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Mu Wen's pen moved like a dragon and snake, and his writing was smooth and natural. In just a moment, the famous sentence of "Love Lotus" was written by Mu Wen.

After Mu Wen finished writing, he placed the brush back on the inkstone and waited for the ink on the paper to dry up.

He said to Lee Xiangjun who was standing beside him,""Miss Li, I'm done."

Lee Xiangjun's eyes lit up when she saw the words written on Mu Wen's paper. She had never seen the words written on the scroll before.

Although it was a new font, it did not look out of place at all.

The words on the scroll looked scattered, but they were not broken.

Just the calligraphy skills revealed in this scroll were already comparable to some of the famous scholars in the world who wrote calligraphy when they were young.

"Young Master Mu's calligraphy is indeed worthy of its reputation.”

Lee Xiangjun couldn't help but praise.

"Miss Li, you flatter me."

Although Mu Wenfu said that he was being praised by the beauty, his raised eyebrows showed how pleased he was.

"Young Master Mu is modest."

Lee Xiangjun smiled faintly. Then, she picked up the book that Mu Wenfu had written and showed it to everyone who was sitting next to her.

"This foundation? Mu Wenfu's calligraphy was really amazing!”

"Is this the long-lost Flying White Body?”

"No wonder Mu Wenfu's calligraphy is so amazing. It turns out that he has inherited the Flying White Body.”

The scholars in the Apricot Blossom Pavilion were amazed when they saw Mu Wenfu's calligraphy.

Among them, some knowledgeable people said that what Mu Wen wrote was the long-lost Fei Bai style.

"What is the Flying White Body?" Someone asked.

At this moment, most people did not know about the Flying White Body. Everyone was very curious. What exactly was the Flying White Body?

"The so-called Flying White Style is a unique style of calligraphy. It was said that the Eastern Han calligrapher Cai Yong had been influenced by his family's craftsmen to comprehend a calligraphy style. This calligraphy style was loose in form but not loose in meaning. It was graceful and graceful, like a startled bird that would fly. It was once highly praised by the Jin and Wei royal courts, but it was later lost for some reason.”

"I didn't think that this Flying White Body would actually appear on one of the four great scholars of Jiangnan, Young Master Mu.”

The person in the know explained to everyone who was sitting in the Apricot Blossom Pavilion.

When the surrounding scholars heard this news, they were all shocked because they did not expect the "Flying White Style" written by Mu Wenfu to have such a big background.

"It's over. I didn't expect Mu Wenfu to actually know the long-lost Flying White Body. He Kun will definitely lose this time.”

"That's right. Although the situation was unfavorable to He Kun, it wasn't impossible for He Kun to win. However, based on the current situation, He Kun will definitely lose.”

"It's a pity that a rising star in the officialdom is about to fall.”

"That's right. When Mu Wenfu proposed this bet, he was already 100% confident. This is a trap, waiting for He Kun to fall for it.”

Then, the scholars in Apricot Blossom Pavilion continued to discuss.

Compared to before, they were even less optimistic about He Kun now.

"He Kun, quickly admit defeat!"

"Stop wasting our time.”

You Yougong, Yu Minzhong, and the others shouted even louder.

"How is it? He Kun, with your calligraphy, it's impossible for you to win against me. I advise you to admit defeat.”

Hearing the negative comments about He Kun, Mu Wenfu's mood improved. He looked at He Kun, who was sitting on the second floor.

He wanted to see fear and panic on He Kun's face, but he was disappointed.

He Kun remained calm as he sat there.

"How do you know that I will lose if we haven't competed?”

He Kun said calmly, then sat up from his seat and walked downstairs.

When they reached the lobby on the first floor, He Kun walked to Lee Xiangjun's side and said calmly,""Miss Li, can I write now?”

Lee Xiangjun was stunned by He Kun's question. Then, she smiled and replied,"But of course you can."

Although she said that, Lee Xiangjun also felt that He Kun would definitely lose this time.

Mu Wenfu was angered by He Kun's calm mood. His face darkened as he said,"He Kun, don't try to be mysterious. You've already lost today. Even if you pretend to be calm, your true colors will eventually be revealed.”

He Kun looked at Mu Wenfu calmly and said,"Until the last moment, how will we know who will win in the end?”

When Mu Wenfu consciously moved to the side, He Kun picked up the wolf-hair brush on the table. With one hand holding the brush and the other hand behind his back, he began to write on a brand new piece of paper on the table.

Because this passage, including the entire article, was completely imprinted in He Kun's mind, He Kun spent less time writing this passage than Mu Wenfu. In the blink of an eye, this passage from "On the Love of the Lotus" was written on paper by He Kun.

Li Xiangjun stood beside He Kun. She stretched her neck, wanting to read the scroll written by He Kun.

She was stunned.

She was stunned and her eyes were blank as she stood there without moving.

With her knowledge, she didn't know how to evaluate He Kun's paper.

But looking at the situation, it should be better than Mu Wenfu.

When the scroll was slightly dry, He Kun put down his brush and ink and said to the stunned Lee Xiangjun,""Show everyone what I wrote!”

"Oh! Oh!"

In Lee Xiangjun's mind, there was only He Kun's calligraphy and the 20 - 30 words that He Kun had written.

She picked up the scroll with a dazed expression and showed it to the guests sitting in different directions in the Apricot Blossom Pavilion.

Initially, none of the scholars in Apricot Blossom Tower were optimistic about He Kun. When they saw the book that Lee Xiangjun displayed, the entire Apricot Blossom Tower instantly fell silent. For a moment, it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's eyes were locked on the scroll, unable to move away.

He Kun's calligraphy could only be described with one word:

"Alright," she said.

That was great!

They had thought that He Kun didn't know calligraphy, but the truth was that He Kun's calligraphy had already reached the peak of the world. It was so divine that it was many times better than Mu Wenfu's Soaring White Body.

。# Date:09 30 2019 6:29PM

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