The calligraphy exhibition is not very beautiful.

Most of them are treasured works by these contemporary calligraphers, or simply their own.

It's not because you can't see these words in the nightlight, the words look very good, but the night light does not have much interest in calligraphy, if it weren't for the system to draw so many calligraphy skills, the night light is estimated to have no attainments in calligraphy in this life.

Moreover, although the luminous is well written, his actual appreciation ability is not high, and he can see that it is good, but he can't see the specific doorway, and he can't tell the reason for one, two, three.

So, follow Liu's father all the way to see other calligraphers to appreciate the masterpieces, the luminous has not said a few words, the first time I encountered cursive, there are also calligraphers asked how to look at the luminous, although everyone feels strange about the age of the luminous, but also have to admit that people are good at writing.

How can the night light say a reason, just a few words over and over.

"Good!"

"Good word!"

"Very good!"

caused everyone to be speechless for a while, and the big guys didn't bother to ask him.

Dad Liu hated the iron and didn't make steel and glanced at the night light, he was his son-in-law, how could he not behave a little hard?

Luminous is also helpless, he is like an old driver who can drive, just can drive, but he really doesn't know how to drive! You let him talk about what model of generator, how many caliber of exhaust pipes, what principle of power system, luminous means a word, confused!

You see, I'm really confused, otherwise I can't count the words.

After an hour or two of appreciating various works and listening to the works brought by various calligraphers, I entered the next link, which was also the most lively part of this calligraphy meeting.

Write on the spot.

It turned out that the Shabaab who had just come to make soy sauce also gathered.

Someone was talking in a whisper down there.

"Brother Hao, the masters are almost finished, and our junior generation should also show a little bit in a while, it's time for you to be in the limelight again, your attainments in our group are the highest, and you were the one who came out on top in the junior last year. ”

The man named Brother Hao smiled bitterly, "It's impossible this year, you came late at the previous calligraphy exhibition, I don't know, today Shu brought a cursive work that is amazing and gorgeous, the masters are full of praise, and even the name of the world's first cursive script has been said, guess who wrote it." ”

"Who?"

Brother Hao pointed in the direction of the night light, "Oh, it's him, the one next to Liu Gong, I've seen it in Bozhiyuan before." ”

"Ah, he, is it really fake?"

"You'll know in a moment that today he will definitely be asked by the masters to write a letter. ”

Brother Hao used the word please.

Sure enough, although Yeguang has always been very low-key, after knowing that "Yonglan" was written by him, no one will ignore him.

Another calligrapher wrote a word on the spot, and after the praise of everyone, Shu Hai said loudly.

"Today we are doing the right calligraphy, I was fortunate to see the treasures and writings of the masters, it was really eye-opening, and today, there was also a junior who surprised me, before I always felt that the young people are now more and more bad in calligraphy, even if it is to practice is to practice a half bucket of water, not to climb the elegant hall, but today to see this young man really amazed me, it seems that I think wrong, our young people are not more and more bad, but the blue is better than the blue, the ancestors passed down the calligraphy successors。 Next, let's ask this young man to write a masterpiece for everyone. ”

Shu Hai said and looked at the night light, "Big nephew, let's show you a hand, and let us old guys have long eyes." ”

Yeguang smiled and looked at Daddy Liu, who still remembered what Daddy Liu had said to him before getting out of the car to keep a low profile and not be in the limelight.

Father Liu nodded to him slightly, "Go ahead." ”

Luminous nodded and walked up to the stage.

On the stage is a large desk, on which there are all kinds of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a camera is hung on the top of the stand, and the lens is facing the desktop, reflecting the picture on the desktop on the two large screens on both sides of the small stage for others in the audience to watch.

Yeguang walked to the desk and bowed his hand to everyone in the audience, "Masters and seniors, then I will be ugly." ”

As he spoke, the night light began to grind with a crude technique, the action was quite stupid, and because of the force, the ink was stirred up and spilled on the edge of the inkstone, which made the calligraphy masters and Daddy Liu in the audience frown.

This is like the proper technique of a calligrapher, not even as good as a beginner.

Shu Hai had already stood beside Father Liu, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Old Liu, is that really what he wrote?" ”

Father Liu, "Why don't you believe it, it's true, I was next to him when he wrote it, and I saw it with my own eyes." ”

Shu Hai stopped talking and continued to watch the glow-in-the-dark action.

Luminous casually grinded a few times of ink, then pulled out a long strip of paper from the right side of the roller paper, flattened it on the table, compacted it with a weight, and then selected a suitable brush from the pen holder, and wanted to dip the pen into ink, but the hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and after a few seconds, Luminous put the pen back on the pen holder.

The crowd was puzzled.

What is this for?

Luminous put down the pen and looked back at the audience, "When I picked up the pen, I suddenly didn't know what to write." ”

Someone in the audience smiled kindly.

Yeguang also smiled and said, "I see that many of the previous masters used ancient backgrounds to write and write, so I will also use ancient backgrounds to write a narrative, first tell you that my cursive script has to be passed on to a Taoist priest." ”

Luminous panicked slightly," He told me that this is a calligraphy master in the Tang Dynasty, the style of the Huaisu monk, so my calligraphy is also called Huaisu style, the Taoist priest also told me about the life of the Huaisu monk, but I looked for the literature, and did not find a record about the Huaisu monk, it may be a long time, drowned in the long river of the times, so today, I want to take this opportunity to write a narrative about the life of the Huaisu monk, so that everyone can see, can know that there is this cursive master in my history, and I have to pass on his calligraphy to his respect. ”

As he spoke, Luminous bowed his hand to the audience again, and then picked up the brush again.

At this moment, the night light seemed to suddenly be empty, and a mysterious and mysterious feeling arose.

Everyone in the audience looked at the night light, and their intuition suddenly became different for a moment, this young man who originally looked ordinary.

Eyes.

Temperament.

Expression.

It's all different.

There were a lot of people in the audience, but they all thought of the same word.

Regal demeanor!

Glow-in-the-dark pen.

Dip in ink.

Falling words.

'Huaisu family Changsha, young and Buddha......

Everyone watched the movements of the night light hand through the camera shot by the camera, and the night light just put down the pen and wrote down the word 'Huai', and someone in the audience couldn't help but secretly exclaim, "Good penmanship!"

Then, he immediately shut down, as if he was afraid of disturbing the night light.

The glow-in-the-dark dragon flies and the phoenix dances on the paper, and the movements are smooth.

'Huaisu family Changsha, young and Buddha. After Zen, it is quite a good pen. However, I hated that I could not see the miracles of my predecessors from afar, and I saw very little. Then he took on the cane tin, traveled west to the country, met with contemporary celebrities, intricately complicated, and the posthumous compilation was extremely simple, often encountered, suddenly open-minded, slightly sluggish. Fish, silk and silk are dusty, and the scholars do not think it is strange......