At a glance, he was stunned, like a wooden chicken. He thought he had seen wrong. But on looking again, there was not a single mistake.
That's right! It was Fu Chengzhou's copied handwriting! It was also Li Xingwan's copied handwriting. The handwriting of these two individuals had reached a certain realm. You couldn't tell at all that it was written by them.
He couldn't bring himself to recognize it, couldn't believe it.
Sharp and flowing with rhythm, the strength penetrating the paper!
This level was already very high. Even he felt a bit ashamed.
At that moment, the camera panned over. Many literary bigwigs hidden in the live streaming room were also struck dumb when they saw the handwriting. Their eyes froze.
They rubbed their eyes in disbelief, wanting to take another look.
However, the shop owner had already confirmed it for them.
"Miss Li, Mr. Fu, how is it that..."
