After the host reported the name of the program, everyone in the audience looked different.

And the audience who did not submit their heads to ears and claps their hands said that the VIPs in the front row also had discussions.

"Calligraphy? The middle-aged man sitting on the throne said.

"Minister Liu praised it falsely, the young man is just dancing and writing, and I don't know what it can look like," Principal Yu knew that the vice minister of education was a calligraphy enthusiast, and said with a smile: "It's a blessing to have time to invite Minister Liu to a pair of ink treasures." ”

Minister Liu smiled and shook his head, "I won't be ugly, it's rare to have an interesting little guy, let's watch the show." At least to be able to write it in front of so many people, the courage is also commendable. ”

Principal Yu nodded, not speaking, and as the two of them took the stage, everyone's discussion stopped for a while, and they all stared at the two performances.

As Minister Liu said, courage is commendable. This is the thought of most of the guests, and it is very real and realistic. After all, calligraphy is difficult to achieve without long-term immersion, think about a freshman who has just entered the school, how can he write good characters?

Most of the guests watched the performance with the idea of encouragement and support, and now there are not many young people who can calm down and practice calligraphy. Of course, these are the views of some older teachers who have been involved in education for many years.

The sound of the guzheng sounded, Lin Xiaoyu immediately danced, and Xiao Si also held the pen with both hands, calm.

Although "Mountains and Flowing Water" is played electronically, not live, it is also appropriate to write on the spot. Minister Liu squinted at the stage, and seemed to be really interested in the show, "Just holding the pen with both hands." Is he going to ......?"

Before he could say anything more, the junior four on the stage had already written.

"The clouds are desolate and the dawn is blowing. The Han family palace moved in high autumn. The remnant star is a few geese crossed, and the flute is leaning against the building. Ziyan half-open fence chrysanthemum quiet. The red clothes fell all over the lotus. The perch is beautiful and does not return, and the empty Dai Nanguan learns Chu prisoner. ”

This is the right-hand line, which is the "Late Autumn of Chang'an" by Zhao Yi (gu three sounds) in the Tang Dynasty.

"The scoundrel poet invades in the dawn, and the sound of self-sinking around the fence stone. Milliduan Yunxiu Linshuang wrote, and the mouth was fragrant to the moon. The paper is full of self-pity and resentment, who will explain the autumn heart? ”

This is left-handed cursive, which is the "Yongdai" by Cao Xueqin in the Qing Dynasty.

Since Xiaosi took the stage to write, the whole person has been immersed in his own works. Completely forgot that it was a show. It is already difficult to write with both hands, not to mention that he still writes these two seven-character poems, he has to be careful and focused in order to succeed.

The song of mountains and flowing water sounded on the stage, and Lin Xiaoyu moved with the music and danced around Kelin. At some point, the long camera swingarm came up above Colin, and the camera faithfully projected the image onto a large screen.

"Dual-minded. The grass is out of the way, good, good!" Minister Liu said happily.

A smile flashed in Principal Yu's eyes, he didn't expect that there would be such a capable person among the freshmen this time. Minister Liu can say yes. Nature is really good. It's not just sycophancy, it's because he understands what's good.

As soon as the artistic conception is good, the calligraphy performance is boring. Only those who know how can taste the fun in it, and there is a lot less fun in the young stage. Not so in front of you. The unique sound of the guzheng co-authors the song, bringing everyone into a specific environment. Let the audience be unconsciously attracted, slowly calm down while enjoying the dance, and wash away the fatigue just now.

The second is that the creativity is good, it is not uncommon to use two minds, but the difficulty is to write at the same time, or under the gaze of nearly 10,000 audiences. How can it be said that two different poems are written in different fonts, but the poems are of the same specification and the same theme?

As for how the handwriting is written, it has become secondary, because this performance has already made everyone in the audience applaud. For the principal, Minister Liu's satisfaction is the greatest comfort.

Although he is the president of Modu University, the pressure is not small. This large-scale party was held with great fanfare, just to show the heritage and win the support of the city.

……

"It's really a talent from all generations, but I didn't expect there to be such a capable person among the younger generations. In the front row of the audience, a beautiful woman with a small bag in her hand exclaimed. She is one of the social representatives who returned to school this time, and she is also a graduate of Modu University, and she also praised Colin's performance.

"Who's to say it's not, think about when we were freshmen, we didn't know where to play games, people really can't compare with each other. A man next to the woman said.

"Come on, you kid is really shameless, if you don't play games, you can start a huge game company?

The person next to him smiled bitterly, "Senior Sister Wu, what are you talking about? If I had the skills of the kid above, would I still be single? The game company is useful, and now it's not asking people to eat together. Where can I compare with Senior Sister Wu, in ......"

"Okay, let's watch the show, I don't want you to disturb my mood. The woman snorted coldly.

This is just a small episode off stage, and in fact many people praise Colin for this show. I don't know when the students have raised their mobile phones, taking pictures and videos, and their faces are very excited.

Nima, this is a cow, a proper martial arts-like character.

It can be compared with the little dragon girl's left hand to draw a square and the right hand to draw a circle.

Anyway, they can't do it, and I heard that they are still freshmen, which makes people even more sighing.

All kinds of discussions and admiration gradually heated up the atmosphere in the audience. All kinds of pictures, messages, etc. appeared on the Internet for the first time, so that some students who did not enter the venue could also see it.

In a very small corner of the audience, the students of the first class of history are doing this, and after the fourth child came to the stage to perform the show, everyone started to talk.

"I really didn't expect Colin, who looks thin and weak, to have such a ability!"

"Yes, every day when I see him sitting in the back, I think he is a lonely person. ”

"This show is great, I just don't know what happens next?"

"I really envy this guy, he can properly win the mysterious prize. ”

"What could it be?"

“……”

This is the discussion of the students, and the voice is not noticeable in the huge audience.

In the teaching team, some people can't help but praise, but this time the target is Lin Hongru, the class teacher.

"Lao Lin, there is a talent in your class, calligraphy is so good, it's a pity to put it in your history department. Why don't you let him come to our literary ......"

"Eh, I'm really polite when I say old money, you just started digging into my corner just after entering school? Besides, this calligraphy is good, what does it have to do with your literary work? Oh, we can't have a calligrapher in our history department. ”

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, Lao Lin, I didn't mean that......"

"That's not what it means, what does that mean, you old boy, don't think I don't know your flowery intestines, don't you just want to cultivate well, and bring it into the calligraphy association as a tutor in the future, and earn some fame for you?

"Don't, Lao Lin, everything is easy to discuss, and besides, the students haven't expressed their stance yet, this ......"

"This wool, what can you do if I don't agree?"

"I ......"

The teachers next to them looked at the two bickering funny, Lin and Qian entered the Modu University to teach in the same period, and they stumbled a little on weekdays, everyone knew that they would not blush with each other and watch the play happily.

Teacher Wu, who was not far away, also pricked up his ears, heard the bickering of the two teachers, looked at it funny, looked at the stage again, and said in his heart: Is this the program that Hu Lidao said? It's quite brilliant, I don't know what is going on in the back?

She was full of anticipation, the promise she made in class was not a lie, and she also hoped that there would be a few eye-catching students in this batch of new students.

Obviously, Xiao Si's performance was a success!

“yes！yes！yes！”

In the corner behind the stage, Liu Zijun, who was watching attentively, suddenly shouted excitedly three times in a row.

Boss Hu also took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his face. Xiao Si's appearance this time was very eye-catching, even if they were some distance from the audience, they could hear the admiration in the audience, not to mention that the picture at this time was so beautiful.

Chen Feng looked at Colin who was full of confidence and freedom on the stage, and his heart was also full of relief.

Xiao Si didn't wear glasses this time, and he was dressed in a silver-white tuxedo, with the bow tie around his neck, the whole person faded away from his usual immaturity, and he had a mature and calm temperament.

The hair was combed back with a little wax and blackened in the light. The thin figure is not too thin at the moment, but is embellished with a tuxedo with a hint of bookishness.

Writing is not done on a table, but on a drawing board.

It's like the kind used for field sketching, but the drawing board in front of Xiao Si is more slender.

Placed vertically in front of him, his left and right hands dipped in ink at the same time, from top to bottom, each drawing board only wrote two large vertical lines, each vertical line exactly four lines of poetry.

The right-hand book board is formal and neat, the distance between the words is very appropriate, and the pen is slightly in the style of the two kings. The left hand is wildly grassy, white paper and black characters, the gestures are connected and round, the glyphs are wild and changeable, and they can make people feel some of his arrogant emotions.

"It seems that Xiao Si has substituted himself into it!" Chen Feng found this, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered.

But he didn't want to be heard by Liu Zijun next to him, he put it on Chen Feng's shoulder and asked, "Third child, what did you substitute into, what did you say alone?"

"Look at Xiao Si, it was a little jerky at first, but now it is gradually becoming more mature and natural. And the dancing, the music and the noise didn't bother him. It can be seen that this kid has entered the realm of forgetting things and me. ”

"So mysterious?" Liu Zijun also looked up.

……

After writing for more than two minutes, Colin did not forget to click on the time and venue after he finished writing.

After the last word was written, he was already sweating profusely, and at this time the host was also on the stage. (To be continued.) )