Everyone was still in a daze!
Miyamoto Shinshou was also stunned. He did not expect that someone would dare to challenge him. "Who are you?"
The translator on the other side of the phone said, "Who are you?"
Zhang Ye smiled. "You're welcome. My surname is Zhang."
Amy was speechless.
"…" Chen Guang.
Xiaodong, who had been infuriated just a moment ago, was amused by these words.
The Japanese translator broke out in a sweat and translated back.
Miyamoto Shinshou was speechless. Who's being polite with you! But when the translator whispered Zhang Ye's full name to him, Miyamoto Shinshou's eyes narrowed. It was obvious that he knew who Zhang Ye was. He couldn't help but take another look at him. That year at Peking University in China, wasn't it him who led the students to scold them? This kind of hooligan actually managed to become an Asian A-list celebrity? How is this possible? Are you kidding me? Hasn't this kind of person been banned in their country? How did he end up on the Asian stage? Why is it going higher and higher?
The Korean host asked, "Mr. Zhang, are you going to submit a new auction item as well?"
Zhang Ye said calmly, "Yes, I'll join in the fun too."
The Korean host asked, "What work is it?"
Zhang Ye said matter-of-factly, "Of course it's calligraphy. Is that okay?"
The Korean host said, "Uh, about that, of course."
…
China.
Grandma's house.
"Ah, it's my brother!"
"F * ck, why did my brother go up?"
"What's Little Ye doing?"
"He knows calligraphy?"
"He can, but he's just writing for fun, right?"
…
Yao Jiancai's house.
"Dad, come quickly!"
"What happened?"
"Something happened at the charity banquet! Uncle Zhang has made his move! "
"F * ck, did something finally happen? I knew it. Nothing good would come out of letting this kid go abroad! Wherever he goes, he has to fight! "
"Aiya, don't trample on Uncle Zhang. Come and look!"
…
On Weibo …
"Damn, hurry up and watch the live broadcast of the charity banquet!"
"Face-smacking Zhang is getting anxious!"
"What are they doing?"
"Miyamoto Shinshou is a world-class calligraphy master!"
"Well done, Teacher Zhang! Beat him up! "
"This old thing is too f * cking infuriating!"
"Yeah, no one would bully Xiaoxian like that. Xiaoxian is such a kind person!"
"With that bit of calligraphy skills of Zhang Ye, can he do it?"
"Even if I can't, I still have to go! We can't tolerate this! "
…
China's calligraphy world.
A few masters happened to be having a gathering.
"Mr. Wu, this —"
"Why did Zhang Ye go up?"
"That's Miyamoto Shinshou! He's as famous as Master Wu!"
"What is Zhang Ye thinking?"
"Who has seen Zhang Ye's calligraphy?"
"I haven't seen it."
"I didn't pay attention to it either."
…
Japanese netizens:
"Hahahahaha!"
"What a joke!"
"You overestimate yourself!"
"He's just a singer. What does he know about calligraphy?"
…
Korean netizens:
"This is the Zhang Ye who sang 'Dreaming of the Tang Dynasty'?"
"He's puffing himself up at his own cost!"
"Why are you trying to show off at this time?"
"Challenging Master Miyamoto?"
"Is he crazy?"
…
The news spread like wildfire!
The news spread like wildfire!
More and more people received the news and switched on their computers to watch the live broadcast. At the same time, the number of people in Asia watching the live broadcast increased exponentially. It couldn't be helped since everyone wanted to watch a good show. It was the same for people all over the world. When something happened here, many of those who did not pay attention to the charity banquet at first also turned on the live broadcast in shock!
Zhang Xia.
Fan Wenli.
Yao Jiancai.
In China's calligraphy world.
In the Japanese calligraphy world.
All of Asia's attention was on it!
…
At the venue.
A brand new set of brush, ink, paper, and inkstone was brought onto the stage.
This was Zhang Ye's request. He did not want to use the same brush and ink used by foreigners.
Miyamoto Shinshou walked to the side and crossed his arms, sneering as he watched.
In the audience.
Amy tugged at him. "Lord Zhang, didn't we agree not to cause trouble?"
Zhang Ye smiled. "We're just discussing calligraphy. How is this causing trouble?"
Chen Guang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "He's a calligraphy master, so how are you going to discuss it? How are you going to discuss it? Won't you just embarrass yourself by going up there? "
Zhang Ye said in amusement, "When have I ever embarrassed myself?"
Li Xiaoxian also said, "Teacher Zhang, I'm fine. I'm really fine. He's a calligraphy master, so if he doesn't like our calligraphy, just let him continue speaking. You —"
But Zhang Ye said, "I know what I'm doing."
Zhang Yuanqi smiled and said, "Are you sure you can do it?"
Zhang Ye smiled. "Of course."
Xu Meilan also came over. "How's your calligraphy?"
Zhang Ye chuckled and said, "It's not up to me to decide."
Was he confident? If this were a week ago, he wouldn't have dared to say this. That was because even though he had eaten quite a few of the Calligraphy Skill Experience Books at that time and was even close to maxing them out, his standard was still not considered top-notch. But it was different now. In the lottery draw before coming here, Zhang Ye had gotten quite a few of the advanced versions of the Calligraphy Skill Experience Books just to give it a try. His calligraphy standard was no longer the same as it was in the past. And most importantly, with his current proficiency in calligraphy, he could finally write that piece of work that he didn't dare to or could not write in the past!
The brush and ink were prepared.
The cameras focused on Zhang Ye and gave him a close-up.
Zhang Ye smiled and rolled up his sleeves as he slowly walked up to the stage.
Everyone around him was discussing the matter among the foreigners.
"Does he really not know who Master Miyamoto is?"
"Who knows what this China Heavenly King is thinking."
"Hur hur, this is going to be fun to watch."
"I'd like to see how he's going to 'discuss' calligraphy with Master Miyamoto!"
Even quite a few of the China businessmen in the audience were looking at one another.
Walking up to the stage, Zhang Ye lowered his head to take a look at Miyamoto Shinshou's work. As he got closer, he could see a lot of things more clearly. The style of Japanese calligraphy was indeed similar to that of China, but it had a different style to it. This old man's calligraphy was also really good. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was at the peak of perfection.
The brushwork.
The movement.
The momentum.
These were all the characteristics of China's semi-cursive script. It was amazing!
Miyamoto Shinshou's arrogance was indeed justified by it!
With this standard and skill, perhaps none of the living semi-cursive calligraphers in the world would be a match for Miyamoto Shinshou's semi-cursive. As for China's Master Wu, Master Kong, and the others, or Korea's Master Kim Sung-chih, they did not specialize in semi-cursive, so it wasn't easy to compare them. In the field of semi-cursive, Miyamoto Shinshou had indeed reached the pinnacle. There was no one else who could go further.
Semi-cursive?
Did you really think that you were invincible?
Zhang Ye laughed. It wasn't a smile, but a mockery!
He was laughing at the people of this world for being short-sighted!
He was laughing at the fact that there was no tiger in the mountain, so the monkey was the king!
Since when did the Japanese have the final say on the peak of semi-cursive?
Zhang Ye picked up the brush and closed his eyes. All of a sudden, he opened his eyes. His entire demeanor had changed. It was as though he had become another person!
His gaze!
His expression!
His entire demeanor had changed!
Miyamoto Shinshou was stunned!
Xiaodong was shocked!
Li Xiaoxian stared at Zhang Ye in surprise!
Everyone at the venue and watching the live broadcast could clearly feel this change!
What's the matter?
What had happened?
The tip of Zhang Ye's brush dipped down!
At this moment, the eyes of countless people in Asia were glued to Zhang Ye's brush. What was he going to write? Regular script? Cursive script? Or clerical script? In any case, in their opinion, the first thing that Zhang Ye would want to avoid was semi-cursive and regular script. Those were definitely not things that he could bring out in front of Miyamoto Shinshou.
However, when Zhang Ye wrote the first word, everyone was dumbfounded!
— Yong!
— It was the character for yong!
But this was not the reason why they were dumbfounded!
What made them dumbfounded was the calligraphy style that Zhang Ye had used!
Semi-cursive!
It just had to be semi-cursive!
Li Xiaoxian could only give a wry smile. "This is bad, th-this —"
Amy did not understand. "What's the matter?"
Zhang Yuanqi narrowed her eyes. "It's semi-cursive."
Xiaodong said, "What?"
Chen Guang was floored. "Teacher Zhang is acting out of spite!"
Huo Dongfang also understood Zhang Ye. "He must have done it on purpose!"
Big Qi facepalmed. "There's really no one else like Teacher Zhang Ye's temper!"
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