"You...I..." Yuji Shinoguchi opened his mouth wide and wanted to scold him, but he could not say anything.

Because he saw the words written by Zhao Yuan, although there were only two words, he could see from them that Zhao Yuan was powerful and terrifyingly cursive. Such a person is indeed qualified to say that the words written by him were too bad! Compared with the other party, he was really too bad!

However, Yuji Shizuku did not speak, but someone else scolded him: "Boy, do you dare to say that Shizuku Jun's handwriting is too bad? He even wrote two words too bad for him? He is so arrogant! Shizuku Jun, he has provoked you like this, don't you give him a little color?"

Yuji Guankou's face turned pale, but it was not because of Zhao Yuan, but because of his pig teammate.

He glared at his Japanese colleague who was speaking and muttered in his heart: "Zhao Yuan's cursive writing level has reached the level of super gods. Although he only wrote two words, he wrote these two words alive! The horizontal, vertical, stroke and stroke are all exquisite like textbooks... No, saying it is a textbook, it is a humiliation! Those who write such words are fully qualified to say that my cursive writing level is too poor. You ask me to give it to him? How can I give it? I can only be taught to be a human being!"

The young Japanese calligrapher was stared at by Yuji Shizuguchi for no reason. He didn't understand that he was clearly explaining his lesson, but why didn't he appreciate it and even criticize him?

In fact, this young Japanese calligrapher was unable to see the two words written by Zhao Yuan because of the location and distance he was standing. That was why he made such a big mistake.

Just when he was confused, Yuji Shizuguchi said, "Ono, why don't you give Zhao some advice?"

After seeing Zhao Yuan's cursive writing skills, Jueguchi's name for Zhao Yuan also changed.

However, a young Japanese calligrapher named Ono Suren did not notice this change. When he heard this, he really came over and said, "Kun Shiraguchi, have you retreated? Haha, when you face an unknown person, you are afraid of being afraid of fighting. This is not your style... Huh? Wait, this... this word? What a joke, these are the two words he just wrote?"

When he walked to the table, Ono Suren finally saw the word "too bad" written by Zhao Yuan just now. Although he was not practicing cursive script, he could still tell the difference between good and bad. He was immediately shocked and frightened by these two words. At the same time, he also understood the reason why Yuji Shinoguchi was arrogant at first and respectful at the beginning...

"No, I'm cheated!" Ono Su Ren's face instantly became extremely ugly.

At this moment, Zhao Yuan looked at him and asked, "What calligraphy are you good at?"

Ono Suren subconsciously replied: "Running script..."

Zhao Yuan nodded and pulled out a new piece of rice paper. Before he could completely spread it, he splashed ink and wrote two words on it.

Seeing these two words, Ono Su Ren's face turned green.

These two words are used in running script skills. They are written in a flash, flowing and flowing, and are extremely beautiful! Although there are only two words, they show the highest level of running script. In a trance, Ono Suren seemed to have seen Wang Xizhi reborn and Yan Zhenqing reborn... This made his brain happen.

"How is it possible... How can anyone write so well in today's world?" Ono Su Ren was shocked and said this sentence in her mouth.

Zhao Yuan pointed to the two words on the paper and asked him, "Do you know me?"

Ono Suren didn't want to answer, but couldn't, and said with a sad face: "Weak...weak chicken."

Zhao Yuan nodded and said, "That's right, you are just a weak chicken!"

Ono Suren wanted to refute, but when he saw the two words that represented the highest level of running script, he couldn't speak any refute.

Although he is one of the best Japanese young calligraphers and one of the best in running scripts, he is indeed a weakling in front of Zhao Yuan!

He lowered his head, cried and accepted the humiliation.

The bizarre performances of Yuji Shinoguchi and Suzu Ono surprised all the Japanese calligraphers in the conference room. They gathered around, wondering how well Zhao Yuan's calligraphy was written, and he could actually make these two leading figures in the young generation of Japanese calligraphy, after being insulted, dare not resist at all, and could only endure it silently.

And when they saw the four words written by Zhao Yuan in cursive and running script, they all changed their faces.

"These four words..."

"How...how is it possible?!"

"How can anyone in today's world write such wonderful words?"

"Did these four words really write this kid? It's not my hallucination, right?"

"His cursive and running script is so powerful! Strange, why is his level so high that he has no fame before?"

Young Japanese calligraphers were talking and exclaiming. In China, people who were unaware of the situation like Gu Suquan were also shocked by Zhao Yuan's calligraphy. In addition to being shocked, they pulled the people around them and asked about Zhao Yuan's situation.

Yahiko Sato's face turned green. He thought that he could slap Lin Liangzhe and Zhao Yuan in the face by just sending someone, but he didn't expect that the person who was slapped in the face was himself...

He clearly remembered that the words Zhao Yuan wrote on his signature were only good, but why did the words he wrote at this moment become extremely exciting?

"Wait... The signatures of the original one seemed to be written in a signature pen, which was written in a hard pen, but now he has changed into a brush. There is a difference between brush calligraphy and hard pen calligraphy. It seems that I was misled and got his level wrong!" Yahiko Sato thought he had figured out the reason.

At the same time, Zhao Yuan was not idle either. He came here to help Lin Liangzhe pretend to be slapped in the face. Since that is the case, the bigger the pussy, the better, and the more ruthless the face, the better.

So he waved to another young Japanese calligrapher and asked, "What's your name? What calligraphy are you good at?"

Unexpectedly, when this man heard his words, his face turned pale. He closed his mouth tightly and refused to say it, and kept retreating.

Seeing this scene, Chinese calligraphers burst into laughter, while Japanese calligraphers were both angry and hated. After laughing, Lin Liangzhe said loudly: "Zhao Yuan, this person is Nagato Sanada, who is good at Han Li!"

"Okay." Zhao Yuan nodded, splashed ink again, and wrote two words on the paper.

It is Han Li!

The brushstrokes are vivid and elegant, giving people a sense of prosperity, freedom, thickness and depth. At first glance, it is the most advanced and most wonderful masterpiece among Han Li!
Chapter completed!