There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings in Sun Baiyan's room, Lan Yi was shocked when he entered it one by one, this painting is too good, no wonder he has such a personality. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Master, you are amazing. Lan Yi admired from the bottom of his heart and admitted this master from the bottom of his heart.

"It's too early to call the master. ”

What does that mean?

Lan Yiyi was a little complaining, she had moved so much to grind, could she not embarrass her?

Qin Hua smiled and said, "Uncle, why are you so serious, haven't you always wanted a closed disciple, and now you have sent it to the door, isn't it just as you wish?" She walked over, stood in front of Sun Baiyan's table and helped him grind, and then secretly glanced at Lan Yi and asked her to come over and grind.

Lan Yiyi immediately understood, and walked over to grind and grind her like a circle.

Sun Songyan made a stroke on the paper, ready to dip it in ink, and when he looked up, he saw Lan Yiyi smiling at him stupidly.

He quietly finished writing the painting and put it on the shelf to dry.

"Come here. Sun Songyan stood up and walked forward.

Because he didn't look at Lan Yiyi when he spoke, Lan Yiyi was confused, and he didn't know if he said this to her.

In the past, what are you still doing in a daze?

Qin Hua was in a hurry, and used lips and gestures to signal her to hurry up and follow.

Lan nodded his head and immediately ran behind him.

Sun Songyan said again: "You come over too." This sentence is what Qin Hua said.

Qin Hua stuck out his tongue mischievously and went over with Lan Yi one by one.

Sun Songyan took them to another room in the room, which was not very large, with two tables, an inkstone, and a pile of white paper.

If you're not mistaken, he should usually practice calligraphy here.

Qin Hua showed a sad expression, "Uncle, I won't write it too, right?"

Sun Songyan is not Qin Hua's own uncle, but his father and Sun Baiyan are very good friends, and the two families were neighbors when they were children, so Qin Hua had already learned these things from Sun Songyan a long time ago.

As soon as she entered this room and saw these papers, she knew what Sun Songyan wanted to do, you know, she really finished writing all the papers in this room when she first learned calligraphy.

As soon as Lan Yi heard Qin Hua's tone, he guessed that this was not a good thing.

Sun Baiyan said: "If you think you are already very powerful, then you don't need to write." ”

Isn't this just making it clear to let her write, whether it's powerful or not, does she really dare to say it herself?

"Are you going to start practicing now, I haven't bought a brush yet?" Lan Yiyi asked curiously, in fact, she really didn't know what she was going to do later.

"You can use both pen and paper here, do you see the words I hung on the wall?" Bai Songyan pointed to the place where the paintings were hung on the wall.

Lan Yi nodded, "See." ”

It's a small line of heart sutra, written very beautifully, I don't know if it's from Sun Songyan's handwriting, so good-looking, it should be very valuable, right?

"There are a total of 1,000 pieces of paper on the ground, 700 for you and 300 for Qin painting, so I copied the calligraphy hanging on the wall, and I came to collect the homework at night. ”

Qin Hua immediately complained: "Can I change it to 200, I was very tired when I just came by car, and I didn't take a break, is it appropriate for you to let me write?"

Sun Songyan said, "You can not copy a single one. And with that, he went out.

Qin Hua learned his tone and complained: "You can not write a single one." ”

said it so fiercely, did she dare not write it?

Qin Hua stretched her waist, there was a pen holder on the table, and she took down a small pen from it, "I like to use a smaller pen, what about you?"

Lan Yiyi was very helpless, "I won't, I just came here today, your uncle didn't teach me anything, I don't understand." ”

"Then come here, I'll teach you ......" Qin Hua asked her to sit, and then introduced all the pens on the table to her.

Lan Yiyi was still confused when she heard it, but she picked the one that was easy to use first based on her feeling and preference.

Qin Hua began to write seriously, and the way girls write seriously is that they won't get tired of reading it 100 times.

Lan Yiyi took a pen in the same way as a scholar, and then began to write, and after a while, an unsightly word appeared.

Looking at her miserable words, she rubbed her wrist and saw that Qin Hua was already halfway written, and it was exactly the same as the one hanging on the wall.

Lan Yiyi praised one by one: "You are so amazing, you write so beautifully." ”

Qin Hua smiled, "I've been practicing for many years, of course it's better to write than you, I'll see what you wrote." ”

Lan Yiyi doesn't know it at all, so it's hard to write, and I don't understand the basic Zang Feng.

"Don't look at it," Lan Yiyi hid it embarrassedly, but still let Qin Hua see it.

Qin Hua chuckled, "It's okay, you'll improve a lot after writing these 700 sheets, but my uncle is too much, and he let you write without teaching anything, how can you write well." Why don't I teach you?"

Lan Yiyi nodded excitedly: "Okay, okay." "Even if you can't write at the master's level, it's very powerful to write Qin paintings.

"Look at this point, it's ......" Qin Hua wrote a point on the paper, and before he finished speaking, Sun Baiyan pushed the door in and said sharply: "Write your own, you are not allowed to communicate, and if you don't want to write, go directly." ”

Qin Hua stuck out his tongue, and after Sun Baiyan left, he whispered: "My uncle has this temper, in fact, he is still very good, I was worried that I would be bored here alone, but I didn't expect to be able to be with you." ”

"Me too, it doesn't matter, the master must have his intentions in doing this, so I'll practice hard first. ”

Isn't there a saying that if you want to grind a deep iron pestle into a needle?

Qin Hua also agreed with her words, "I also think that my uncle shouldn't make things difficult for you for no reason, write it quickly." ”

"Yes"

Lan Yiyi really likes this, so he doesn't feel tired at all, but 700 is indeed not a small number, and he only wrote more than 200 until the evening, Qin Hua finished writing first, and wanted to help Lan Yiyi write one by one, but this room is like pressing the camera, once she has the idea of helping Lan Yiyi, Sun Songyan came in.

Lan Yiyi actually didn't want Qin Hua to help, since she wanted to learn, she had to learn the best, she was confident.

When I wrote more than 300 sheets, it was completely dark, and Lan Yiyi was worried that Grandpa Lan and Grandma Lan were in a hurry, so he called back and told him about the situation, and he might not be able to go back today.

Grandma Lan was worried, so Grandpa Lan came over and interceded with Sun Songyan, hoping to let his granddaughter go back tonight and come back tomorrow to continue writing.

Sun Songyan didn't give him affection because Grandpa Lan was old, his tone was still cold, and he said, "I didn't ask her not to go back, don't come when you go back." ”

Qin Hua's face darkened, it's better not to say it if you say this.

Seeing that Grandpa Lan's angry face turned black and red for a while, she soothed: "Grandpa Lan, it's okay, you can sleep with me today, you don't have to worry so much." (To be continued.) )