At this time, the staff came in with a few elderly people with very good temperament.

"Please let me go, okay?" the staff said politely to the tourists who were blocking their way: "These are all veterans in the calligraphy world, and they want to come in and take a look."

There is no need for special reminders from the staff. When I saw a group of old men with a very strong aura coming in, many people automatically gave way to them.

When these people came in, Liu Hongwei just looked at them binily, and his eyes continued to fall on Luo Ziling's words.

"Old Liu, what's going on?" The old man walking in front looked at Liu Hongwei with a little puzzled look, "Is there someone challenging you?"

However, after seeing the words written by Luo Ziling on the table, he was also shocked and could not say the following words.

The eyes of the other old men immediately fell on the words written by Luo Ziling and never moved them away.

After a while, the old man walking in front asked, "Who wrote this?"

"I wrote it," Luo Ziling replied with a smile, "it was just a joke in a moment of anger."

After Luo Ziling finished speaking, he said to Ouyang Feifei: "Do you like it? If you like it, I'll give it to you!"

"Of course I like it," Ouyang Feifei said, regardless of the old men still watching it seriously, he immediately walked forward and put away the words that had already dried in the moji.

When Ouyang Feifei was about to roll up the words, several old men who were looking closely responded immediately.

"You can't take this character away!" The old man walking in front ignored how beautiful Ouyang Feifei was and shouted at her, "Let's enjoy it."

"No," Ouyang Feifei hummed like a naughty girl, and then quickly grabbed the words into her hands.

Luo Ziling helped her, and before those people could grab it, she handed the words to Ouyang Feifei.

"Wang Qing," Ouyang Feifei called out to the back of the crowd.

Wang Qing, who followed in secret, responded and immediately walked over and took the word written by Luo Zilinggang from Ouyang Feifei.

He didn't let them see it, and the old men and Liu Hongwei, who was deeply hit, looked stunned.

"I don't know that this gentleman has a great name," the old man who came in was the first to react. He bowed to Luo Ziling and said, "We have indeed seen people who can write such a good running script, but people who can write such good writing have never seen them as young as you."

"Let's go to Luo Ziling," Luo Ziling did not rude when he saw the old man's extraordinary demeanor. "The ancestors were nearby Loujia Village, but they grew up in other places since childhood."

The old man looked at Luo Ziling in surprise. He had never heard of this person before, so he had no idea about Luo Ziling's name.

However, after carefully looking at Luo Ziling and Ouyang Feifei's appearance, the shocked expression on his face faded a little.

He whispered a few instructions to the staff around him. The staff nodded, immediately greeted other companions, and persuaded the onlookers to go outdoors.

When the staff persuaded the tourists out, the old man walked up and down, looked up and down a few times before introducing himself: "I am Li Mingcheng of Yuezhou. I have copied Wang Youjun's "Lanting Preface" for many years. Unfortunately, I have been copying it for so many years, but I am not as good as you. We are surprised to see your calligraphy today. By the way, they are all masters in the calligraphy world."

Seeing that the other party was so sincere, Luo Ziling looked at Ouyang Feifei with a little embarrassed.

After thinking about it, Ouyang Feifei ordered Wang Qing, who was standing aside and waiting quietly, to ask her to take out the copybook she had already collected.

Wang Qing took out the carefully collected copybook without saying a word and put it back on the table.

So, a group of old men and Liu Hongwei stood aside, put on reading glasses, and carefully looked at the words written by Luo Ziling.

After looking for a while, the old man named Li Mingcheng stood up and sighed: "I understand. Each word you have not necessarily been better than others, but you have integrated your momentum into the words. If I was right, your word was done in one go, right?"

Unexpectedly, Luo Ziling was surprised, but he did not deny it.

"Awesome, it's amazing that the works written by young people have such momentum," Li Mingcheng gave Luo Ziling a thumbs up, "It's really like flowing clouds and water, which makes people amazed at it."

After reading it, the other people agreed with Li Mingcheng's statement.

If you take out Luo Ziling's words one by one, it is indeed not the best in running script. It can only be said that you have a relatively deep foundation.

However, when most people copy the works of their predecessors, they are reverent, so they cannot express their confidence between the lines. Luo Ziling's words completely reveal their confidence, and they are very imposing, which is somewhat similar to the style of Mao Weiren's works.

Anyone who learns calligraphy knows that many works are important in momentum.

If you don’t have momentum, even if you write every word well, the whole text will not give people the feeling of momentum.

Therefore, these old men who were immersed in calligraphy were very surprised after reading Luo Ziling's works. They felt that they did not have such momentum when copying their works.

They didn't know that if they could write running script in such a style, their skills in regular script would definitely be very good.

"Thank you for your compliments for your seniors," Luo Ziling thanked Li Mingcheng. "I have been studying calligraphy with my grandfather since I was a child, but now I like to add my own style and treat writing as a kind of enjoyment. I like to write a piece in one breath."

"My friend Luo, can I make a request?"

“What are the requirements?”

"Can you give this piece of your work to Lanting?"

"No," Ouyang Feifei replied on behalf of Luo Ziling, "This is a work given to me."

"I'm so sorry," Luo Ziling could only apologize.

Li Mingcheng looked at Luo Ziling, then Ouyang Feifei, and changed his statement: "Can you ask Xiaoyou Luo to write another copy of the words and leave them here?"

"Zi Ling, you must keep your works in Lanting, and find a way to put your grandfather's works here." Seeing the other party say this, Ouyang Feifei quickly attached himself to Luo Ziling's ear and reminded him softly.

After listening to Ouyang Feifei's reminder, Luo Ziling was stunned for a moment and instantly understood what Ouyang Feifei meant.

This woman is still trying to create momentum for the Luo family, hoping that their reputation will become even more prominent in the land of Yuezhou.

If everyone thinks that the Luo family has a connection with the upper class, there is unlimited resources, and the family has a literary style, they will be respected in any aspect. Ouyang Feifei wants to make the Luo family unusual in all aspects.

Ouyang Feifei was abnormal today and competed with an old man who practiced calligraphy, which eventually attracted so many big shots in the calligraphy world, and she really had good intentions. This woman is really not simple, and Luo Ziling further admired her.

It is actually really good to marry such a woman as a wife.
Chapter completed!