Chapter 1322: Chapter 1322: The Naive Young Fool Who Does Not Know the Imnsity of Heaven and Earth
Ouyang Feifei’s bewitching smile could be described as nation-destroying, city-toppling beauty.
Many onlookers gathered, drawn in after seeing a tourist in conflict with a local master, eager to watch the drama unfold.
Most of the spectators were young people; upon seeing Ouyang Feifei’s appearance, many young n felt their souls stirred and heads turned.
Seeing her enchanting smile, many could hardly keep their footing, caught up in her charm.
So were secretly pleased, thinking they had chosen a good day to visit the Orchid Pavilion.
Not only did they get to witness an argunt, but they also saw such a stunning beauty—beauty that openly displayed a nation-destroying, city-toppling smile.
Although that smile was ant for one lucky man only, they all enjoyed it and were srized by it.
The girlfriends who ca with their male partners were not pleased, seeing their boyfriends, lovers, or husbands entranced by Ouyang Feifei’s beauty, they felt a surge of jealousy and so unfortunate n ended up with their feet stepped on or their arms and waists pinched.
Luo Ziling didn’t expect Ouyang Feifei to be in such a mood today, to actually stand up against an old man just like any other bystander, which annoyed him sowhat. But seeing Ouyang Feifei’s enchanting smile and her following words, his heart softened.
This woman was actually willing to let him decide her fate today.
He, of course, knew what it implied.
It was too tempting.
Ultimately, he couldn’t bear to embarrass Ouyang Feifei, and with a pretense of reluctance, he said, “Alright, I’ll join your fun today.”
As he spoke, he smiled brightly at Ouyang Feifei.
Thus, those girls who initially harbored complaints, upon seeing Luo Ziling’s radiant smile, imdiately fell head-over-heels.
They could no longer bother themselves with their partners’ fascination with Ouyang Feifei, and instead focused all their attention on Luo Ziling.
Even a few excessively smitten girls cried out excitedly, “So handso, way too handso!”
Seeing that Luo Ziling did not let her down, Ouyang Feifei was of course very happy. She smiled at him again and actually went to grind ink for Luo Ziling.
Naturally, Liu Hongwei was even more infuriated.
This ignorant youngster casually spoke of “joining her fun”, not taking him seriously at all.
He interpreted Luo Ziling’s words about ‘playing along with Ouyang Feifei’ as toying with him instead, fuming internally, almost ready to explode. He really wanted to pour all the ink from the inkstone on the table onto Luo Ziling’s handso face.
“You ignorant fool, go ahead and write!” Liu Hongwei eventually did not directly vent his anger on Luo Ziling but said sarcastically, “Later, I’ll invite a few leading figures in the calligraphy world to give their verdict, let’s see what they have to say.”
As the New Year was approaching, several true masters from the Huaxia calligraphy community, originally from Yuezhou, also ca back for the New Year.
Taking advantage of so free ti before the year end, they had arranged to et up at the Orchid Pavilion for a good gathering.
“When evening descends and snow is about to fall, can one still enjoy a cup of wine?” Last night, when it began to snow, they phoned each other to arrange a gathering at Orchid Pavilion during the snowy day, to drink and write, aiming to create a morable story for the Spring Festival at Orchid Pavilion.
As Liu Hongwei was writing in public, so people had already arrived, chatting with a deputy director responsible for calligraphy at Orchid Pavilion and practicing their writing.
Liu Hongwei was preparing to go over later to interact with the tourists, and to consult and chat with them.
In front of those true masters, Liu Hongwei considered himself still a student, needing to seek their advice.
However, he was quite confident in his own calligraphy, and to thoroughly humble Luo Ziling and Ouyang Feifei, he planned to invite those experts to help him restore his reputation. Otherwise, he would never have the face to interact with tourists at Orchid Pavilion again and earn so extra money.
Liu Hongwei totally lacked the deanor of a master, displaying an extrely frustrated and sarcastic attitude. Luo Ziling, upon hearing this, also grew a bit angry. He coldly glared at Liu Hongwei, picked up a piece of rice paper that Liu Hongwei had used for writing, grabbed Liu Hongwei’s brush, and without any hesitation, he began to splash ink over the paper.
“The Ninth Year of Yonghe, in the Gui-chou year, at the dawn of late spring…” What Luo Ziling had written was precisely the “Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion” by Wang Xizhi, acclaid as the world’s finest example of running script.
He wrote at a trendous pace, like a dragon soaring and a phoenix diving, with each character of running script erging fluidly under his brush.
Liu Hongwei, who had already sent staff to invite the calligraphy masters to witness, originally watched Luo Ziling begin writing with schadenfreude, but his expression drastically changed after seeing a few characters.
After Luo Ziling elegantly wrote a few lines, Liu Hongwei’s eyes were wide open, utterly disbelieving.
anwhile, Ouyang Feifei, standing quietly to the left of Luo Ziling, had her beautiful large eyes wide open, showing an undisguised expression of amazent as she watched Luo Ziling write.
Before, she had acquired several pieces of Luo Ziling’s regular script, which she had frad and hung in her office or ho.
Whenever she admired Luo Ziling’s calligraphy, she was filled with imnse admiration.
For soone his age, to be able to write with such skill, admiration was the only fitting response.
Unexpectedly, Luo Ziling’s running script was also exceptional, even surpassing his regular script.
Naturally, that was Ouyang Feifei’s opinion as she watched Luo Ziling’s stylish manner of writing the “Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion,” observing each character vividly appearing on the paper.
She had a decent appreciation for calligraphy and her own handwriting was not bad, though not comparable to Luo Ziling’s.
What surprised Ouyang Feifei even more was that Luo Ziling could recite the entire “Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion” from mory, without needing to look at any reference. She only rembered the opening lines and had no idea what followed, nor any interest in morizing it.
Those who can morize the “Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion” certainly have a good mory.
Most of the onlookers, with little appreciation for calligraphy, nevertheless found Luo Ziling’s writing extrely pleasing to the eye; it was orderly on the paper and he wrote with such flair that it almost seed effortless, apart from dipping the brush in ink, without any pause.
Those won smitten by Luo Ziling beca even more infatuated after seeing him write so beautifully.
So people already completely ignored their male companions, their eyes fixed solely on the handso and dashing Luo Ziling, wishing they could throw themselves into his arms right away.
After Luo Ziling finished writing the entire piece, he set down his brush, bowed to the stunned Liu Hongwei and smiled, saying, “Sorry for the poor display!”
Liu Hongwei, however, had no response, still frozen in place with his eyes wide open.
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