Murong Qing stood on the field of the competition, walking around, looking here, looking there, he was wearing an officer uniform, and it was really difficult for others to expel him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Oh my God, Xiao Mo'er, you've met an opponent!"

During the ink painting competition, he watched the works of all the contestants on the field in advance, and then came back and said to the ink painting that he still worked on.

"I never said I was the best in the world! Even genius is not the only one, it is normal to meet opponents, and it is strange if there is none! ”

Ink has a good mentality, and he was not frightened by Murong Qing's words at all, but he wrote like a god.

"Words, hearts also; Books, hearts too. "Calligraphy is not only the handwriting of a person's heart, but also the spirit of the times.

Therefore, ink painting has always been very rigorous and serious about calligraphy, and after saying this to Murong Qing, she buried her head in continuing her works.

When the time came, the contestants quickly exited the venue and waited for the judges' referee.

After Ink Ink withdrew from the competition venue and returned to his position, Lin Fangfang, who had always been more steady, took Ink Ink's hand and asked with some concern: "Ink Ink, how is it?" Did you write about the swallow script you created today? ”

The best thing in ink is Yanshu, which was created by a calligrapher surnamed Ma in the previous life. But after Ink was reborn, when she went to find this person, this person did not exist, so Ink did not hesitate to turn the font he created into her own.

Traditional calligraphy, into the pen to hide the front, the pen back to the front. Swallow calligraphy, when the pen is hooked like gold, the front is exposed; When he closed the pen, Marriott was angry and sharp like a sword.

Yanshu style fuses line, grass and truth into one furnace, sums up the simple writing of the radicals of thousands of Chinese characters and various fonts, and imitates and draws on the dynamic beauty of willow leaves and bamboo leaves in light and swaying from the overall characteristics of the glyphs, and finally comes into its own.

Therefore, when Lin Yizhi first discovered that ink painting was so young, calligraphy was self-contained!

At this time, the judges on the stage all looked shocked and surprised after seeing the works handed in by the ink.

Of course, Lin Yizhi is an exception, after all, he has a good show, and he directed it.

"How? The people I brought are amazing, aren't they?! ”

Lin Yizhi was triumphant, his expression was too embarrassing, and the others couldn't stand it.

But you have to be patient, even for such a genius font, Lin Yizhi should continue to be proud. This is the sentiment shared by the other two judges.

"Oh my God, Lao Lin, what kind of font did the little girl you brought here write? How did I find out I didn't know each other?! After a long time, Wang Yangcai asked.

Without waiting for Lin Yizhi to speak, he continued: "There are fonts in this world that I don't even recognize? That's amazing! This should be your own font, right?! This handwriting has both the taste of calligraphy and cursive, and the clarity of willow calligraphy, and this is not only a calligraphy work, but also a painting work! ”

Zeng Kuiquan also answered: "This font is similar to the ancient plum blossom style!" Does it have a name? ”

Lin Yizhi heard that the two friends admired the self-created font of ink so much, and he was so proud, "Hahaha, 'This font has a name, and the ink calls it swallow calligraphy!'" What do you think? Nice name, right? Appropriate, right? ”

"Swallow calligraphy?" Zeng Kuiquan muttered carefully in his mouth, nodded approvingly: "Okay! Very good! Couldn't be more suitable! This type of font has a tendency to create a new genre in the world of calligraphy! ”

"Isn't that great? At a young age, she created her own one, and this time, not to mention being the champion of this calligraphy competition, even the previous competitions are not as good as her! ”

As soon as Lin Yizhi's words came out, the other two were silent for a moment and acquiesced.

"Old man Lin, why don't you ask Ink to come over, and I'll take a closer look at the existence of geniuses! I really can't believe that this girl is so powerful, at a young age, her achievements in the calligraphy world are more powerful than those of us who have lived for most of our lives, I feel envious and jealous when I think about it! ”

Wang Yang was still a little incredulous, so he wanted to let the ink show on the spot again. But it's hard to say clearly, so you can only let people come over first.

After a while, the ink came fluttering, and Murong Qing followed closely.

"Grandpa Lin, are you looking for me?" Ink looked curious, did these three people encounter something difficult?

"Ink, these two people don't believe that your font was created by you, or you will show it off again in front of them, so that they can be convinced?!"

Lin Yizhi is not a stupid person, he can hear the meaning of the two of them, if ink wants to win the championship justifiably, he has to show his strength!

"No problem! But in front of so many people? ”

Ink feels that her whole person has no dead ends at 360 degrees, and she is really unbearable to be stared at by so many people.

"Don't dare?" Zeng Kuiquan raised his thick eyebrows.

"Not really, it's just, it's just a little uncomfortable. However, don't worry, three judges, I will concentrate on calligraphy, when the people below are all wooden people! ”

"Wooden people? Yes, very good, you girl is interesting, I like it! "Wang Yang likes the honesty of ink and ink, as well as small bad ideas.

With the help of Murong Qing, it didn't take long for Ink to adjust his mentality, settle down, and devote himself to the world of calligraphy.

As a reborn person, seeing that the new font that should have come out did not appear, Ink came forward, she really didn't want such a beautiful and beautiful font as Yan Shuti to not be known to everyone.

With this in mind, Shui Mo has a complete soft spot for Yanti calligraphy. At this time, Ink Wash's thoughts were empty, and all the people and things around her had nothing to do with her, only the words like flying swallows and bamboos in the pen.

In order to convince the three judges, the ink directly operated the aura in the body when the pen was lifted, so that the aura once again entered the rice paper through the brush.

Suddenly, everyone found that ink painting may be unconventional, and the words written are actually more agile than the work at the time of the competition!

"Oh my God, Ink, you're really a genius!" Zeng Kuiquan picked up the new work of ink painting and was full of praise.

"Ink, are you really only sixteen?" Wang Yang asked sadly, he was particularly concerned about the age of the ink.

"Not sixteen!" Ink's words raised Wang Yang's depressed mood a little, "My birthday is autumn, and now it's winter, I must be a year older, and now I should be seventeen years old!" ”

"Knock-" Wang Yang actually fell directly in front of the ink, and fell on the soft grass, unwilling to get up for a long time.

"Teacher Wang, what's wrong with you? Could it be that an old illness has flare-up? "Murong Qing can't see that this old man is relying on the old and selling the old, and he is bullying the good nature of ink in front of so many people!

"Knock-" Wang Yang, who had just gotten up, fell down again after hearing Murong Qing's words similar to a curse.