Sun Hao closed his eyes and stared, it was only a few seconds, but everyone felt that it seemed like a long, long time.

In fact, Sun Hao is not really concentrating, a person like him who has Wang Xizhi's calligraphy skills, where does he need any calming and concentrating, any occasion, as long as the table is not shaking, the brush is not bald, and the words he writes are at least eight points of calligraphy saint level, and it is more than enough to kill a calligraphy master in seconds.

He closed his eyes and stared, in fact, he was communicating with the thief system, giving it instructions to "steal" an ancient poem.

When he got the ancient poem, Sun Hao opened his eyes openly, and did not pause, then stretched out his right hand to pick up the brush, dipped it lightly in the ink, inhaled slightly, and then fell on the paper, "smack" a few times, and soon lifted the pen and stood up straight.

Sun Hao casually put the brush on the pen wash on the desk, and then smiled at the two hosts who were a little stunned, "It's written." ”

"Write...... Written?" The hostess apparently hadn't reacted yet, and asked stupid questions.

Fortunately, the male host was more witty, he immediately turned his head to face the audience, and said with a smile: "Our classmate Sun Hao has completed the calligraphy performance, let's test how his calligraphy level is." ”

The hostess also reacted at this time, and quickly picked up, quipping: "Let's not be able to read the words we write ourselves, and test the uncle's calligraphy level? ”

The male host Ying He said: "Yes, yes, yes, we don't see any reputation as a layman, so it's better to invite a professional to comment and comment!

The hostess raised her little hand and pointed down, and said with a smile: "Isn't Professor Xu Bowen, the old dean of the School of Arts of our school and the current executive vice president of the National Calligraphy Association, sitting in the audience?

"Okay!" the students in the audience also shouted excitedly, and the applause was also very enthusiastic.

As soon as the two hosts met, they invited Xu Bowen to the stage.

Sun Hao also hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and while everyone was not paying attention, he whispered: "Old man, why did you sneak me out if you had nothing to do?

Xu Bowen smiled "hehe" and said: "Stinky boy, don't you want to give you a chance to perform?

It was only a few steps from the side of the stage to the writing desk, and soon arrived, Sun Hao let go of Xu Bowen's arm and stood aside.

The two hosts had already raised the word written by Sun Hao to the audience, Xu Bowen only glanced at it, and found that this cursive script was like a withdrawal from the word that was originally hung in Professor Ma's study.

He was "tsk" admiring here, and the hostess over there couldn't hold her breath and asked, "Professor Xu, how is this calligraphy of my uncle?"

"Uncle, I don't dare to call him that, for fear of calling him old. Xu Bowen laughed, then pointed to the painting, and said, "This is a cursive script, a total of four sentences and twenty-eight characters, with ingenious chapters, and rich artistic beauty within the size." ”

Hearing Xu Bowen start to comment, the audience below pricked up their ears one by one to listen.

"Look at this method again, this method is also very exquisite, the pen is chic and elegant, the gesture is euphemistic and subtle, like flowing water. And every word of this is written beautifully, the bones are delicate, and the dot paintings are sparse and dense. ”

After saying so much in one breath, Xu Bowen exhaled a long breath and said with a solemn expression, "Good words, good words!"

"Professor Xu said that this is a good word, so how good is this word?" the hostess blinked her eyes and suddenly asked.

This is also what many viewers want to ask, yes, you said that this word is a good word, so how good is this word?

Not only the audience below, but also the students watching the live broadcast of the party on the big screen in the small square of the auditorium are also thinking about this problem.

Even the viewers who hid at home and watched the live broadcast of the Beijing TV evening were very curious to know the answer, and they were about to fly into the sky, so how good is the words of this student boy?

The fat girl Li Yu who was sitting on the second floor had a dark face at this time, and she felt that her already fat face seemed to be fatter.

I was slapped in the face!

How could this bastard's calligraphy be so good? Besides, why did Professor Xu pry this bastard's stinky feet so bitterly?

Although Li Yu is a little mean, a little selfish, and a little cautious, she still has advantages, that is, good is good, bad is bad.

For example, she knows a little bit about calligraphy, because she can tell whether Sun Hao's handwriting is good or bad, at least she can't write such beautiful calligraphy.

The female classmate sitting next to her had long forgotten what Li Yu had said before, but Li Yu always felt that she was secretly laughing at herself in her heart, she endured it and endured it, and finally she couldn't hold back, and put her mouth to the classmate's ear again, and whispered: "This professor, it is estimated that he is also a nursery!"

"Professor Xu is a nursery?" the female classmate was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "You think too much, don't you? Professor Xu is guilty of using his lifelong reputation to do this kind of thing? This is a live TV broadcast, and I don't know how many people who are proficient in calligraphy are sitting in front of the TV!"

Li Yu's face turned red all of a sudden, and she said hatefully: "Look at it, this bastard's words are just like that, Professor Xu said this because he didn't want to refute his face!"

The female classmate pursed her lips and ignored her.

Qian Juan on the other side was also thinking like this, but she didn't tell anyone else, she secretly laughed in her heart: "This hostess is also a wonderful person, she actually asked how good this word is, this Professor Xu is obviously a nursery, she didn't even see it! Now it's okay, this bastard Sun Hao is going to be slapped in the face, hahahaha!"

"How good is that?"

Professor Xu was also stunned for a moment, to be honest, whether this word is good or not is actually a very subjective comment, but if you want to ask how good this word is, then you need a standard to measure, how can you say this?

said that Sun Hao's character is better than the character of anyone in the association?

Professor Xu himself is not afraid, he is the executive vice president of the association, even if he offends the president, he will not be afraid, but if he says this, he may cause trouble for Sun Hao!

Others can't do anything about him, it doesn't mean that others can't do anything about Sun Hao!

Thinking of this, Professor Xu's brows furrowed, "How do you want me to answer this question?"