Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Yan held the pen.

He flattened the rice paper with one hand, his expression was focused, his eyes were burning, he held the pen, dipped in ink, and with a slight flick of his wrist, an ink mark appeared, and the whole movement was like a natural one, without any sense of stagnation.

At this moment, everyone who was originally laughing at them all widened their eyes and stared directly at Qin Yan.

That standing!

That look!

That action!

That aura!

Qin Yan stood in front of the table, holding the pen, as if he had reached a realm, like a generation of calligraphy masters, in his spare time, he worked hard to write and swayed wantonly.

One word!

Two words!

Three words!

He didn't stop, he didn't even think about it, his expression was indifferent, and he seemed to be full of enthusiasm and poured all his blood into the words, whether he was arrogant or arrogant, he didn't explain, but at this time he used words to express his pride, and expressed his uninhibited personality in a sprinkling manner.

Dai Yan was stunned!

Lu Chengzhong was dumbfounded!

Steward Chen still had a gloating smile on his face, but when he saw the scene in front of him, his face froze, as if he had been grabbed by the neck, his face was flushed and dumbfounded.

As for Lu Jinglei, she was trembling, she never thought that Qin Yan would actually know calligraphy, although it was not clear what it was like to write, but judging from the posture and demeanor, it must have reached a very high level.

"It's ...... What a state of self-forgetfulness!"

Liang Jian gasped, stared at Qin Yan, and shouted out in a lost voice.

The realm of selflessness is the realm of legends, which can not be found, and anyone who enters this realm will create poems and songs that shake the past and the present, Li Taibai's will enter the wine, Bai Juyi's long hatred song, Wang Xizhi's Lanting collection preface, without exception, they have all entered the realm of selflessness, in order to condense their talents into a splendid article.

Rao is they reacted violently, but Qin Yan was unaware.

He was intoxicated and crazy, his arms, wrists, and fingers were all one, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

Finally!

Qin Yan straightened up and slowly put down the brush.

He glanced at the rice paper, and without stopping, he left the place on the table to make room for the others.

"Boss, how's it going?" asked Akin.

Qin Yan smiled: "It's okay, a little trickery, although it's not all the strength, it's enough." ”

Meanwhile.

The others rushed over and were dumbfounded at the sight of the words on the table almost at the same time.

"If I rise with the wind in his year, I will soar to 90,000 miles!"

Fourteen words!

Each word is a different font.

The first word is handsome!

The second word is rough!

The third word is neat!

The fourth word is confused!

……

Especially the last word, as if it is deliberately showing, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the power penetrates the back of the paper, shocking, graceful like a dragon, although it is written on the paper, but under their gaze, it is like a living, floating like flying, straight up to the sky.

And that's not all!

Lu Jinglei muttered to herself, reciting two lines of poetry on the paper: "If I rise with the wind in his year, I will soar up to 90,000 miles!"

Good word!

Good poetry!

Good ambitions!

Her head buzzed, her head was full of Qin Yan's figure, carrying her hands behind her back, standing calmly, seemingly ordinary, but with pride and ambition in her heart.

Suddenly!

She turned around and looked at Qin Yan behind her, whose eyes were unwavering, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"This, this can't be, fourteen words, there are fourteen fonts. ”

Liang Jian's eyes widened, lying on the table, almost couldn't believe everything in front of him, he had practiced calligraphy since he was a child, so he had today's achievements, but the other party was just an ordinary young man, and the words he wrote had actually reached the point of shaking the ancient and the present, and he was not inferior to the ancient calligraphy.

There is also that line of poetry, which is so domineering, that people can't help but applaud.

As for Steward Chen and Lu Chengzhong, they can't describe their hearts in words, it's too amazing, if Liang Jian is a master of calligraphy, then Qin Yan is a grandmaster-level figure in the calligraphy world, and he can't be surpassed.

"Haha, Dai Yan saw it, this is my boss's strength, look down on people one by one, hum, compare calligraphy with my boss, you Liang Jian is also worthy, who is still not convinced now?" Ah Jin clapped his hands and shouted out all the depression just now.

The voice fell.

The audience was silent.

After half a minute, Liang Jian gritted his teeth and said, "What fonts are these?"

He copied many fonts, but he had never seen the words written by Qin Yan, but each one had charm.

Qin Yan stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "The first character is the peony body, the form is like a peony, gorgeous; the second character is the cangyun body, the frame is rough and atmospheric, eclectic; the third is the square and round body, one board and one eye, and the rules and regulations; the fourth is the colorful body, which is treacherous and varied, and is unpredictable...... As for the last one, it is a dragon body, ancient and vigorous, and its strength breaks through the sky. ”

A faint voice rang out in the living room.

Every time Qin Yan said a font, Liang Jian's face turned pale, and by the time he reached the last Jiaolong body, his legs were already trembling, poofed, and he collapsed to the ground, repeatedly stunned, and actually bowed to Qin Yan, shouting in his mouth: "Mr. Dacai, please accept my worship." ”

As he spoke, he kowtowed.

It was at this time that he suddenly woke up, struck a thrill, and almost popped his eyes out.

"I, what's wrong with me, why do I want to kowtow to you?"

Liang Jian looked confused, he was fascinated by what he heard just now, and he was subconsciously immersed in it, and he actually did such a humiliating thing in front of so many people.

Qin Yan ignored it and raised his voice: "Kowtow or not, that's your own business, I just said, your words are worthless, who still has an opinion?"

He looked at Liang Jian, who lowered his head.

He looked at Dai Yan, who lowered his head.

In the end, he set his eyes on Steward Chen, who was speechless and wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to speak.

Peony body!

Cangyun body!

Square Circle!

Colorful body!

Jiaolong body!

With so many fonts on paper, even if some people are not convinced, what can they do?

That's strength!

That's domineering!

Steward Chen swallowed and spitted, and wanted to use Liang Jian's words to humiliate Qin Yan fiercely, but he didn't expect that he would let Qin Yan be beautiful and slap one of them, and the face was too loud.

"Qin Yan, you know calligraphy, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Lu Jinglei was a little remorseful, she didn't believe Qin Yan just now, and even felt that Liang Jian was better than Qin Yan, but now it seems that the two are not comparable at all.

"Why should I say it?" Qin Yan was expressionless, shook his head and said: "Calligraphy is a way to cultivate sentiment, not to show off, but you, one by one, forced me to make an evaluation, but after the evaluation, you said that I was arrogant, let me write, I am finished writing now, are you satisfied?"

Cultivating sentiments?

Everyone was speechless for a while, your calligraphy has become like this, but it is just to cultivate sentiment, and let other calligraphers live?

"Enough!"

Lu Chengzhong's face was full of iron, and he said to the surroundings: "The matter of calligraphy, don't mention it again, didn't Liang Jian send the Jiaolong Nu Sea Chart, come, everyone admire it, they all say that Liang Tianhe's collection is a rare masterpiece in the world, this painting is worth more than millions, haha, Liang Jian, you come and open it." ”

He picked up the calligraphy and painting brocade box and handed it to Liang Jian, wanting to use the Jiaolong Sea Chart to retrieve the field.

Liang Jian's eyes lit up, and he carefully took the brocade box, opened it, and took out a simple scroll from it, even with a touch of sandalwood.

"Sandalwood, this brocade box is actually made of sandalwood, it's really luxurious. ”

Steward Chen exclaimed, and glanced at Qin Yan from time to time, with a deep resentment, but helpless.

Lu Jinglei's expression was complicated, she walked to Dai Yan's side, and smiled apologetically at Qin Yan: "Qin Yan, I'm sorry just now, I didn't have the intention of laughing at you, but I didn't expect your calligraphy level to be so high." ”

"It's fine!"

Qin Yan only said two words, and did not mean to speak again.

Lu Jinglei pursed her lips, her expression was a little lonely, it was very unpleasant, she only blamed herself for being too ignorant, and actually regarded Liang Jian as a calligrapher, and spared no effort to praise it.

She vaguely felt that the good relationship she had originally established with Qin Yan had appeared in the choice just now, like a moat, although it couldn't be seen on the surface, but if you want to repair it, it will be difficult to climb to the sky.

Some people seem to be breezy and calm, but they can't hold a little sand in their eyes.

At this moment, Qin Yan stared ahead and slowly spoke: "This painting is simply too bad!"