The girls dancing on the stage have reached the realm of selflessness. Ｘ

Behold, their long black satin hair fluttered with their dance steps, and behold, their long skirts fluttering!

The hot dance made the students under the stage eager to try, and they all grinded their fists and wanted to show off on the stage.

When Professor Gu Jingsheng saw the performance of his classmates, he couldn't help but sigh: "I'm getting old! I can't keep up with the trend of these young people!"

Because when this dance began, he heard a mess in his ears, it was so noisy!

This dance is so explosive that the floor is bumped and tommed, and then mixed with the loud speakers, it makes people feel very uncomfortable, very challenging to the heart, and it feels like this kind of thing is chaotic and disorganized.

Looking at Professor Lin next to him, the old gods were watching the performance, and his face was calm and calm.

He wondered. Speaking of which, the two of them are about the same age, and he can't accept it, can this guy accept it?

Look at other people, they all look strange, are you really outdated when you work together?!

Professor Gu Jingsheng picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. A fresh fragrance goes straight to the heart.

This is the tea that Gu Fanxin gave him, and he is usually reluctant to drink it! Only on such a major occasion did he deliberately take a refreshment and wake up his mind.

Glancing at Gu Fanxin, who had a long skirt on the stage and covered her arms, well, it was more pleasing to the eye to look at this girl.

Lao Lin, this guy is lucky, he went to the countryside and picked up the treasure at once, like this girl, he also wants to accept her as a disciple!

Look, what kind of clothes are those girls who dance and show their arms and legs!?

Especially the girl who led the dance, most of her legs were exposed in public, how unsightly!

Not to mention Professor Gu Jingsheng's slander. Besides, the atmosphere on the stage was unprecedentedly enthusiastic. Yang Susu's hot dance set off a wave of heat (stir-fried).

"Do you want to come up and experience it?" Li Quan encouraged with great interest: "If you want to experience it, just come up and try it, it's okay!"

A girl stood up hesitantly, went up alone, and there was a leader, which led many students in the audience to come up and join the interaction.

Li Quan added fuel to the gag, and at the same time showed a relieved smile to Gu Fanxin.

Gu Fanxin didn't expect that this Yang Susu really had two hits, this person didn't seem to listen to classes and study seriously, he was really unseemly!

Life has taught me another lesson: the ruler is long, and the inch is short.

Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, and if you compare the shortcomings of others with your own strengths, of course, you feel that you are always better than others.

If you compare the strengths of others with your own weaknesses, you can see your own weaknesses.

"Next, we have invited Chen Wenxu from the Department of Management to come up and perform calligraphy!"

Gu Fanxin followed Li Quan's gesture and looked over, only to see a young man in his twenties standing up in the audience.

Just the first glance makes people feel good. Because this young man's eyes are as righteous and awe-inspiring as those of the navy. Standing up, he stood up like a pine.

This is still a cheerful and sunny youth. The handsome face has a heart-warming smile and is full of youthful vitality.

Chen Wenxu bowed to everyone as soon as he came up, and introduced himself in a relaxed and happy tone: "Hello everyone! I am Chen Wenxu from Anhui, and the next thing I want to perform for you is Huaisu's cursive "Self-Narrative Post". ”

"Oh, that's not easy to write!" the knowledgeable students in the audience all turned their heads to each other.

Chen Wenxu completely forgot about the existence of others, stared at the blank manuscript paper spread on the table with bated breath, and then picked up the brush and waved it.

The temperature of the paper and the fingertips seemed to melt together, and the brush in the hand played in the warm orange light.

Chen Wenxu pursed his lips, his eyebrows and eyes were full of seriousness.

It seems that at this moment, everything about him is in this cursive script, from shallow to deep, delicately delineated, and his soul at this moment is as if he is in a grand carnival.

Huaisu's family lives in Changsha, and he has been serving the Buddha since he was a child, reciting scriptures and participating in Zen meditation in his spare time, and he is particularly fond of calligraphy. However, because he could not see the wonderful works of his predecessors, he felt that he had seen very little, and he deeply regretted it.

Then he took the box and cane, traveled to Beijing to meet contemporary celebrities, and comprehensively discussed the matter of calligraphy. Here you can always see the classics that are scattered and rarely seen. As a result, my mind was suddenly open-minded, and my doubts were lost. Although my book was clumsy, the scholars were not surprised.

Yan Zhenqing of the Yan Criminal Department is also a calligrapher, his penmanship is proficient, he is good at appreciation, and he is praised by the inscription after the ink text.

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The cursive script arose in the Han Dynasty, and Du Du and Cui Ying were known for their brilliant writing, and when they arrived at Zhang Zhi and Zhang Boying, they were even more beautiful.

From the Jin Dynasty Wang Xizhi, Wang Xian's father and son, for the Tang Dynasty Yu Shinan, Lu Cambodia Xiang inherited, the key to the hand-taught penmanship, so that it was passed on to Zhang Xu of Wu County. ……

In her early years, Zhenqing often interacted with each other to study and get along, and was repeatedly encouraged to teach penmanship. However, I have a bad temperament, and I am bound by affairs, so I failed to study seriously, and I finally achieved nothing!

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The genre of Chen Wenxu's cursive writing is almost a word-for-word connection.

Although there are occasional disconnections between the words and the words, the upper and lower strokes are intertwined, the beginning and the end echo each other, and the blood is connected, there is a kind of pen and ink flying, dragon and leopard change, and the momentum of one go.

In the process of moving the pen, the standing part of each word seems to be full of dangers, but it is wonderful to be able to buckle in danger, so that the glyph is not crooked and soft, but has a delicate flying posture.

Look at its strength without losing, the posture is not exaggerated, and the handwriting is flowing and cloudy.

Li Quan and Gu Fanxin watched, their eyes full of amazement.

"Chen Wenxu, may I ask how you managed to write such a good handwriting? Is there any clever decision? Can you share it with you?" Li Quan pointed the microphone at Chen Wenxu and interviewed him.

Chen Wenxu generously took the microphone and talked about his experience.

It turned out that in the class at school last semester, there was a talent show.

The students were all gearing up and seemed very active. The teacher said, "Now I invite the students to perform their talents. ”

As soon as the words ended, two classmates rushed to the stage and danced a Latin dance, which made me very envious.

Next, many students went up to perform their own shows. I have never had any special skills, so I didn't go up to offer ugliness.

Unexpectedly, someone suddenly asked me to go up and perform the show.

I had no choice but to blush, and I pushed it off. Fortunately, my classmates didn't take me seriously, so I was able to escape.

Since then, I have secretly sworn that it is time to exercise my comprehensive ability, because I will never forget the embarrassing scene in that class.

Later, I tried to practice calligraphy, but at first I couldn't hold the brush at all, and the writing was crooked like an earthworm, which made me very discouraged.

When Dad saw it, he said that where there is a will, there is a way! As long as you make up your mind to do it, you will definitely succeed!

Later, I listened to my father's words, calmed down and practiced seriously, and the pen was grinding a few bald heads! A thick cocoon was also grinding out of my hands! Where there is a will, there is a way, and what I said is really right!