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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-fifth: Having a Son Should Be Like Sun Zhongmou(1/2)

Splendid China.

As soon as He Jiahua put pen to paper.

Su Qingyue could tell from his writing style and calligraphy that his technical skills had a humanistic vision.

He is a typical Xing Kai.

In the casualness, there is more rigor and order.

And straightforward.

The word "Jinxiu" is particularly well written.

It stands to reason that there is no problem in selling this at a high price, but when it comes to the Chinese characters, Su Qingyue feels that it is a little off. But it is also a superior work. Although Su Qingyue does not understand regular script, he understands calligraphy, and he can't help but admire it.

As soon as the words fell, everyone applauded before anyone else.

Liu Tianjun suddenly laughed: "Little brother, you can always curry favor with He, but you have to seize the opportunity. This is not finished yet. Why are you applauding..." After drinking, he was very excited and said: "He

Lao, if you gave Kejun a question, give me one too."

At this point, He Jiahua finished writing the Chinese characters.

He smiled cheerfully.

The more Su Qing looked at the whole picture, he felt that the Chinese character was a bit awkward.

It seems like something is missing.

It destroyed the overall framework, but Su Qingyue couldn't say why specifically, and just continued to applaud with everyone.

Then He Jiahua stamped his seal.

Jiao Kejun praised: "He Lao's character is really vigorous and powerful, and his skills are not shallow."

Liu Tianjun smiled and commented: "I have been writing it for decades, of course."

"pretty!"

"He Lao is really awesome."

He Jiahua did not smile when the audience praised him.

Instead, he turned his gaze to Su Qingyue and asked in surprise: "Qingyue, do you also know calligraphy?"

"I mainly practice cursive script, and I only know a little bit about regular script." He said, subconsciously closing his mouth, feeling that it was not right to express himself in this way. But when he turned to look at Chen Feng, he saw an approving look, remembering what he said:

You have to do your best to express yourself and seize the opportunity, and then say: "But the principles of calligraphy are the same."

"Oh?" He Jiahua was overjoyed when he heard this and asked, "Tell me, what are the similarities?"

It is a test, but also a friend.

The next moment, Su Qingyue said: "Any calligraphy actually has three levels. The first level is the advancement of skills. Skills refer to the proficiency in knotting, using pens, composition and other techniques. I can see these from the time you start writing.

It's no problem to come out," he said, but he didn't point out the problem with the Chinese character and revealed the rest of the meaning of the first layer.

Everyone listened, and although they may not really understand, they all nodded.

Jiao Kejun asked Yue Lindao in a low voice: "Is Qingyue's calligraphy good?"

"I just heard that he has been writing since he was a child."

"Oh, no wonder." Jiao Kejun nodded.

Su Qingyue went on to talk about the realms of the next two levels.

Learn from the past, and pay attention to reading, copying, copying, and memorizing the posts to gain a new realm.

To the third level of moral cultivation.

Finally, he asked: "I see that your handwriting is casual but rigorous and regular. Is it consistent with who you are?"

"It fits! It fits so well!" He Jiahua couldn't help laughing and took the lead in applauding Su Qingyue.

Su Qingyue knew that everyone would applaud no matter what.

It's better to praise him yourself.

Because the rest of the people are just giving face.

You are the only one who really understands.

Then He Jiahua asked again: "Qingyue, did you just say that you learned cursive script?"

"Yes, Sun Guoting's calligraphy is my great love. I like his great ambition and erudition. Moreover, his calligraphy is based on Wang Xizhi and Wang Xianzhi, and his writing is very exquisite, so "Shu Pu" is also known as

"On the Writing Movement"

Su Qing said Yue.

I am also very excited to find myself.

He Jiahua was obviously happy, and simply asked Jiao Kejun: "Kejun, do you think this will work? I'll use your thank you party to let this little brother write the subtitles. If he writes well, I'll give you the focus software. If he doesn't write well, I'll give you the focus software.

Yes, I’ll take this word away without getting in the way!”

After saying this, everyone cheered and said yes.

Su Qingyue was stunned for a moment.

I want to say that I haven’t even thought about what I want to write.

Jiao Kejun said from the side: "Whether the writing is good or not, we all want to focus on it."

Look back at Chen Feng.

Boss Chen cast a look of approval, and Su Qing knew more and more that she had to step forward.

I was thinking about what to write.

What a pity that Splendid China has already been written.

Liu Tianjun laughed and said: "Little brother, behave well. Once you finish writing, I will buy your handwriting."

Feeling a little calmer.

First fold the rice paper into multiple grids.

Open it again and hold down the paper with a paperweight.

Holding the pen again, I found that it is purple hair with stiff hair, which is more suitable for writing running script and cursive script.

I already have something in mind to write.

So from dipping the pen to putting it down, everything is done in one go.

He first wrote: Nanxiangzi·Dengjingkou Beiguting is pregnant.

A poem by Xin Qiji has always been his great love.

The moment you lift the pen, look at the paper again.

There is a twist in the straight line, and the changes in weight and weight instantly show off one's own skills.

Even if you are young.

But in calligraphy, I feel confident and relieved.

Secretly excited.

Su Qingyue continued to write: Where can I see China? The sight of Beigu Tower is full of scenery. How many things have happened through the ages? The endless flow of the Yangtze River...

Hearing He Jiahua praise from the side, he even said several words, which was really unexpected.

He also sighed with emotion: "Some people can't practice such words and skills in a lifetime, but how old he is, he can be in danger and return to peace!" He Jiahua said continuously: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Chen Feng said: "You guys, where did you find this? It's such a treasure."

Chen Feng laughed and said, "Tian Lei said the same thing, saying that he is our great talent in Hualu."

"Chen Feng, if you give him to us Qicai, how much will it cost?" Liu Tianjun said with a smile.

At this time, Su Qingyue continued: The young man is thousands of soldiers, and the southeast war is still going on. Who is the rival of the heroes in the world? Cao Liu?

Here he paused.

Read the entire article.

It should be said that it was very successful.

All that's left now are these last two sentences.

He dipped his pen slightly, pondered for a moment, and finally wrote: Giving birth to a son should be like Sun Zhongmou.

Then put the pen down.

Take a deep breath.

I felt like my back was soaked.

He Jiahua praised: "The writing is good, not only the words are good, but the title of the poem is also good, it is in line with Kejun's Three Kingdoms game, and now our domestic games also advocate self-research and have their own culture. This is to a certain extent

, it is also about regaining the lost cultural position, and there is also this sentence, giving birth to children should be like Sun Zhongmou. The poem Qingyue is the topic!"
To be continued...
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