The result was obvious.
Yang Chengguang wasn't stupid. After practicing calligraphy for so many years, he could naturally tell if it was good or bad.
He had to admit that Shen Mu was better in both calligraphy and poetry.
No, it should be said that they were not on the same level at all!
In addition, everyone's evaluation was biased towards Shen Mu.
Therefore, he already knew the result without even announcing it.
Instead of letting the referee announce it, it was better to admit defeat himself.
Thinking of this, Yang Chengguang clenched his fists.
He felt a little aggrieved.
He had never expected that he would lose to a young man in his early twenties!
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire place was in an uproar.
They looked at Yang Chengguang in a daze.
He didn't expect the always proud Yang Chengguang to admit defeat.
"Yang, Brother Yang, you actually admitted defeat?”
"Actually, Brother Yang's writing is not bad, but Little Shen is better.”
"In fact, the result is very obvious. Don't look at how conflicted Old Zhang is. In fact, he should be considering the problem of Old Zhang's face. I didn't expect Brother Yang to admit defeat directly.”
"Ah ~"
....
Everyone whispered.
Even Auntie Yang did not expect this.
Her old man had always been proud of his calligraphy, but he had actually admitted defeat today!
Zhang Qingming sighed.
Just nice, he didn't have to announce it himself.
In fact, this was the result he wanted to announce.
After seeing Shen Mu's calligraphy, he had an answer in his mind.
Whether it was calligraphy or poetry.
Shen Mu was too strong!
Even if it was an original work, it was not difficult to see that Shen Mu's level was much higher than everyone present who knew calligraphy!
As for Shen Mu's level, Zhang Qingming did not dare to judge.
But it definitely wouldn't be low!
With this standard, it wouldn't be a problem for him to even enter the Calligraphy Association!
Yang Chengguang admitted defeat so that he would not have to announce this " cruel " result.
Zhang Qingming sighed again and walked to Yang Chengguang's side.
His old palm gently patted Yang Chengguang's shoulder." Brother Yang, don't mind it. Even in the entertainment bureau, I believe that you didn't perform to your best.”
Yang Chengguang's body stiffened. His face was pale, and the corners of his mouth twitched awkwardly.
He didn't perform to his best?
No!
He had used all his strength to write a piece of calligraphy that he was most satisfied with!
However, he still lost in the end.
Yang Chengguang felt like his heart was about to break.
The calligraphy that he was once proud of had actually lost to a young man!
Seeing that Yang Chengguang did not speak, everyone knew that he was not feeling good.
Losing to a young man who was several rounds younger than him, no one would feel good.
In order not to hurt their relationship, Zhang Qingming racked his brain.
He patted Yang Chengguang's shoulder lightly." Brother Yang, but the entertainment bureau you mentioned just now doesn't matter if you win or lose. The important thing is not to hurt the harmony.”
"Come, shake hands."
After saying that, Zhang Qingming waved at Shen Mu, signaling him to come over.
Shen Mu put down his teacup and slowly walked over.
In the tour group, everyone was older than Shen Mu.
As a junior, Shen Mu naturally would not lose his manners.
What's more, Shen Mu was not someone who put on airs.
It was just an entertainment game.
She didn't want to hurt her relationship with anyone during this happy trip.
Therefore, he took the lead and extended his hand." Uncle Yang, I'm still young and have a lot to learn from you. I only won by a narrow margin just now. I hope you don't mind.”
Shen Mu's voice was calm and sincere.
He had a kind smile on his face, expressing his attitude.
One could tell at a glance that he did not have the arrogance of winning the game at all.
Although Shen Mu said so, everyone knew that Shen Mu was much better than them in terms of calligraphy and poetry.
Saying this was nothing more than giving Yang Chengguang a way out as an elder.
Zhang Qingming looked at Shen Mu and nodded with appreciation.
He thought to himself that this young man was neither impatient nor arrogant even after winning the competition. He was a person who could achieve great things.
Thinking of this, Zhang Qingming liked him even more.
Yang Chengguang looked at Shen Mu's outstretched hand, took a deep breath, and suppressed his grievances.
After all, they were all on vacation, and no one wanted to offend anyone. It was more important to get along peacefully.
In addition, his skills were not as good as others, so Yang Chengguang did not have to keep a straight face and complain.
It was important to shake hands and make peace.
At most, he would work harder to study calligraphy in the future!
Thinking of this, Yang Chengguang's expression improved a lot. He smiled and reached out to shake Shen Mu's hand.
"Little Shen's calligraphy is indeed not bad. This old man has no complaints, it's just that"
It was just that losing was a little embarrassing for the young man.
Of course, he was too embarrassed to say this out loud. He pulled a smile and said," If I lose this match, I'll practice again. I'll definitely beat you in the next match!”
"Alright." Shen Mu replied with a faint smile.
Seeing that the two of them had talked, Zhang Qingming smiled and put his arms on their shoulders.
"Come, come, let's drink tea together.”
Yang Chengguang shook his head." No, you guys drink. I'll look at these two pieces of calligraphy again."”
Zhang Qingming was stunned.
Thinking of Yang Chengguang's personality, she knew that he was still holding a grudge.
Zhang Qingming didn't say anything else and brought Shen Mu to another tea table to drink tea.
At this moment, Mrs. Yang walked to Yang Chengguang's side.
"What's wrong? Still not convinced?"
Yang Chengguang shook his head." How can I not be convinced? I've already admitted defeat."”
"It's just that…"
Yang Chengguang paused for a moment.
"Only?" Mrs. Yang raised her eyebrows.
He wondered what this old man was thinking.
Yang Chengguang turned to look at his wife.
He shook his head gently.
This old woman did not know how to comfort herself.
When they saw that they had been defeated, they would only happily share this matter in the family group.
Aunt Yang looked at him in confusion.
Yang Chengguang moved his gaze away from her.
He took out his phone.
He walked to the front of the two pieces of calligraphy and seriously recorded them bit by bit.
Aunt Yang didn't know what he wanted to do. She walked to the side and craned her neck to take a look.
She saw Yang Chengguang looking for her daughter's WeChat on his phone.
He sent the recorded video over.
After sending it, he even pressed a voice message.
She pouted and said in a pitiful and comforting tone," Daughter, my competition just ended. Quick, take a look at what your father wrote.”
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