Chapter 12 Words

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A stationery store.

"Boss, do you have a brush, ink and rice paper?"

"Yes, what do you want?"

"The brush should be wolf-haired, the rice paper should be slashed, and the ink should be a pavilion."

"Okay, I'll put it up for you."

Carrying things out of the store, Xu Qing was a little worried in his heart, and this went for a small amount of money.

These days, the cost is a bit big.

Buying seeds, turtles, orchids, stationery, more or less went to the big hundreds.

Naturally, it is nothing to others, but for Xu Qing, although it has not hurt his muscles and bones, it is not a lot.

He is a poor student, he is still a rag, and his monthly income, except for food, can be left is limited, and now, he is not stretched, but the pressure is a little.

Although there is a big killer weapon like space, the output in it will definitely be good, but it will not be a month later.

Besides, there will be a sales problem at that time.

Far water can't quench the thirst of the near.

Now he can't even afford to buy some decent four treasures of the study, incense or something, which is even more affordable for the rich.

The wealth and the law, the legendary four major pieces of cultivation, he has the law and the land, but as a hard single dog, the most important wealth and couple, but he has not seen a shadow.

Thinking about it like this, Xu Qing came back to his senses.

This routine is not right, according to my template, after the adventure, should not be immediately awesome, on the treasure can be distinguished, gambling on stones, gambling on jade, gambling on auctions, under can cure all kinds of diseases, heal people, heal trees, heal pets, just go out, can you save an old man with a big background?

Once you have an adventure, what about wealth and nobility?

After thinking about it for a long time, Xu Qing came to a conclusion: I may have gotten a fake adventure.

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Back in the dormitory, the three of them expressed concern about what Xu Qing was doing.

"What is this, big and small." Ou Hai was a little curious.

"Brush, rice paper, ink."

Xu Qing took out the things one by one and put them on the table.

"You want to practice calligraphy?" Ou Hai looked at it and said casually.

"Hmm."

"It's rare, what stimulated you?" Ou Hai is really curious now.

Mo Zilu and Han Ming also surrounded him.

"Transgendered?"

"Broken out?"

“……”

Xu Qing was speechless, the dog's mouth couldn't spit out ivory, besides, are these things necessarily related?

"What's so surprising about practicing Chinese characters, this is traditional Chinese studies, as a student of the Chinese department, isn't it normal to work hard to inherit traditional culture?"

"It's not normal to put it on you!" The three of them said in unison.

"The whole Chinese department is the least qualified for you to say this, and your lazy energy can be famous to the school leaders."

"Not bad!"

"That's it!"

Xu Qing: "......"

Are these three goods talking about cross talk, and their attitudes are so unified.

Too lazy to pay attention to the three bastards, Xu Qing first poured some hot water from the kettle, went to the balcony to wash the pen, came back and spread out the rice paper on the table, pressed it, and finally poured some ink out.

"You're too perfunctory." Looking at Xu Qing's actions that he couldn't even say amateurish, Han Ming really hurt.

Xu Qing didn't refute, the last time he wrote calligraphy was when he was in the fourth grade of primary school, and it would be good to remember this thing.

"Huh! Your rice paper is a raw xuan. Mo Zilu suddenly noticed something.

According to the production process, rice paper is divided into three kinds of cooked Xuan, semi-cooked Xuan and raw Xuan, each of which has its own characteristics and is different.

Among them, Shengxuan is easy to render, strong water absorption, a little careless, there will be flaws, non-calligraphy and painting masters are difficult to control, beginners generally do not use it.

"Do you write well?" Han Ming changed his mind a little again.

"My former teacher said it was good."

After thinking for a while, Xu Qing nodded, but he didn't say that it was a third-grade Chinese teacher.

Everything is ready, Xu Qing is about to start practicing calligraphy.

The three watched with interest as they discussed in a low voice.

"Strange, this guy also has a hard day."

"I think I must have been stimulated by something."

"Okay, no."

"No, I'm going to take a photo and post this scene to the class group, it will definitely surprise a group of people."

"Send me a copy of the photo by the way."

"Me too."

Xu Qing turned a deaf ear, just adjusted his breathing, slowly calmed down his breath, and calmed his heart.

Regarding the method of writing and quieting, there is a detailed description of the method in the "Food and Gas Law".

The first is the body. When sitting upright, the posture should be exquisite, simply put, the head should be straight, the shoulders should be flat, the body should be straight, the arms should be open, and the feet should be safe.

The head should be straight, the shoulders should be horizontal, the body should be in a line, the arms should be stretched, and the feet should be placed well, so that the body can be stable, not crooked or slanted.

Only when you are upright can you be safe.

Then there is Shouyi. When you are behind you, and your body is stable, you should collect your mind, calm your thoughts, keep a little emptiness, focus all your attention on the tip of the pen, and feel the meaning.

Keep your mind and calm your mind.

After Xu Qingzheng kept his mind, the three goods were a little shocked, this posture seems to be a little unusual, is it really a master?

Xu Qing moved, grabbed the pen, dipped the ink, lifted the pen, put down the pen, and the action was done in one go, which was quite a bit of a flowing water.

The three friends were all attracted, staring at the paper to see what he could write.

Xu Qing's movements were very slow and steady, the pen fell on the paper, and a trace of ink seeped into the paper, causing the faint to be faint, as if it was not scattered, it was about to be blurred around, and it seemed to be restrained by some force.

A little bit of heart is pinned on the tip of the pen, Xu Qingxin walks with the pen, carefully feeling the changes, the texture of the rice paper, the size of the nib, and the infiltration of the ink are all clearly reflected in the heart.

It was a strange feeling, and he couldn't help but be intoxicated.

Although he was practicing calligraphy, Xu Qing did not deliberately pursue the glyphs, but just left the ink on the rice paper at the most appropriate angle according to the fiber texture he felt.

Many people practice calligraphy, and the first one to practice is a Yongzi.

There are two theories in this, one is because this character contains the eight most basic strokes of Chinese characters, called the eight methods of Yongzi.

The other reason is that Yongzi is the most famous "Lanting Collection Preface" by the sage Wang Xizhi, and the first word at the beginning is Yongzi.

Lian Yongzi is not only an experience of the basic strokes of Chinese characters, but also a tribute to the sage of calligraphy.

The first word Xu Qing wrote was also Yongzi.

The word was written very slowly, and with a few strokes, he wrote it for a full minute.

Ou Hai and the three of them were staring all the time, but from the first time Xu Qing wrote the first stroke, their faces began to become strange, and as time went by, they became more and more weird.

“……”

Finally, when Xu Qing finished writing, the three of them all looked at him with disdain.

Ya's cheeky is thick-skinned, and she writes like this, and she dares to say that the words are good?

I saw a Yongzi seeping into the paper, horizontal, vertical, crooked, like a child graffiti.