When Ding Lin saw the letter, her beautiful eyes lit up. She whispered: "Good words!"

Zhang Yang thought she just took the opportunity to praise her. There are very few young people who know calligraphy nowadays. Unlike in the Sui Dynasty, who would be embarrassed to go out to meet others if anyone didn’t know how to show off his poems.

Ding Gaoshan said: "Secretary Zhang, my daughter graduated from Dongjiang Art Academy. She studied calligraphy at that time!" When she said that her daughter Ding Gaoshan had a proud face.

Zhang Yang then looked at Ding Lin and found that Ding Lin's eyes were always staring at his words very focused. Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I'm just showing off my skills."

Ding Lin smiled and said, "Secretary Zhang is too modest. From the words you wrote, I can see that your calligraphy level is definitely first-class, and everyone's style is revealed between the lines."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's too much!"

Guo Ruiyang smiled and said, "It's not an exaggeration at all. Secretary Zhang's calligraphy was personally guided by Mr. Tianchi." Guo Ruiyang knew about Zhang Yang's friendship with Mr. Tianchi, so he said so.

Ding Lin said: "I had the honor of meeting Mr. Tianchi once five years ago. I originally meant to be a teacher, but unfortunately I still had no chance with Mr. Tianchi after all."

Zhang Yangxin said that it is not that easy for Mr. Tianchi to accept disciples? It’s not that he can only take him as his teacher if he has a little money in his pocket. Ding Lin said nothing wrong, and fate has not come.

Ding Gaoshan said: "After saying this, I remembered something. There was a painting of Mr. Tianchi's calligraphy hanging in my study."

Zhang Yang was excited when he heard this: "Then let's go and have a look."

Ding Gaoshan smiled and said, "Xiaolin, go and take it to Secretary Zhang." Mr. Tianchi is a master of calligraphy. Since his death, the price of his works has soared. These artful and elegant rich people will regard the ability to own Mr. Tianchi's calligraphy as a matter of glorious face.

The few of them then drank and Ding Lin walked down with the letter. Not long after, she opened it on the coffee table. Zhang Yang only took a look and immediately said, "This letter was not written by Mr. Tianchi!"

Everyone was stunned and said, "This calligraphy was bought by me for 100,000 more than ten years ago. The market value now should have exceeded one million. I asked several professionals to identify it. They unanimously believe it is the original work of Mr. Tianchi."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "What the expert said, I don't know, but in my opinion, this character should be fake." He picked up the character and read it carefully again, shook his head and said, "The person who wrote this character should be a master of calligraphy. He should have obtained the seventh part of Mr. Tianchi's essence from his writing. I have to say that this person's copying level is enough to be fake and real. If he is not a person who is quite familiar with Mr. Tianchi's works, he should not be able to tell the true or false."

Ding Gaoshan originally thought Zhang Yang had read it wrong, but he was so confident that he could not help but doubt it. Is the work he bought really fake?

Zhang Yang read the words again. Zhang Yang still saw a bit of ethereal and ethereal taste from some of the brushwork, which was contrary to Mr. Tianchi's simplicity and grandeur. Zhang Yang suddenly remembered a person, Mr. Tianchi's disciple Huang Xianyun, and some of the words felt similar to Huang Xianyun's calligraphy. Could it be that this fake work was actually written by Huang Xianyun? If it is true, it is not difficult to understand why Mr. Tianchi rarely mentioned this disciple later, and even broke off contact with him after he went abroad.

Ding Gaoshan is a very face-loving person. When Zhang Yang said that the words were fake, he felt his face was dull. If it were someone else, he would have argued a long time ago, but when facing this county magistrate, he couldn't say anything.

Ding Lin said: "After saying this, I remembered that when I went to see Mr. Tianchi five years ago, I also brought this letter with me. After reading it, he just smiled and didn't say anything. Could it be that he had already seen that the letter was fake?"

Ding Gaoshan said: "Since it is fake, it is useless to keep it. Let's throw it away." He said this to regain some face.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Whether it is true or false, this piece is well written. It would be a pity to throw it away. It's better to put it away. Even if it is a Xiamen product, it is a rare Xiamen product."

Ding Lin put away and said, "It made Secretary Zhang laugh."

Zhang Yang pointed out that this character is of quality, mainly because he could not stand others cheating under the banner of Mr. Tianchi. After exposing this, he also regretted it. He saw that Ding Gaoshan's expression was very awkward. He came to the other person's house as a guest. Ding Gaoshan originally wanted to show off Mr. Tianchi's works, but his vanity was not satisfied, but Zhang Yang exposed it on the spot. Of course, his face would not look good. Zhang Yang did not target Ding Gaoshan. He smiled and said, "In fact, the real level of the person who wrote this character is also considered first-class in the calligraphy world, but I don't know why he wanted to imitate Mr. Tianchi's works."

Ding Lin said: "Secretary Zhang, do you see who wrote it?"

Zhang Yang secretly praised the girl for her clever mind and could grasp her implication from her own words. He shook his head and said, "I don't have such ability, I just talk about words."

Guo Ruiyang patted Ding Gaoshan's shoulder and said, "How is it? I just said Zhang Yang's calligraphy is first-class. Do you believe it now?" Ding Gaoshan nodded with a smile and said, "Xiao Lin, Jingguo, you have to respect Secretary Zhang two more cups and give you such a precious gift."

Ding Lin and Feng Jingguo quickly came over with their glasses. Zhang Yang took the wine they were celebrating and said, "Writing this is to wish you a happy wedding and a happy old age!"

"Thank you Secretary Zhang!" Feng Jingguo and Ding Lin said at the same time.

When Zhang Yang was about to drink, someone suddenly opened the door. A tall and burly man walked in from outside the door. His hair was a little messy and his steps were frivolous, and he obviously drank a little too much. After walking in, his eyes were staring at Ding Lin's face. He laughed and said, "Mr. Ding... Why don't you call me Sichuan when you drink wedding wine?

Ding Gaoshan couldn't help frowning, but a hint of panic flashed across Ding Lin's face.

Zhang Yang watched it carefully and immediately thought that there might be a lively event to watch tonight.

Ding Gaoshan said: "Xiaoqiang, you go out first and turn around and ask Xiaolin and the others to toast you. My leader is here!" The man who came was his godson Pan Qiang.

Pan Qiang laughed, he staggered over, picked up a glass of wine from the tray, and said to Zhang Yang: "Leader! I respect this leader." Before Zhang Yang could speak, he had already raised his neck and fucked the wine.

At this time, another person came in outside the door, but Ding Gaoshan's younger brother Ding Gaosheng. Ding Gaoshan said, "Gaosheng, Xiaoqiang has drunk too much, you can take him out."

Ding Gaosheng went over to La Pan Qiang, but Pan Qiang was still standing there stubbornly. He held the empty glass and smiled: "The bride and groom have not toasted me yet. I will leave after drinking this wedding wine."

Ding Gaoshan's face turned pale, but it was not easy to get angry in front of several leaders. He squeezed out a smile to Guo Ruiyang and said, "This is my son Pan Qiang, who always drinks too much. He is so happy today that he really doesn't have any sense."

Guo Ruiyang, Jiang Honggang, and Zhang Yang are all characters who are used to seeing the scene. They could see the mystery at the first glance. Pan Qiang should not have drunk too much for no reason. The moment he walked in, he found that Ding Lin's face had changed, and the groom Feng Jingguo's face was not good-looking either.

Zhang Daguan said in a heartfelt opinion that love triangle is a 100% love triangle.

Feng Jingguo picked up the bottle and poured a glass of wine, and brought it to Pan Qiang: "Brother Qiang, we are toasting you, thank you for coming to our wedding."

Pan Qiang nodded and said, "From now on, you will be my brother-in-law. Treat my sister well..." At this point, he suddenly felt an indescribable sorrow in his heart. He took the glass of wine and drank it in one sip.

Of course, toasts must be in pairs. Ding Lin asked someone to pour him less, but Pan Qiang refused to give in and said: "Fill it! The wedding wine is not intoxicating!"

Ding Lin said: "Brother Qiang, you have drunk too much!"

Pan Qiang said: "I didn't drink too much, I was very awake! Give me a full amount!"

Ding Lin's expression was very hesitant, and Feng Jingguo picked up the bottle and filled the wine glass.

Pan Qiang smiled and said, "Xiaolin, don't you want me to drink this wedding wine?"

Ding Lin made up her mind and finally picked up the glass of wine and whispered: "Brother Qiang, you can do whatever you want!"

Pan Qiang picked up the glass of wine and said, "I wish you a happy wedding, respect the country, and treat Xiaolin well. If you dare to bully him, I will be the first one... and I will not let you go!"

Feng Jingguo's expression seemed a little embarrassed when he heard this, but Ding Lin's eyes turned red. Pan Qiang picked up the glass of wine, raised his neck and drank it clean, showed it to others with an empty cup, and then shakingly said: "I'm so happy today, everyone... leaders... disturbed..."

Ding Gaoshan winked, and Ding Gaosheng quickly came over to support Pan Qiang.

Pan Qiang said: "Goddad! You don't tell me what is so important to Xiaolin's marriage... You look down on me..."

Ding Gaoshan could no longer help: "Gaosheng, take him out!"

Pan Qiang waved his hand and said, "Don't you drive me away, I'll go by myself!" He shaking towards the door, closed the door, but the almost roaring song came from outside: "I am the one who loves you the most, why can't you bear to die..."

Ding Lin bit her cherry lips, and suddenly her body softened and she fell down amid the screams of everyone.

Feng Jingguo stood beside her but didn't react at the first time. Ding Gaoshan came to his daughter and picked up her body: "Xiaolin, Xiaolin, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yang squatted down and reached out to explore Ding Lin's pulse door. He frowned unconsciously. He stretched out his finger and pointed it on Ding Lin a few times, then put his fingers on her pulse door again, and a gentle and gentle true energy was sent into her meridians.

Ding Lin felt a tremor in her heart, then slowly opened her eyes and saw the concerned faces around her. She apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I may be too tired."

Feng Jingguo was still standing aside, as if he was not his wife who fainted, and could not find any concern in his eyes. I wonder if he really didn't care or was confused by the scene in front of him?
Chapter completed!