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For quite a while, her fingers gradually loosened.
The scroll was of good quality and bore no nail marks.
Zhong Zhiwan pursed her lips and glanced at the office.
Noticing that the others were still busy arranging the contest entries and had not paid attention to her, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She had been somewhat out of character just now.
Having replaced the scroll, Zhong Zhiwan's expression turned cold.
She would never believe for a second that Ying Zijin was the author.
She had already seen Ying Zijin's comprehensive profile at Old Master Zhong's, detailed up to every year.
Qingshui County was economically backward, a poor village, where not only learning calligraphy was out of question but even having enough food was an issue.
And the calligraphy on this scroll could not be produced without decades of practice.
It was clearly the work of a master calligrapher.
Even her calligraphy teacher might not be able to produce such handwriting.