Because Zhao Guodong was concentrating on calligraphy, it was impossible for Ye Fan to knock on the door and disturb him.

"Let's go inside. Zhao Lina whispered, tugging at the corner of Ye Fan's clothes.

Ye Fan nodded and walked in lightly after Zhao Lina.

Walking to the front of the big desk, Ye Fan looked at Zhao Guodong's calligraphy, and felt very good, he had been practicing for at least 20 years.

However, he looked more closely and found a problem. That is, the law of the size of the stroke is a little lacking, and there are traces of halfway home and self-taught.

Zhao Lina saw that Ye Fan was a little distracted looking at the calligraphy written by her father, thinking that Ye Fan was stunned by Zhao Guodong's calligraphy, so she couldn't help but stretch out her little hand and gently tug at the corner of Ye Fan's clothes.

Ye Fan came back to his senses and turned to look at Zhao Lina.

Only Zhao Lina smiled proudly and whispered, "How is my dad's calligraphy?"

"Well, it's good. Ye Fan nodded and replied softly.

Zhao Lina chuckled proudly, and secretly thought, my father has been practicing calligraphy for decades, how can it be a "good" word?

After a while, Zhao Guodong finally smiled, and his Chinese face floated into a smile, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Ye Fan looked at the words on the paper again, and saw that it read, "The life and death of the country is profitable, and it is not because of misfortune and fortune to avoid it." This pair of verses.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!" Zhao Lina exclaimed with a timely smile, "Dad, frame it and hang it in the living room." ”

Zhao Guodong smiled, turned his head and criticized Zhao Lina: "I don't know how to be modest. ”

However, Ye Fan looked at his smile and expression, and it was clear that he meant this.

"Xiaofan, you're here. Zhao Guodong turned his eyes to Ye Fan and said.

Ye Fan smiled: "Yes." I just saw that you specialize in calligraphy, so I didn't dare to say hello to you. ”

Zhao Guodong bowed his head slightly and asked Ye Fan, "Do you know calligraphy?"

"A little. Ye Fan smiled lightly, "However, I already have ......."

"I haven't written it for six years, right?" Zhao Guodong couldn't help but quip.

Last time, Ye Fan also said that he hadn't played Go for six years, but he was slapped in the face so much that his face was swollen.

This time is different, though.

Calligraphy is a matter of talent and spirituality, but it needs to be practiced over time. The pinnacle of a calligrapher's work is written around the age of thirty or forty, and it takes decades of immersion to write a breathtaking work.

And Ye Fan is only twenty-two years old, and he has been in the army for a few years, so it is absolutely impossible to write good calligraphy.

Therefore, Zhao Guodong is very confident in him this time and convinces this future son-in-law.

Zhao Lina, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but smile.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Hehe, I really haven't practiced for six years." ”

Zhao Lina finally couldn't help but giggle.

Zhao Guodong couldn't help laughing and said, "Since you have learned calligraphy, you can also write." ”

After so many years, I don't even have the right gesture to hold a pen. So I'd better not make a fool of myself in front of you. Ye Fan smiled and shook his head.

When Zhao Guodong heard this, his smile was even bigger, and he secretly thought that it was best if you didn't even know how to write.

I saw him say enthusiastically: "Hehe, there are no outsiders here, there is no so-called question of offering ugliness or not offering ugliness." Come, write two for your uncle, and maybe I can point out your shortcomings. ”

As he spoke, he stuffed the brush into Ye Fan's hand.

"Uncle, it's better to wait for me to go home and practice for another month, and then I can get some feeling back, and then I will make a fool of myself in front of you. Ye Fan shook his head and excused.

Zhao Guodong saw that Ye Fan insisted on refusing to show calligraphy, so he secretly gave Zhao Lina a look.

Zhao Lina blushed a little for her father, comparing her strengths with the shortcomings of others, is it interesting?

However, she also hopes that her father can suppress Ye Fan, so that he will not be so arrogant.

So, she deliberately said in a slightly reproachful tone: "Ye Fan, if my father asks you to write, you can write it." My dad had never been so enthusiastic about people. ”

Hearing that Zhao Lina was so coercive, Ye Fan had no choice but to take the brush more head-on, and said, "Okay." If the writing is too bad, please don't blame your uncle. ”

"Haha, that's right. Young people, if you have to be brave and go straight, you may make some mistakes, you may not do it so perfectly, and if you don't go straight bravely, then you don't have that chance to try. Zhao Guodong said with a smile, "Young people can get up again if they fall, and only by falling and beating can they become a tool." ”

"Yes, yes, Uncle taught me. Ye Fan responded to the ceremony of the younger generation and was taught.

Zhao Guodong turned his face to Zhao Lina and said, "Na'er, don't hurry up and replace Xiaofan with rice paper." ”

"Hee-hee, got it. Zhao Lina said with a smile, she was looking forward to seeing Ye Fan's embarrassment.

So, she stepped forward briskly to replace the calligraphy that her father had just written.

Zhao Guodong said casually: "The desk case is wide enough, there is no need to put it in addition, just move it to the side." ”

Zhao Lina didn't understand what her father meant, so she carefully moved Zhao Guodong's calligraphy to the left side of the desk case with a grin, and then took a piece of white rice paper and spread it on the right side of the desk case.

During Zhao Lina's paper exchange, Ye Fan held on to the brush and wrote and painted in the void intently, as if he was familiar with the feel.

Zhao Guodong didn't deliberately bother Ye Fan, but thought proudly in his heart: "Boy, this time I admit that I have been planted, right? You and I Zhao Guodong don't have a few brushes, otherwise, what will I do with your Lord Taishan in the future? I won't suppress you, my daughter won't be bullied by you in the future?"

Ye Fan is really not sure about showing calligraphy, not because he doesn't know calligraphy, but because he really hasn't practiced calligraphy for too long.

As one of the main inheritors cultivated by the top family, it is necessary to have one or two literary and artistic specialties, otherwise in the future, when you really enter the military and political arena, you will not have any literary and artistic style, and you will have a lot less charm than others.

You must know that among the big figures in the military and political arena today, who doesn't have one or two literary and artistic things that can be shown to the public?

Take Taizu as an example, he wrote Mao's calligraphy with one hand and wrote the majestic and heroic imperial poems with one hand, which brought him many ultimate admirers.

Calligraphy is one of the major specialties that the family requires Ye Fan to learn.

Since he was six years old, he specially invited a famous calligrapher to teach Ye Fan to write and learn calligraphy. When he was a little older, when he was twelve years old, he specially invited one of the most famous calligraphers in the country to be Ye Fan's calligraphy instructor. Therefore, Ye Fan's calligraphy skills are very, very solid.

However, after entering the army, he hardly touched a brush again for six years, and he himself did not know how much calligraphy he had left to learn since he was a child.

After all, calligraphy is something to be practiced regularly. If you don't practice for a long time, you will be rusty on the spot.