The ability of soul crystallization learning has a great feature, that is, as long as it is triggered, it can be used at any time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

These triggered abilities have become a part of Xia Yu, and as long as he has a thought, he can show it.

At this moment, as Xia Yu's pen kept moving, lines of extraordinary cursive script jumped onto the paper.

Coherent.

The pen in Xia Yu's hand moved, and when he stopped again, he had already written a text, which was still the last early moon post, but the cursive writing written with a brush was more imposing, integrated, and endless.

"Good, good, good!" Boss Nie Xiuyuan said three good words in a row, which showed the excitement in his heart.

"Sure enough, it is still the brush that can show the unique temperament of cursive writing!"

"Yes, it's also the first moon post, but now it can be called real calligraphy!"

The three old men began to talk nonsense.

Xia Yu was just about to put down the pen, but he felt the passion in his heart, he casually pulled out another piece of paper, dipped it in ink, and waved it again.

The pen starts, the pen stops.

Start and stop again.

The paper was changed and changed.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Yu's hands and legs were numb, and he finally stopped. When Xia Yu saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

I saw that many customers came to the calligraphy and painting shop at some point, and they gathered together in twos and threes, discussing a lot of white paper.

Xia Yu's eyes fell on those white papers, and found that they were all cursive with ink not dry, cursive writing he wrote!

Xia Yu was surprised, he didn't have much impression of the scene just now, he only remembered that he seemed to have written a lot of words.

"Xiao Xia, you are amazing, you triggered the state of 'forgetting things' at a young age, and wrote so many works in one go!" Yan Lao came up and said after seeing Xia Yu stop writing.

"What are the 'forgetfulness' states you are talking about?" Xia Yu asked in surprise.

Yan Lao Fusu said: "To put it simply, it is a certain moment when the creator feels that his mind is particularly active, forgetting everything around him and completely focusing on creation. It's the ideal that many artists dream of, but only a few people can experience that special feeling. ”

Xia Yu's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that this so-called "forgetting things" state was the easiest way for artists such as calligraphy and painting to improve their soul level!

At this time, Xia Yu thought of the scene of "seeing" Saitama Sensei to perform a punch last night, which should be another form of forgetfulness.

Whether it is the forgetfulness of artistic creation or the forgetfulness of martial arts, it has great benefits for the improvement of the soul level.

It's just that such a state of "forgetting things" is very difficult to encounter.

Xia Yu did have shit luck, and this state was triggered when he was practicing martial arts and writing calligraphy.

At this moment, Xia Yu is very tired physically because of the long time of splashing ink, but his spirit is extremely strong, which is just the opposite of last night's situation.

When Xia Yu was thinking about it, Nie Xiuyuan, the owner of the calligraphy and painting shop, came over and said, "Xiao Xia, you have written all the cursive "Seventeen Posts" in one go! ”

The so-called "Seventeen Posts" is Wang Xizhi's cursive masterpiece, named after the word "seventeen" at the frontispiece, with a total of 27 articles. Wang Xizhi's cursive writing is elegant and peaceful, not too aggressive, not as wild and strange as ordinary cursive, which is in line with the Chinese aesthetic level of neutrality.

Xia Yu has won the essence of Wang Xizhi's cursive writing, which is almost exactly the same as the original handwriting, so it will make many calligraphy lovers flock to it.

Hearing Boss Nie's proposal, Xia Yu shook his head and was about to speak, but Boss Nie was anxious first, and said, "Xiao Xia, don't worry, all the people present are people who love calligraphy, and you will definitely not suffer in terms of price." ”

Xia Yu knew that Boss Nie had misunderstood what he meant, so he smiled and waved his hand and said, "Elder Nie, I mean there is no need for auction, whoever wants to like it can take it." ”

"Really for nothing?" asked Boss Nie with a shocked expression.

Xia Yu smiled and nodded, he now has a huge amount of money, where can he see these small money.

As soon as they heard Xia Yu say that they wanted to give it away for free, the people around them immediately shouted loudly like crazy, but they cautiously began to scramble for those words in their hands, even elegant people like Yan Lao and Nie Lao were not exempt from vulgarity.

"This one is mine, whoever wants to rob me, I'm in a hurry with him!" an old man shouted domineeringly.

"Old Wu, although you are a senior, I can't let you!" a young man next to him shouted not to be outdone.

An old man and a young man argued, but they didn't dare to pull hard in their hands, for fear of ruining the words.

The same situation can be seen everywhere in calligraphy and painting shops, and the originally elegant calligraphy and painting shops are like vegetable markets, messy.

Xia Yu shook his head when he saw it, and pushed the door backwards, wanting to slip away quietly, so as not to be caught by Yan Lao and them as a strong man after a while, forcing him to continue writing.

Who knows, Xia Yu stepped back, but happened to bump into a soft delicate body.

"Oops!" exclaimed a voice as brittle as a silver bell.

Xia Yu turned his head to look, and happened to see a cute girl with big eyes and short hair with her ears, holding a mobile phone in her hand, and falling backwards on her back.

There are three floors of stairs in front of the calligraphy and painting shop, and although it is not very high, if the girl falls like this, she may be injured!

At the moment of emergency, Xia Yu rushed forward with an arrow step, hugged the girl's waist with one hand, and the girl's delicate figure crossed an arc in the air, and was placed firmly at the door by Xia Yu.

"Are you alright?" Xia Yu asked the girl.

After the short-haired girl was frightened, she saw Xia Yu coming over, and she couldn't help but raise a foot and step on his instep, and said angrily: "Don't you walk with long eyes?"

Xia Yu looked at the mobile phone in the girl's hand and guessed that she was probably looking down at the phone, so she collided with herself who slipped out of the door backwards.

Although the girl is also responsible, Xia Yu still plans to calm things down.

When Xia Yu was about to apologize, a burly young man came over and asked the girl, "Xiao Lin, what happened just now? Did he hug you?"

Hearing the young man's words, Xia Yu suddenly had a black line, this is a routine, right?

When the short-haired girl saw the young man, her face was overjoyed, and she pointed at Xia Yu and shouted: "Yes, he not only hugged me, but also took the opportunity to grab my ass! Cheng Fei, if you really like me, beat him up for me!"

"Dude, calm down, I believe that with your IQ, such a lie will not deceive you. Xia Yu said with a sincere face.

The young man named Cheng Fei didn't pay attention to Xia Yu's words at all, pulled away the sportswear, exposed his chest muscles, and kept shaking.

Seeing Cheng Fei's show-off behavior like a peacock, Xia Yu burst out laughing and shook his head speechlessly.

"Dare to laugh at me, look for death!" The young man was still proud, but Xia Yu's smile made him feel as if he had been insulted, and he shouted violently, and a volley kick hit Xia Yu's chest and abdomen.

Cheng Fei's volley kick is decent, and he has obviously practiced it.

Xia Yu hadn't fallen enough to be like a young man who hadn't dried up, he looked at Cheng Fei's volley kick, and when the attack reached his eyes, he easily retreated backwards, just avoiding this kick.

Cheng Fei fell short, staggered to stabilize his body, and his face was pale.

At this time, the girl was completely unwilling to be a melon-eating audience, and said sneeringly: "Cheng Fei, at your level, you still dare to claim to be a taekwondo master?"

As soon as the girl said this, Xia Yu and Cheng Fei's faces changed at the same time.