381 Three points into the wood (I)
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Since no one paid attention to it, Su Chen didn't bother himself, but just looked at the comparison table of traditional and simplified characters posted on the wall.
He opened the chip scan, carefully scanned it, and carefully observed the students' writing techniques and pen skills.
The calculation was running rapidly in my mind, and then after optimization exercises, combined with the pen skills when making symbols, I gradually had an experience in calligraphy.
"I can draw exquisite and delicate spirit runes, and the skill of the brush has actually surpassed these students, and the essence of learning from the heavenly rune mark on the top of the kitten's head is not ordinary after all, and the difference is only the rhythm of writing and some chapter structure skills. β
Su Chen sighed secretly.
The middle-aged man stopped from time to time, carefully pulled out the student's penmanship, corrected the posture of holding the pen, and said in his mouth: "Calligraphy is a silent sound, an invisible image, the most taboo conformist, the heart is informed." β
"Each book wants to be ten quick and five urgent, ten curves and five straights, ten hidden and five out, ten ups and downs, can be described as a book. β
He also said: "Each horizontal painting is like a row of clouds in a array, each one is like a crossbow of a hundred jun, every point is like a peak falling stone, every one fold is like a bent steel jun, every one is a pull, like a long live withered vine, every one is indulgent, like the fun of foot, and the rhythm is self-seeing." β
The middle-aged gentleman's voice is long and far-reaching in the rustling of strokes, like a dusk drum and morning bell, which is thought-provoking.
The students listened to the explanation, but the pen in their hands fluctuated with the rhythm of the sound, all of which were unsatisfactory, and some even showed a look of fascination in their eyes.
Su Chen also felt something after hearing this, and couldn't help but be impressed by the gentleman who taught the words.
This character is read every word in the place where everyone writes and presses, and gradually takes everyone's breath for a long time, and in terms of teaching words, the skill is short.
Xishan School Park doesn't say what the atmosphere is.,The teachers are first-class high-end.,It can be seen from this Mr. ink sticker.γ
Students practice calligraphy every day with this kind of very skilled gentleman, and it is difficult to slow down his progress, unless he is a fool himself.
Of course,There's no fool who can enter the West Mountain School Park.γ
Su Chen originally had an indifferent attitude towards this class, feeling dispensable, and his mentality was extremely relaxed.
At this time, seeing everyone sitting in a precarious position, a sacred and solemn aura came to his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little cautious in his heart, and his passion burned in his heart.
It is also a joy of life to be able to compete with such elite students on the same stage and defeat them one by one.
He walked to the back of the lobby, picked up a long blade sheep hair on the desk, lifted his breath and calmed down, thinking about the penmanship that Mr. Tsing Yi had just recited, his heart was empty, and he wrote: "Dapeng rises with the wind and soars up to 90,000 miles in one day!"
Spiritual power flickered and churned in his mind, and he felt that the pen in his hand was like his own fingers, giving birth to flesh and blood, and the delicate and soft pen blades were sliding over the white and smooth rice paper like life.
Inside and outside the lobby, students, gentlemen, bamboo outside the window, the breeze, and the birdsong are all rippling in my heart.
At this moment, he noticed that the fine and perfect drawing technique on weekdays was actually very clumsy, and the reason was that there was a lack of rhythm and aura.
At this moment, Su Chen felt that the pen in his hand became light and free, and an indescribable charm was born from the pen.
For no reason, he knew that if he drew the talisman again at this time, the spirit talisman drawn would definitely be much stronger than before.
It was idealistic, but he knew it wasn't an illusion.
Because anything can deceive people, but spiritual power will not deceive people.
At this moment, Su Chen's spiritual power quietly broke through 2.8, and it had the color of life like a bud breaking through the snow.
"It's really unthinkable that in someone else's class, you can unexpectedly get the most out of it. After Su Chen finished writing, he threw the pen, chuckled, and turned around and walked out of the lobby.
Calligraphy, I know, traditional, I also remembered, this class can be regarded as a graduate, and the next thing is to go to other classes to see......
Rise and go, he is so willful.
This is the privilege that Principal Liu Ruyan gave him as a transfer student, and it is not in vain.
Hearing a crisp sound of "pop", the middle-aged scholar's voice became extremely annoyed......
"Sure enough, it's a transfer student, I really don't know how to learn, and I threw away the pen after writing, do you think you are a master of calligraphy in ancient times?
After three steps and two steps, the middle-aged gentleman walked to the back row and picked up the pen on the ground, put it on the pen stand, and tore off the paper on which he had written on the table.
I thought that the kid surnamed Su was making trouble in class, he must be writing nonsense.
I heard from the director of education that this new young man dropped out of high school and worked part-time, which can be called a sentence without a penny.
As soon as he picked up the rice paper, the middle-aged gentleman's hand froze......
With a "huh", he froze in place, his eyes shining brightly.
"This painting, this structure and discipline, wonderful, wonderful to the peak, like an antelope hanging horns, no trace to be found, light as a flying feather, but as heavy as a western mountain. β
The gentleman muttered to himself, and his voice became louder and louder, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
The more the students heard him speak, the more exaggerated they became, and they all gathered around to see what kind of calligraphy Mr. Debi Mo had so highly praised.
"Ah, look! β
A girl screamed.
Everyone was shocked, and they all looked at the desk.
Just then, a gust of wind blew......
The thin bench was spilled with sawdust, and the finely crushed powder flowed down like running water.
Then, the desktop showed a knife and axe-like imprint, which was the sentence "Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles!"
The spirit of this poem is very grand, but the high and majestic strokes complement the poem, and the words line the poem, and the poem is more beautiful.
I thought what the ancients said was an exaggeration, but it turned out to be true, who was the person who just wrote?"
"Which is three points, more than three inches, just the use of long blades, under the condensation of the penmanship, the table is written through, I suspect that this person's pen power is so strong that it has reached molten gold and iron. β
"Haha, do you think it's a mythical story, and it's still melting gold and iron?" said one of the students, but there was no smile in his eyes, all shocked.
The crowd began to talk about it.
The middle-aged gentleman only came back to his senses at this time......
He can experience more than his students, only feeling that the two lines of poetry are flying and jumping, like a roc about to spread its wings.
A mood of Top Gun jumped on the paper, making people happy and excited.
He raised his head, looked at the deep marks on the table, slowly walked forward, walked with his fingers along the pen, was stunned, and said: "This person is Su Chen, that is, the transfer student who everyone talked about two days ago, Su Chen." β
"It's him ......"
All the freshmen stayed together, and for Su Chen's affairs, there was a lot of turmoil at that time.
Everybody's saying,The school park will go through the back door,Get some transfer students who don't know the so-called,Forced down the grade of Xishan School Parkγ
Whether it is a new student or an old student, they are all attacking and crusading, and they are very indignant.
Now that I think about it, their remarks can only show their ignorance and despicability.
If the masters who can write this kind of calligraphy are not learned, then they are not even illiterate, and they are all idiots.
"It's a pity that even if you are so talented, you still can't pass the big test after all. β
The middle-aged man in green shirt sighed and thought.
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