Chapter 88

It was Lin Xi who spoke.

Lin Xi is 28 years old. He is not only accomplished in calligraphy and painting, but also gifted. He is young and promising.

His teacher is also a master of calligraphy, so he naturally received the invitation.

He came earlier, and the camera followed him.

Lin Xi was young and energetic, and he didn't think about anything at all, let alone the consequences, so he exposed it directly.

Left and right have nothing to do with him.

Lin Xi pointed to a very shallow pattern in the middle of the scroll in front of the live camera: "this is master Wei Hou's exclusive seal, which can't be seen by laymen."

"But if you look closely, you can see that the pattern forms a character Wei."

Qingzhi's teachers looked at each other, inevitably some dissatisfaction.

Fortunately, there are not many people watching the live broadcast at this time.

The head of the art team recovered from the shock. He raised his hand to signal the photographer to turn off the camera first.

Lin Xi's face was cold: "what did your school say when this happened?"

He handed it to Wei Hou the day before yesterday and saw it here today.

If it wasn't stolen, he didn't believe it.

"We didn't know about it. We didn't expect any students to be so bold." The art group leader did not find an excuse, "in this way, we will report criticism at the opening ceremony later and dismiss him."

As for cheating, Qingzhi can't tolerate it.

Not to mention, this matter also involves Wei Hou.

This time, many masters of calligraphy in Shanghai and even the president of Shanghai Art Association invited them.

But Wei Hou is the director of the Chinese Calligraphy Art Association.

Identity and status are not equal.

Is it not a provocation to the Chinese Calligraphy Association to steal Wei Hou's words?

The art group leader frowned at the words on the scroll.

He has doubt before, originally really isn't Ying Zijin oneself write of.

Lin Xi's look relaxed: "your school's decision is very fair, and we really need to punish it severely."

He was not interested in watching any more. When he got out of the exhibition room, he met Zhong Zhiwan head-on.

"Elder martial brother Lin." Zhong Zhiwan said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to come too."

"Zhiwan, I'm looking for you." Lin Xi took her aside. "Do you know a student named Ying Zijin?"

Zhong Zhiwan was surprised: "Ying Zijin? She's my cousin. What's wrong with her? "

"No wonder." Lin Xi knew that Zhong Zhiwan borrowed the scroll back to copy it that day. "She should have written it well, and she didn't know who wrote it, so she stole it to attend the art festival."

Zhong Zhiwan hesitated: "no, my cousin is from the countryside, but she is..."

"For the money." Lin Xi said contemptuously, "I've seen a lot of such people. I don't really like calligraphy at all."

His teacher is also a member of the Calligraphy Association, and many people want to worship him every year.

But many of them want to sell more money when they sell calligraphy and paintings by virtue of his teacher's reputation.

"So --" Zhong Zhi stopped late, "elder martial brother Lin found out that she cheated?"

"Well, don't plead with her about it." Lin Xi raised his hand, light, "after a while your school will be criticized, expelled her."

Zhong Zhiwan pressed the corners of his lips and restrained himself with a smile: "I see, elder martial brother Lin."

**

off stage.

Student area.

The girl leaning on the chair straightened up and opened her eyes.

Sunlight scattered on her long lashes, a mottled shadow.

"Father Ying, you don't sleep?" Xiuyu noticed her action, "the opening ceremony didn't arrive."

Ying Zijin slowly stretched a stretch waist, voice low cold: "have a matter."

"Well?" Xiuyu didn't know, so, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Ying Zijin's hand held his head, and he was lazy and loose. "It's fun."

Xiuyu scratched his head.

Again, that's it.

Make her feel that their father Ying is a magic wand.

A few minutes later, it's nine o'clock sharp.

Photography equipment is fully set up to ensure that the live broadcast will not be interrupted due to sudden failure.

The seats have been set on the stage, and there are famous brands on the table.

Some of the seats are vacant, but most of the guests have already taken their seats. They are all leading figures in the art field.

In Lin Xi's position, they can only sit in "um." Ying Zijin finally opened his mouth, she lightly glanced at one eye, very indifferent, "really not I write."

Jiang ran frowned.

Xiuyu pulled him back to his seat: "Dad, don't interrupt."

Jiang ran

Zhong Zhiwan looked surprised.

She didn't expect, Ying Zijin so admitted.Think that if you admit your mistake, you can reduce the punishment?

It's naive.

The barrage was also a mockery.

I vomited. It's good to say that I didn't write it myself. How can I cheat? 】

[what a thick skinned student. If Qingzhi is right, he should be expelled. 】

[is it OK to hit yourself in the face? 】

[if I don't make any comments, maybe there will be a reversal. It's you who will face me later. 】

"you hear me? She... "

Lin Xi's words have not finished, listen to the girl's voice slowly, light raised.

To understate.

"I can't write such rubbish."

“……”

All of a sudden there was silence.

Zhong Zhiwan was shocked.

Does Ying Zijin know what he is talking about?

Her teacher can't write this word.

Ying Zijin actually said this word rubbish?

[no, she can't write such rubbish. Who does she think she is??? 】

[I take it, so arrogant? Ning knows who master Wei Hou is, Ning just says so, who gives Ning's face? 】

[laughs to death, you can't write such rubbish, so you write, you write now, so that we can see how good you write. 】

Lin Xi did not expect that the girl not only did not admit her mistake, but was so arrogant.

He was angry smile, cold voice command: "set the table, take pen ink paper inkstone, let her write."