He unfolded the paper, displaying it for everyone to see.
The bold black character "胤 (Yin)" stood out on the white paper.
Experts appreciated the technique, while laymen enjoyed the spectacle.
Ning Luoyao and Xu Jianian found the character aesthetically pleasing, captivated for a moment.
Shen Xiuwen, however, was ecstatic, "It's written so well! It has an aura of a ruler!"
Qi Shuning's expression subtly changed, her fingers tightening around her brush, seemingly unable to process the revelation.
Si Fuqing could write?
Didn't she not even finish middle school!
How did she suddenly become proficient in calligraphy?
Qi Shuning, though not a calligraphy professional, had practiced from a young age.
She had to admit, Si Fuqing's single character surpassed her own calligraphy.
At that moment, Qi Shuning's emotions were a mix of regret and envy.
