Chapter 1812 I Believe You Are Evil

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"Gong Zeng, you won't doubt me anymore, will you?"

Wei Hongshu, who was on the side, joked.

"No, no..."

Zeng Taoyin murmured a few times, with a still-undissipated shock on his face, and asked the question again in disbelief: "How did this happen?"

No wonder the two of them were so shocked. Throughout the ages, they have never heard of someone who can copy the works of a calligrapher to such a near-uniform level!

However, Ye Hong still had the same bland and watery attitude: "If you want to write, you can do it."

How did they know that Ye Hong was not a copy at all, but a direct copy.

This is comparable to photocopying.

The copies printed were dead characters, but Ye Hong copied other people's calligraphy souls.

"I believe you are evil!"

Wei Hongshu and Zeng Taoyin twitched the corners of their mouths, choked for a while.

But Ye Hong blinked his eyes and reminded "friendly": "Old Zeng, don't forget your promise just now."

Zeng Taoyin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered what he had promised, and his expression changed drastically.

Just now, he firmly believed that Ye Hong's strength was falsified, and promised confidently: If Ye Hong can imitate the essence of Zeng Feng's cursive script, he will not accept Ye Hong as a disciple, but directly call Ye Hong a teacher!

Now Ye Hong has not only imitated the essence, he has imitated all of Zeng Taoyin's people.

"That... just now I was angry... some words didn't go through my mind...

ahem..."

Zeng Taoyin looked embarrassed, and he said that he wanted to confuse this matter.

After all, he is already old, and he still has to call such a young Ye Hong as a teacher, so he can't speak.

But Ye Hong would not let him go.

He, who holds grudges, will not forget the old man's all kinds of derogation and contempt when he entered the door.

"Alas, the so-called literary giant, Zeng Feng Shusheng, is nothing more than that.

After all, it is difficult for a brazen person to be in the hall of elegance.

That's all, I'll just pretend I've never seen this person today. "

Ye Hong, however, sharply sent Zeng Taoyin's mockery back to him intact.

Zeng Taoyin's face was red and white, mixed with complex emotions such as shame, embarrassment, and embarrassment.

But he was wrong first, so he could only endure Ye Hong's irony.

"Ding! Ironing Zeng Feng Shusheng, irony ability +1, row face +1!"

Wei Hongshu saw that the atmosphere was stiff and he couldn't bear to see his old friend not coming to the stage, so he had a plan.

"You guys, it's considered 'no fight, no acquaintance', there's no need to make such a fuss.

I have a better suggestion here.

Why don't you change it to Zeng Gong, you promised to do something for Ye Xiaozi?

How do you two feel? "

At this moment, Zeng Taoyin just wanted to skip this topic quickly. Seeing Wei Hongshu reaching out to the steps, he went down the steps without hesitation.

He, who hasn't bowed his head in years, embarrassedly said to Ye Hong, "What do you want me to do?"

Ye Hong secretly laughed in his heart, this time he really made a lot of money.

He didn't let Zeng Taoyin continue to be embarrassed, he smiled and said, "This junior really has something to ask for.

I have a good friend's restaurant to open tomorrow, can I ask Mr. Zeng to write a letter for her? "

Zeng Tao was stunned for a moment, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

After all, he had sworn not to write for anyone.

Ye Hong saw this, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "The matter of [Teacher]..."

"My question! My question! Stop talking!"

Zeng Taoyin trembled in fear, and quickly agreed.