The main reason why he learned to thin gold in the first place was that when he taught his teacher of traditional Chinese medicine to write prescriptions, he preferred to write with a brush rather than a pen.

When he was sick, he used cursive script, and when he was sick, he used regular script, but he himself had a soft spot for thin gold bodies. It's a must, when Chen Ming was studying medicine, he learned two hands from him, and he could barely write, but he felt that he couldn't get on the stage.

"The kid is ugly...... The study time is not long, and it is really difficult to get into the hall of elegance. After Chen Ming finished writing, he took the lead in apologizing. No way, in his opinion, this level is a lot worse than the teacher's.

It can only be said that it is quite positive, but it is still a little less elegant, mainly nervous.

"This word is okay!" But he didn't want the old man to look at this word, so he nodded slightly, "How long have you been practicing?"

"Less than two years, it's actually nothing, Mr. praised it. Chen Ming hurriedly replied. Strictly speaking, for two or three months, calligraphy is just a self-cultivation thing, and I haven't connected it much after learning it.

So now that I pick it up again, I'm a little unconfident.

"Thin without losing its flesh, the penmanship is exposed, and the pen movement is also decent, two years, it is understandable. The old man nodded, "Let's just say that this song "Spring Dawn", the artistic conception can already be reflected in this word, the only drawback is that it seems deliberate, and at the same time, due to too tense relationship, the pen is a little sluggish, resulting in the overall lack of roundness. ”

"The old gentleman is right, I haven't written for a while, so it's really stressful to write this under the gaze of so many people. Chen Ming confessed.

"You have to practice more, you have already gotten a glimpse of the door, and it's a pity not to continue practicing. The old man immediately admonished, giving Chen Ming the feeling that it was like the old village chief reprimanding him.

Probably to give a sweet date with a stick, the old man continued to comment: "It is difficult for young people nowadays to endure and practice hard. Most people lingered outside the door, but they were not allowed to enter. This character has already gotten a glimpse of the door, and if you continue to practice, it can be regarded as mature. As long as you step out of your own style and become a calligraphy master, you can just around the corner!"

"Yes, yes......" Everyone around responded, just looking at the young man in front of him, he didn't pay much attention to it, but the other party wrote this picture, but he felt that it was okay.

Outsiders look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway. Many calligraphers have a very high evaluation of this character.

Of course, for many master-level existences, this character can only be regarded as barely qualified, or on the qualified line. Just considering the current situation, it is not easy for a sixteen-year-old young man to be able to write such words.

The old gentleman also did his best to invite others to write, so he pointed out all the problems of words. By the way, I will teach Chen Ming how to raise the luck of the pen.

In his opinion, Chen Mingyun's pen was too rigid and did not fully highlight the charm of the thin gold body. The thin gold body looks like those weak scribes of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, but in fact it is more free and proud, which means that self-confidence is a must.

If there is a little less self-confidence, then this word will lose its charm.

Chen Ming also studied quickly, and soon wrote a few more words, and slowly found some feelings. Everyone looked at his words, they were actually slowly improving, and finally successfully entered, and they couldn't help but applaud and salute him.

"Everyone's praise, if the boy hadn't been guided by you, he wouldn't have this blessing. Chen Ming said modestly. Fire Book Bar

"Hahaha, being too modest becomes hypocrisy. This is your strength, I have to say, you are indeed very talented in calligraphy, are you interested, follow the old man's side, learn for a few years?"

"Eh, Lao Wang, such a good seedling, why should I give it to you? I want it, I want it!" Another old man next to him jumped out directly.

This is good, and all of a sudden, many people are vying for Chen Ming. This move made Li Shuxing in the crowd really envious, jealous and hateful. I kept pleasing myself and brushing my face, but the response was mediocre. But this young man, just after he came, actually caused such a big movement.

It is conceivable that after today, it is estimated that some people will begin to ask the teenager for words. According to today's market, his level is almost 500 feet, and he can already be regarded as able to eat this bowl of rice.

But why? That word is not much worse than himself, and even much worse than him! After all, that is, he is still young, and there is still a possibility, so he doesn't have it?!

Li Shuxing was very unhappy, or rather, he felt that if he continued to let Chen Ming continue to mix in the calligraphy world, then he would either develop in another place, or it was estimated that it would be difficult for him to get ahead again.

But the problem is that his roots are here, and he can't go anywhere else. In other places, people there don't know that there is such a calligrapher as Li Shuxing!

It is a very painful process to start propaganda from scratch but to gain popularity. So Li Shuxing decided, simply, here, to destroy Chen Ming!

Thinking of this, he silently took out a glass tube in his arms, and then took out a needle in the tube. This is a quenched needle, as long as it is punctured in the artery, then the toxin on it will quickly hit the brain.

This toxin does not poison people, but it can make people stupid and even paralyzed. Because it is a neurotoxin, and it is a neurotoxin modified by the poison gate, it is difficult for ordinary hospitals to detect it.

"No way, who let you block my way?" Li Shuxing pretended to come to the front of the crowd, pretended to congratulate Chen Ming, and then aimed at the opportunity, and was about to stab him with a needle.

At this time, Chen Ming suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist. Li Shuxing only felt a pain in his arm, and then he lost control of his wrist. The needle fell to the ground and made a noise.

"Don't move!" Chen Ming saw that the people around him were starting to be shocked, and hurriedly shouted, "There may be something wrong with the needle that just fell to the ground, it is best not to approach, if you accidentally step on it, it may be dangerous." ”

At the end of the day, several staff members had already stepped forward and took Li Shuxing away. One person carefully picked up the needle and examined it, and then explained: "This is a poisonous needle, the exact toxin is unknown, this person will be sent to the police station later, please continue." ”

When everything settled down, the frightened crowd immediately surrounded Chen Ming again, and they had to ask about the situation just now.

Chen Ming only said that he liked to practice martial arts since he was a child, and calligraphy was also practiced at that time, mainly for self-cultivation...... Apparently everyone accepts the premise and is more interested in him.

So when Chen Ming put his studies first and rejected the apprenticeship of these old gentlemen, he left in a hurry.

Not long after he came out, Qian Li called: "Congratulations, you have caught an outer disciple of the Wealth Sect!"