Qin Feng smiled slightly: "Zhuge Qiang, you said this a little too early and a little too arrogant. As far as I know, what rules have you set that if you want to invite you out, you must beat you in terms of overall strength?"

Zhuge Qiang said proudly: "Of course, do you think I need to serve someone who is inferior to me?"

Qin Feng nodded: "You are right, you are indeed very personality, and I like it very much."

Zhuge Qiang stared at Qin Feng and said, "Get as far as you want, I won't be a staple!"

Qin Feng said angrily: "Why are your thoughts so dirty? I mean I admire you very much."

Zhuge Qiang said, "I don't need your appreciation." When he said this, Zhuge Qiang suddenly became angry and said, "I went there, and I almost got caught in the ditch by you. I came down this time to want you to explain it clearly to me. Why do you say that my calligraphy and painting skills are not good enough? Why do you say that my painting skills are not as good as your junior high school level? I think you are bragging about it, right?"

Qin Feng stepped slowly to Zhuge Qiang's calligraphy works with a banner, and said with a smile: "Zhuge Qiang, then I will comment on the spot on your work "The Memorial to the Emperor"?"

Zhuge Qiang said with disdainful hands behind his back, "I hope to hear the details."

While speaking, Zhuge Qiang's tone was very arrogant, and he seemed to not take Qin Feng seriously at all. In his opinion, Qin Feng was so young, it was impossible for him to have such profound attainments in Chinese studies. What's more, in today's impetuous society, there are not many people who can carefully study Chinese studies classics like himself and inherit piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. And even if there are, they cannot have such high talent as himself. He is full of confidence in himself!

Qin Feng naturally saw the arrogance in Zhuge Qiang's tone, and was not in a hurry. He said in a calm tone: "If I guess correctly, before writing this painting, you copied the running script "The Works of the Works of the Works", which was written by Zhao Mengfu, and the work you copied was originally stored in the Palace Museum, 292 cm in length and 117 cm in width."

As soon as an expert stretched out his hand, he knew if there was any. When Qin Feng said the first sentence, the expression on Zhuge Qiang's face became solemn. When he looked at Qin Feng again, the contempt in his eyes had disappeared.

Because Qin Feng said it very accurately, his work copied Zhao Mengfu's running script "The Memorial to the Master".

Qin Feng continued: "The original work in the Forbidden City was a work by Zhao Mengfu after he was 60 years old. At that time, Zhao Mengfu paid more attention to the deep and solid brushwork and the vigorous and indulgent brushwork, thus integrating the vigorous and old style with the free and easy posture, and inheriting the essence of the calligraphy style of the "Two Kings". Although the original work was not Zhao Mengfu's exquisite work, the strokes and strokes were written in a straightforward manner, making the turn light and agile and follow the conditions, and the structure was sparse and dense. It was the calligraphy of Zhao's introverted spirit and both people and calligraphy were old.

Let’s look at your work again. Although it looks a bit similar to Zhao Mengfu’s original work, it is also a pinnacle work. However, you have overlooked one thing, that is, your state of mind at this moment. You are arrogant, lofty and unrestrained. Although you try your best to copy, when you write, your personality is naturally integrated into your calligraphy works. However, your personality style conflicts with the mood when Zhao Mengfu wrote the original work. This leads to the fact that although your work is similar to the original work, it lacks a bit of agility and naturalness, and has a little bit of discrepancy and unwillingness. Although you try your best to incorporate your personality into this work, I am forbidden to say that if you really want to express your character, copying this work is very inappropriate.

This is the biggest failure of your work!”

After Qin Feng finished speaking, Zhuge Qiang was silent.

What Qin Feng said just now pointed out the contradictory feeling he was when he was writing, as if he had seen him personally.

From this point of view, Qin Feng in front of him is really an expert.

Zhuge Qiang raised his eyebrows upwards, narrowed his eyes and said, "I heard from your tone just now. It seems that besides the question you just mentioned, there are other failures in my work?"

Qin Feng nodded: "Of course, in the original work of "The Memorial of the Army", Zhao Mengfu made some mistakes when writing dictation, such as textual errors such as Tuo and Yan, and these typos have been modified by you in your work.

If you want to copy this work to achieve the purpose of being fake and real, then you have failed. If you just want to write this work in the style of Zhao Mengfu at that time, then you still fail.

Therefore, these typos are exactly one of the failures in your work!”

After Qin Feng finished speaking, Zhuge Qiang was silent. After carefully examining the work for a long time, he suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, you are right! I admit that this work is indeed a big problem, but you just said that my paintings are actually not as good as your junior high school level. I am not convinced of this. If you have the ability, you can paint on the spot. I want to see, what is your level?"

Qin Feng smiled and said without hesitation: "Okay, come with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

Xiao Song was very eyebrowed and immediately took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone over and placed it on the desk in the living room.

Qin Feng pointed to the landscape painting on the west side of the living room and said, "Zhuge Qiang, look good. I will now draw a work like the "Treading Song Picture" by Ma Yuan of the Southern Song Dynasty that you copied."

After saying that, Qin Feng first grinded, thought, and composed the picture carefully. Then, the pen was like a dragon and a snake. In less than an hour, the ink-wash version of "Treading Songs" was freshly released.

When Qin Feng was using his brushstrokes like the wind, Zhuge Qiang was already paying attention to his every move. When Qin Feng finally used a straight brush to draw the Ma Yuanling seal, Zhuge Qiang took a deep breath, and a hint of bitterness appeared on his face.

Qin Feng put down his brush, wiped his hands, and said with a smile: "Zhuge Qiang, how about my painting?"

Zhuge Qiang said bitterly: "I admit that your painting level is indeed better than mine, especially when you just look at my work, you didn't use the original copy at all. This background is beyond my ability to achieve. Especially from the order of your writing, you can see that you know the one-corner layout of this "Treading Song Picture". Whether it is the distant mountains, palaces, or the movement and stillness of sparse willows and green bamboos, it has reached the level of more than nine points of the original work. The overall layout of your painting is integrated into one, giving people a sense of ethereality and naturalness, which is very close to the level of the original work. Without enough in-depth copying and understanding of this painting, it is impossible to achieve. I am convinced."

When Qin Feng heard this, he immediately went downstairs and said with a proud smile: "Zhuge Qiang, since that's the case, should you follow me out?"

Zhuge Qiang sneered disdainfully: "It's not that easy to get me out of the mountain. I might as well tell you that I am proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If you are slightly better than me in calligraphy and painting, I believe that you may not be able to beat me in chess. Let's play three games of Go first, and then three games of chess. If you can convince me, then I will go out with you. Otherwise, if you can't even win one game, I will not go out with you."

Fan Hongjian said with some dissatisfaction: "I said dog-headed military advisor, you are full and full. When will it be until these six games are finished? It's almost enough."

Zhuge Qiang glared at Fan Hongjian fiercely and said, "Fatty Fan, can you stop being a slut anymore? I beg you. You don't know anything and you bring people to disturb me. With a high school classmate like you, I'm unlucky!"

Speaking of this, Zhuge Qiang looked at Qin Feng and said, "You hear it clearly. The three questions I asked Xiao Song to test you before were your greeting level. If those who do big things have not been good at cultural level and do not have enough confidence in the culture of their motherland, such a person will not be able to achieve great things.

Playing Go tests your overall view and ability to judge the situation. As for playing chess, it tests your logical thinking and memory ability and on-the-spot decision-making ability. How about it, how is your chess level? If you want me to come out, I will first win in chess power."

Qin Feng smiled slightly: "Okay, then let's try it. I don't know what my level is."

Afterwards, the Go competition between Qin Feng and Zhuge Qiang officially began.

In the first game, the two fought for the whole hour, and Qin Feng lost with two goals! In the second game, the two fought for four hours, and Qin Feng narrowly won with one goal. In the third game, Qin Feng lost with two goals again!

After these three games, Zhuge Qiang's eyes at Qin Feng had completely changed.

If he still had a condescending look at Qin Feng at the beginning, then at this moment, he had already regarded Qin Feng as an opponent of the same level as him.

Through these three games of Go, Zhuge Qiang saw Qin Feng's style of doing things.

When Qin Feng was planning Go, the chess style was open and close, with a huge momentum and awesome spirit. He always intended to form a crushing momentum with a dignified and upright teacher. At the beginning, Zhuge Qiang was really not suitable for Qin Feng's invasion of fire, and was a little passive. However, after becoming familiar with Qin Feng's chess style, he began to frequently use strange moves and dangerous moves, constantly disrupting Qin Feng's rhythm, which made Qin Feng exhausted and eventually lost to himself two games.

However, through these three games of Go, Zhuge Qiang has seen Qin Feng's style of behavior and has a little more favorable impression of him!

Chess is like the person, and people are like the person. When playing chess and playing chess, you compare wisdom and observe character.

At this moment, after more than 8 hours of playing chess between the two, Fan Hongjian and Xiao Song had already been lying on the sofa and slept soundly. And the sky had already darkened!

Zhuge Qiang looked at Qin Feng provocatively and said, "Qin Feng, if you lose two games in Go, you have lost half of your country. If you lose three games in chess again, you will completely lose the opportunity to invite me out. What are your plans now? Should you end today's game, or should you go back and study it carefully and then come to play with me after a while?"

Qin Feng smiled slightly: "Since you are rarely met with an opponent, it is natural that the battle is refreshing. Keep going!"

Zhuge Qiang nodded. His words just now were also a test of Qin Feng, wanting to see if he was the kind of cautious person. If Qin Feng expressed on the spot that he would go back and study before playing chess, then Zhuge Qiang would never come out with Qin Feng again. Because this shows that Qin Feng cared too much about the gains and losses in front of him, such a person would not be able to accomplish great things.

Qin Feng's choice was beyond his expectations, but also reasonable.

Then, the chess board was put on, and the two of them fought three games in a row!

But this time, compared to the exquisite calculations in Go, chess tests the players' ability to make decisions and trade-offs on the spot. Chess masters often have strong leadership!

Qin Feng's performance in chess was far stronger than Go. The three games were over in less than five hours, and Qin Feng ended the game with a record of three games and three victories.

In fact, when Qin Feng won two consecutive games, the game could have been over, but Zhuge Qiang was a little unwilling to accept it and asked to play the third set.

In the third game, Zhuge Qiang used a very strange routine, and caught Qin Feng off guard. However, Qin Feng's talent in chess was far higher than Go. His sensitivity to the situation on the chess board was far beyond Zhuge Qiang's imagination. He originally wanted to set a trap for Qin Feng, but unexpectedly he fell into Qin Feng's trap and finally had to push the chess and admit defeat.

Qin Feng yawned, looked at Zhuge Qiang and said, "How is it? I shouldn't let you down with someone like me?"

Zhuge Qiang smiled wryly and said, "Okay, I admit that you are indeed a very strong leader. What a pity. I, Zhuge Qiang, have such lofty ambitions and rejected the kind invitations from so many official bosses and business masters. I was determined to find a wise master for myself, but I didn't expect that it would fall into the hands of a young man like you. I really regret it!"

While speaking, Zhuge Qiang showed a laughing and crying expression on his face.

At this time, Fan Hongjian suddenly opened his eyes and said excitedly: "Zhuge Qiang, then, you, the introverted man, finally agreed to follow my boss out?"

Zhuge Qiang was depressed at this moment. When he heard Fan Hongjian's broken gong-like sound, a strange look flashed in his eyes. He suddenly looked at Qin Feng with a smile on his face and said, "Boss Qin Feng, it's not impossible to let me go out, but Fan Hongjian will have to call me the second brother in the future!"

Fan Hongjian said angrily: "No! Absolutely not! I was the first to follow the boss. According to the rules, I should be my second brother! Boss, you have to make the decision for me!"

Zhuge Qiang laughed and said, "Boss Qin Feng, if you don't agree with my request, I won't go out of the mountain."

Qin Feng's eyes fell on Fan Hongjian's face with gentleness.

Fan Hongjian suddenly felt a little numb from his scalp, and a look of sadness and anger appeared on his face. He said with a sad face: "Boss, Boss Qin, my brother, I am the earliest little brother to follow you. Do you have the heart to watch an outsider riding on your little brother's head and shit? Thinking back then, when in high school, this grandson cheated me a lot. Now let me be my second brother, how can I live my life in the future."

Qin Feng gently patted Fan Hongjian on the shoulder and said softly: "Third brother, you should be more open-minded! Isn't there any difference between the second and third brothers!"

Zhuge Qiang immediately looked at Fan Hongjian with a smug look and said, "Fan Lao San, call me second brother immediately! Oh, remember that when you were in high school, you were the third brother in our dormitory. In order to compete with me for the second brother's position, you deceived us in one dormitory for three years. It was not until the college entrance examination that you realized that you were the smallest in our dormitory. Hurry up, call me second brother."

Qin Feng was shocked when he heard this. He did not expect that Fan Hongjian would have such a glorious history. It seems that Fatty Fan’s way of thinking is indeed different from that of ordinary people.

Fan Hongjian looked at Qin Feng with a desperate face and said, "Boss, you are not so cruel to me, are you?"

Qin Feng sighed and said, "How can you not bow your head under the short eaves? If you have Zhuge Qiang's ability, it is not impossible to make you the second child. But are you successful? Without Zhuge Qiang, how can we save my mother?"

When Fan Hongjian heard this, he felt a thousand unwillingness in his heart, but when he thought of Aunt Qin's situation at this moment, he could only look at Fan Hongjian with a lot of grievances and a novel like a mosquito, saying, "Second Brother."

Zhuge Qiang frowned and said, "The sound is too small."

Fan Hongjian glared at Zhuge Qiang and said loudly, "Second brother, second brother, second brother!" After saying three words in a row, he suddenly smiled and said, "Zhuge Er, now, you are satisfied!"

After saying that, Fan Hongjian suddenly burst into laughter: "Haha, I finally don't have to be the second child anymore. Finally, someone took the initiative to be the second child. What's wrong with being the third child? I don't want to be the second child. How ugly! Hehe, happy, happy, the common people are so happy today!"

After hearing Fan Hongjian's words, Zhuge Qiang was stunned. Looking at Fan Hongjian's excited dancing, he felt as disgusting as if he had eaten a hundred flies.

Even Zhuge Qiang did not expect that the most failed game in his life, Zhuge Qiang's unique talent, was the second-best battle with Fan Hongjian today! This was his brilliant and dazzling life battle, the darkest moment. He had almost no disadvantage in his life. However, he was plotted against a fat man Fan who he looked down upon the most!

Qin Feng looked at the two live treasures fighting there, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said in his heart: "What kind of weird freaks are my team recruited? I really hope that Zhuge Qiang will not disappoint me."

Speaking of this, Qin Feng looked at Zhuge Qiang and Fan Hongjian and said, "Okay, I'll say to you, we haven't reached the time to relax yet. We are facing a huge problem next, that is, how to get Zhuge Qiang into Xue's Hongyuan Electronics Company. I guess Fatty Fan, you can't copy the matter of joining the company again. After all, Jiang Wenchao and others are not fools."

Zhuge Qiang smiled slightly and said, "Boss, you don't need to worry about this matter, I can handle it myself. Let's do it this way, it's almost dawn and we haven't slept all night. This morning, you can rest with me first and we will meet at the company in the afternoon!"

Qin Feng said in a little shocked moment: "Do you have a way to enter Xue's Hongyuan Electronics Company?"

Zhuge Qiang smiled slightly and said confidently: "Boss, why did you choose me? Isn't it because I have the ability that others don't have? If I don't show my own level, I'm afraid you're not at ease with me! This is the letter of vote I submitted!"
Chapter completed!