In Luo Qingyin's impression, Chu Lingyun has always been so self-righteous.

    It seems to be a good thing to be able to see him make a fool of himself this time.

    After a while, Luo Qingyin took out these things.

    When he returned to the inner courtyard, Luo Yanjun had already packed up the table.

    Chu Lingyun took the rice paper from Luo Qingyin's hand and carefully spread it on it, then smiled and said to Luo Yanjun: "Luo Lao, the younger generation will draw a picture of the pine crane life extension for Luo Lao today as a birthday gift!"

    Luo Yanjun's eyes lit up when he heard this.

    He didn't expect that Chu Lingyun would not only write a good poem, but also paint.

    And looking at this posture, it seems to be quite confident.

    "Okay, good, good! Luo Yanjun said excitedly.

    "Hehe! Old Luo has won the award!" Chu Lingyun said modestly, then turned his head and said to Luo Qingyin, "I don't know if I can ask the third lady to polish the ink for me?"

    Luo looked at Chu Lingyun in a light voice, with a hint of murderous aura in his eyes.

    This damn guy dares to call my aunt and grandmother, it's so hateful, it's so hateful.

    "Light sound, what are you doing in a daze?!Quickly grind ink for Mr. Chu. Luo Yanjun on the side saw his baby daughter's eyes like this, and immediately frowned, and spoke directly.

    You stinky girl, didn't you say that you like Mr. Chu in front of so many people?

    Dad, this is creating opportunities for you to have more contact!

    What's wrong with telling you to grind ink with someone?!

    That's up to you!

    Others don't have this kind of opportunity!

     The stinky girl actually picks and chooses, and shows such an unhappy look, no wonder they are all so big, and they don't have a boyfriend.

     And Chu Lingyun looked at her with a smile on his face, in a good mood.

    Luo light sound, Luo light sound, don't call you, how can you be worthy of the words "you like me"?

    Brother is not a casual shield.

     Looking at the smile on Chu Lingyun's face, Luo Qingyin's silver teeth bit lightly, and knives flew in his eyes.

     Load, you just keep loading!

     See how you end up when the damn thing comes.

    At this moment, Luo Qingyin suddenly remembered that in Stephen Chow's movie, "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance" Zhu Zhishan was full of posture, and he drew a clip of a chicken pecking rice. "Okay, I'll sharpen the ink for Mr. Chu!"

    Luo glanced at Chu Lingyun playfully, and then poured some water into the inkstone.

    One end of the ink strip in your hand, like a lady holding a pen, is upright, keeping the ink vertical and flat.

    She grinds the ink lightly, quickly and slowly, evenly on the inkstone.

    Chu Lingyun couldn't help but nod when he saw this.

    He didn't expect that Luo Qingyin's technique of grinding ink was actually quite good.

    It is estimated that I have helped to sharpen ink before, and practice makes perfect.

     You must know that polishing ink is not as simple as you imagined, but it is very particular.

     Too much force, too much urgency or too slowness, will cause the ink to be coarse and uneven.

    If the speed is too fast and too fast, it will cause the ink to be coarse and foamy, the color is dull, and it is a little less agile.

    Long Yinfeng looked at Luo Qingyin and was as quiet as a flower shining on water, acting like the wind supporting the willows, and the moment was a look of pity for people, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of restlessness in his heart, and he couldn't wait to take her directly in his arms and take good care of her.

     And Long Dahai, Luo Minghao, Luo Minghan and Luo Yishui also looked at Chu Lingyun intently, quite a little expectant.

    They also want to see what kind of flowers people can play when they are praised by the old man.

    After all, there are too few young people who can use a brush, and even fewer can write well.

    Not to mention splashing ink on the spot, prepare to draw such a large-scale pine crane longevity map!

    The other guests never thought that Chu Lingyun, who looked young and only in his early 20s, was not only valued so much by the host, but was also ready to paint on the spot, and couldn't help but talk in a whisper.

    "Who is this young man? Old Man Luo painted on the spot on his birthday, who gave him the courage? Aren't you afraid to show ugliness on the spot?"

    "Yes! Old Man Luo is also a calligrapher, isn't he afraid to laugh and be generous?"

    "Hey, don't guess, maybe this young man really has some ability? Don't you see Old Man Luo's expression?"

    "That's it! Old Man Luo looks very happy and looking forward to it! Maybe this young man is really a hidden master!"

    "Well, that's a possibility. Let's keep reading, don't speculate here, the real results will soon be known. ”

    As Luo Qingyin sharpened the ink, Chu Lingyun also began to look at the brush in his hand.

     The pen has four virtues, which are called sharp, qi, round and healthy.

    When the sharp finger pen is gathered, the end should be sharp.

    The nib of the pen is easy to write and easy to write, which is easier to express.

      finger tip is flattened and flattened, and the tip is flat.

     If the length is equal when pressed, there is no gap in the pen, and the pen is "ten thousand millimeters of force".

    The round finger pen is as complete as the shape of the jujube core, which means that the hair is sufficient.

    If there is enough hair, the pen is full of strength when writing.

    On the contrary, they are thin and lack pen power.

    The pen is perfect, and the pen can turn as you wish.

    Healthy is the elasticity of the pen's waist, lift the pen after heavy pressure, and then return to its original state.

     The pen has elasticity, so it can be used freely.

    Generally speaking, rabbit and wolf hair are more elastic than sheep hair, and the book is also strong and straight.

    And this pen in his hand is very, very good in this regard, it is a colorful dragon and phoenix pattern brush of Ming Wanli.

    This kind of pen is extremely rare these days.

     The glaze of the pen barrel is white and flashes blue, and the dragon and phoenix pattern is depicted in five colors, and the blue and white decoration is in the meantime, the color is distinctive, the technique is ancient, and it is very distinctive.

    The pattern of the dragon dancing in the air, the colorful phoenix sprinkled the feathers low, and the dragon and phoenix walked through the flowers and plants around the blue and white dragon balls.

    Blue and white hair color is elegant, into the fetal bone, the color is bright and gorgeous, and the blue and white contrast is strong.

     is the so-called "dragon and phoenix flowers and plants are described, colorful and exquisite", that is to say, it has smooth drawing lines, vivid and natural painting, and the quiet and elegant flowers and plants are more prominent and the spirit of the dragon and phoenix is beautiful and powerful.

     "Good pen, Luo Lao's this is not simple!" Chu Lingyun savored it carefully for a moment, and couldn't help but praise.

    Luo Yanjun saw that Chu Lingyun could see the origin of this pen, and the smile on his face was even worse, and he said a little proudly: "This is given to me by others, it is indeed a good thing, I am not very willing to use this pen." ”

    "Hehe! It seems that this time I have been touched by Luo Lao's light, and I can use such a good pen." Chu Lingyun smiled slightly.

    Seeing that the ink had been almost ground and the cinnabar next to him was ready, Chu Lingyun's eyes closed slightly.

     Concentrate and meditate, brew emotions.

    This is basically a step that every calligrapher and painter will do before writing or painting.

     After a while, Chu Lingyun's momentum began to precipitate, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to gradually become solemn.

    Everyone looked at his figure and seemed to become ethereal.