After giving Sun Aihu a war letter, Lu Xiao did not feel the slightest nervousness, and was even more leisurely than usual.

VIII,

once defeated the world's god list in Taihua Mountain,

once killed the eighteen god realm powerhouses of the kamikaze country alone,

He once single-handedly went to Europe to kill the Pope of the Cult of Light and suppress the incarnation of the Blood Ancestor Cain in the world.

Seventh,

He slew Genghis Khan in the midst of an army,

He was once in the Kunxu Spirit Realm, defeated all the major caves, blessed lands, and immortal islands, and the peerless Tianjiao of the Nine Heavens of the Divine Power Secret Realm.

He once set up a great array of immortals, mobilized the aura of 90,000 miles of mountains and rivers, and killed a true immortal who broke through the boundary!

The great war he experienced,

It's just too much.

I can't recall a lot of them.

SUN Zhihu,

What's it?

It's just ants.

It can't cause the slightest wave in his heart at all.

Don't say he's just a peak grand master,

He is the martial saint,

Lu Xiao also has the confidence to kill him!

……

The day before the decisive battle,

Lu Xiao went to school as usual.

I didn't see Xia Qingxuan,

I only know when I ask,

Xia Qingxuan, last night,

Frightened, he became seriously ill.

Directly with the school, I took a full half month of sick leave.

……

In the afternoon, there is a big class in the lecture hall.

In order to promote the national culture, Fengda specially opened a calligraphy class.

The teacher who teaches the class,

is an old professor who retired from the school,

Called Ziaf.

is a well-known scholar in China,

He also participated in the compilation of the textbook of the nine-year education version.

The calligraphy is not bad.

He can be called a master of contemporary calligraphy.

He is also the president of the Calligraphy Association of the Seven Southeast Counties.

Ziaf lectures,

It is very charming.

So this lesson,

Hundreds of students in the large classroom listened very carefully.

Lu Xiao couldn't help but yawn,

Begin to practice in pretending to sleep.

Calligraphy......

With his calligraphy attainments,

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best in the present and the ancient.

Who is qualified to teach him calligraphy?

To others,

Ziaf is a master of contemporary calligraphy.

For him,

That is, just getting started.

……

"Today, I will show you a piece of calligraphy. ”

"This calligraphy was not written by the ancients, but by a contemporary young man. ”

Ziaf showed everyone a very delicately framed cursive script in his hand.

Then turn on the projector,

It's going to be projected.

Some students below wondered:

"Professor, what you usually display is the rubbings of famous masters like Wang Xizhi, Zhang Xu, and Zhao Mengfu, why do you show a book of today's people today?"

"Could it be that there are still people writing words that can compare to those famous saints in ancient times?"

"How is that possible...... Calligraphy has long since declined, how can people today be comparable to the ancients...... Not to mention that it was written by a young man. ”

"The way of calligraphy is complex and vast, and without decades of immersion, you can't do it. ”

And the people were talking,

I don't understand why Professor Qi would show a painting written by today.

And it was written by a young man as old as them.

Could it be that it can't be done,

It's because it's too poorly written,

Professor Qi took it out,

Giving everyone a negative teaching material?

"Everybody...... Be quiet. ”

Ziaf waved his hand, his face full of devotion and longing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next picture I am going to show you is written by a man of today.

But the subtlety of the brushwork, the lofty idea, and the majestic momentum,

But it is only seen in the life of the contemptible.

It's even better than the shock brought to me by watching Huaisu's "Self-Narrative Post" back then!"

"This post should be the first post in the ages!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole house was shocked.

A scholar like Ziaf, a scholar with equal writings, could not have made any nonsense.

Who is Waisu?

Agnosis.

and Zhang Xu are known as the two saints of cursive!

His "Self-Narrative Post" is the pinnacle of his artistic achievements!

Definitely can represent the highest achievement of cursive writing.

And now,

The old professor actually said,

There was a young man as old as them,

Writing a postscript, can it still be better than "Self-Narrative Post"?

Is it the first post in the ages?

"Professor, how is this possible?"

"You're not kidding, are you?"

The students, talking loudly, expressed disbelief.

Only Lin Luoran,

If you feel something,

set his eyes in the direction of Lu Xiao.

only to find that

This guy is still sleeping.

"Is he a pig......

Colonel Lin spent a while slandering.

Ziaf continued:

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't say you don't believe it, I didn't believe it until the old principal Lin Qiulin showed me this picture. ”

"But it turns out that this painting is really so good. ”

"Look—"

He spread out the text and projected it onto the big screen.

Suddenly, the entire classroom fell into absolute silence.

Suddenly

I was shocked by this word.

Lines

Hidden in the sky Tang splendor.

There are poets who drink to the moon,

There is a sword master playing the sword and singing,

There is a noble concubine alluring city man dance.

By having to be shocked.

"Good!"

"What a word!"

"This post is definitely qualified to compete for the first cursive script in the ages!"

"Oh my God, is this really written by a young man under twenty?"

"Looking at people by words, what kind of bearing should this person be? I'm afraid that the heavenly immortals have descended to earth!"

Someone applauded.

Servants are like clouds.

Applause rang out.

Turned into thunder.

Long

It just stopped.

"Sure enough...... It's that guy's word. ”

Lin Luoran thought.

Savor carefully,

Even if it's not the first time I've seen it,

I still can't help but feel my heart shake.

If nothing else,

This guy's word,

It's so good that I don't have any friends.

Ziaf exclaimed:

"Guys, now you know I'm right, right?"

This painting is called "Three Absolute Posts of the Tang Dynasty". I don't know the young man who wrote it. ”

"But if I see him in the future, I will definitely worship him as a teacher and worship him as a saint. ”

His face was full of longing.

For someone like him, who has been obsessed with calligraphy for decades,

Seeing such a copy,

It's hard to help yourself.

Ziaf cleared his throat,

I plan to give you a detailed analysis and taste of this "Three Masterpieces of the Tang Dynasty".

Glancing around,

But he frowned.

All the students were deeply shocked by this painting and their faces were full of admiration.

Back of the classroom,

But there was a student, like no one around, sleeping soundly.

In normal times,

This kind of sleeping student,

He won't care.

But at the moment,

Ziaf was furious.

He felt,

This student abruptly surprised this peerless post!

Even blasphemy.

"The student in the back, stand up for me. ”

He said angrily.

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