"Why are you looking at me like this?" Lin Haiwen put down his pen and shrugged his wrist, "It's almost done, Teacher Chen Xing, it's also your kindness, you have this opportunity by mistake, this one, if you don't dislike it, I'll give it to you." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

How can I not dislike it, I dislike it to death, what is this, the writing that has been studied for two months is better than this.

Chen Xing took it with a dry smile.

The one who wanted to remind Lin Haven of missing words suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but look at the words in Chen Xing's hand, with a tangled face.

"Teacher Wang, what do you want?"

"No, no, no. Teacher Wang shook like a rattle, "Just look at it." ”

"What's there to see. Chen Xing muttered, picked it up, and looked at it again—hey, no, "Mr. Lin, this, this, what's the matter?"

He held the piece of paper with a bewildered expression.

Originally, it was supposed to be "a person who got out of low-level interests", but now he has become "a person with low-level interests", and the word "out of it" is gone.

Lin Haven was stunned for a moment, "Oh, it may have been leaked just now, but it doesn't matter, it's just to keep a memorial, and it's not to set up a purpose for you, don't mind." ”

After writing such eight words, Lin Haven felt almost found, closed his eyes and brewed for a while, and put the posture very well. However, almost everyone around him, whether it was Tan Qichang, Chen Xing, Teacher Wang, or the girl from the university, none of them believed that he could write any good words.

There are hand students, but they have reached the level of the red drawing class in the first grade of elementary school, which is something that I have never seen. I've seen this with raw rice, but I haven't seen it if I cook rice directly, which is a truth.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I waved the pen and ink, a regular script, the end was square and upright, the bones were erect, and it was the handwriting of everyone who had been calligraphy for many years.

This calligraphy work, which is regarded as the "Five Ones", was born in the History Museum of Kyoto University. This is also Lin Haiwen's first calligraphy work, and his ancient poems, modern poems, and songs are the same, and they are earth-shattering when they are born, without a little foreshadowing, without a little precaution, and they are thrown out in such a sparse uproar.

"He is especially like a master, he practiced a peerless martial arts in the mountains, and after he was born, he amazed the world. Someone commented on Lin Haven.

But there are also many disagrees, "He should be a fairy who goes down to earth, he will look at it once, just do it once, write everything is classic, and splash out of talent rain and dew." ”

Chen Xing looked at this finished product dumbfounded, and then looked at the low-level interest in his hand, but the director of the school history museum, I didn't know what I thought, and suddenly said, "Or, Mr. Lin, Mr. Chen, that one will also stay in the school history museum, after all, the difference between the trial work and the finished work is so big, it is also a good story." ”

"As long as Mr. Chen has no opinion. ”

Chen Xing didn't want to give it, not because he liked the painting, but if he gave it, wouldn't it mean that he would be left in the school history museum forever? At this time, it was impossible for him not to know that Lin Haven was playing tricks on him. How could it be possible to omit the word "detachment" from the general, and still write it like this -- if you visit it later, can't you be curious? If you are curious, can't you ask? After asking, won't he become famous all over the world? It's just notorious.

Lin Haven said that it doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter, he wrote the time and name, and the seal was brought with him, after all, he was a cultural person. A "Qingliang Mountain Man" seal is the second use.

......

Tan Qichang drove him, Chen Xing and they all dispersed, and the last word was taken away by Chen Xing, as for what would happen, Lin Haven didn't know.

Driving, Lao Tan suddenly smiled, Xiao Tan, who was sitting in the back seat, would eat with them later, and he didn't see his Lao Tzu's expression.

"You, you, the last time I met Professor Hai Yunsheng, he also said that he was young and talented. Unexpectedly, I also saw it in person once today, and if you do this, you will offend Chen Xing. ”

"I'm not coming to Beijing University. ”

"It's as if you can come if you want to come. Tan Fei blocked him.

"Third child," Lin Haven looked back at him, "I still have this score from Beijing University." ”

Tan Fei almost played with a peachwood sword, splashed black dog blood, and started singing, "Then I'll wait and see how much you have taken the test." ”

Lin Haiwen's own assessment score is more than 680, although the score line has not yet come out, but this number is basically no problem, and the admission line of Beijing University in Hedong last year was only 654 points.

The exchange of the Chinese department is still very pleasant, after all, it is a group of knowledgeable people, talk about poetry, history, talk about wind and snow, until the evening, Tan Qichang invited him to have a meal at Beijing University, Beijing University has a "Pan Family Building", burning authentic Beijing gang dishes, generally small hospitality are placed here, Lin Haiwen tasted, there is a wine cup meat stewed tofu, put in the Wufu enamel bowl, beautiful and delicious, very a little palace flavor, but a few small snacks, he doesn't like to eat very much.

"How did you practice your words? It's also talent?" Tan Qichang still asked, originally along the way, he wanted to pretend to be a master.

Lin Haven paused, "No. ”

"Oh," Tan Qichang nodded clearly, "That's a small practice, but to be able to practice at that level at this age, it's amazing, it's not worse than the teacher." ”

"It didn't take that long, but I practiced for a year. ”

“......”

Lin Haiwen really thought about it seriously, "Since I wrote "When Will the Bright Moon Be", the Chinese teacher at our school said that my words were a little unworthy of my poems, so I began to practice. ”

In this way, no more, no less, exactly one year. It's just that he didn't get the calligraphy experience book, that is, before today, the effect of practice was not good, from dog crawling to the level of third and fourth grade.

"It's been a year," Lin Haven sighed, "it's longer than the time I've been practicing oil painting, tsk." ”

Old Tan and Little Tan were a little silent.

"How can one person do so much?" Tan Fei also learned piano and violin when he was a child, but they were all common, and the only one who could handle it was calligraphy, and he couldn't do it now, Lin Haven was at his current level, and he probably couldn't even reach a point.

This question has been asked by many people, and I still don't have a definite answer, but I have been asked a lot later, and I have thought about it carefully, and I vaguely feel that it should be such an answer: that is the world of geniuses, maybe this is what it looks like. For example, Leonardo da Vinci, Pilagoreas, and so on. Lin Haven looked at Tan Fei with a serious face, happy in his heart, "Third child, don't have low self-esteem, among ordinary people, you are already very good." ”

“...... I'm going to kill you. Tan Fei raised the fork in his hand, and there was a small meatball on it, and the whole posture was quite charming. (To be continued.) )