you can prevent problems before they happen. However, at present, there is indeed no danger. It seems that today is a waste of work.

So I also began to plan to gradually give up my guard and enjoy this exchange meeting properly, otherwise it would be too boring.

"Although it's good to read more, you will inevitably have some mistakes when practicing in private. Why not write it out and let everyone taste it?" A 60-year-old man stepped forward.

"Then... I'll be ugly." Chen Ming couldn't refuse when he heard this, so he could only agree obediently.

There are a lot of paper and ink on site. However, true masters like to prepare ink by themselves. Perhaps only those who are used to using it can easily inject soul into the words.

Calligraphy, or calligraphy, is very different from that in China and island countries.

Chinese calligraphy can inject soul into words, just like the word "knife". After injecting soul, it looks like a sharp and sharp feeling; it is said that a master of calligraphy wrote a killing character and then made the viewer coma on the spot, and I don’t know whether it is true or false.

On the island country, the pen is held, and the method of holding a hard pen is used. On their side, calligraphy is a manifestation of art, so a calligraphy is more like a "painting" than a piece of words.

The main reason is that the concepts are different. Besides, when they learned from outside, it was normal for changes to occur. Just like the genetics and mutations in biology, the calligraphy of island countries and China is the same as the essence of Chinese calligraphy, but there are changes and they are calculated as the result of mutation.

It's just the biggest problem. If he devotes himself to writing, then there will be nothing else in front of him except the words.

Forget it, let’s fight quickly! Chen Ming didn’t delay, grind the ink, and after trying the writing, he began to write quickly. Soon, a song "Spring Dawn" was formed under his pen.
Chapter completed!