"This writing orchid pays attention to penmanship. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is smooth and smooth, the press is appropriate, the transition is natural, and the orchid leaves are thriving, so there will be aura.

"It is necessary to use the pen to be clear and cheerful, and the pen and ink are harmonious and rhythmic.

"There should be a circle in the square, a square in the circle, and both square and round, just like Su Shi said, 'strong and graceful, dignified and fluent.'

"One stroke is like a crescent moon, two strokes are handed over to the phoenix eye, and three strokes are broken phoenix eyes, a simple beginning, but it is not simple.

"Flower pitching, positive and negative, including ......"

Zhen Xingxing saw it, a cluster of orchids jumped on the paper, full of vitality, and the flowers stretched arbitrarily, and seemed to be still trembling in the wind, which made people look very happy.

After Mr. Lan finished painting, the whole person was very happy.

Zhen Xingxing first praised him, and then made suggestions like an old friend.

"I have a good idea, it's a joy to see my husband today, why don't we finish this painting together!"

Mr. Lan didn't care.

If her painting is auctioned, I am afraid that the price is sky-high, but for her, it can be obtained at any time.

Her literati temperament is often puzzled by people who think she has an eccentric temper, but in fact, she is the simplest person.

The friendship between literati and the dialogue through painting is more important than the painting itself.

Painting is not about creating goods, but about cultivating temperament.

If it is measured purely by money, it will be inferior.

"Great idea! Look at the orchid I painted, thriving, like you? ”

"Then let me see, this surface is a bit small, I'll add a thin bamboo branch! I'll just draw you, draw a snow bamboo, what do you think? ”

The old gentleman didn't care about her pen strength, just stood to the side and watched her bring a stool to cushion her feet.

Subsequently, I saw her controlling the brush, and the pen was fast and free.

Soon, a flexible but delicate bamboo branch jumped onto the paper.

As she renders the bamboo leaves, the thick snow is pressed down, and the bamboo branches hang low but show a strong tension, and they want to bounce up unyieldingly.

Don't admit defeat, even if you're old, don't admit defeat, isn't it just like her?

Looking at it again, the oblique bamboo on the right blocks the wind and snow, and the orchid in the lower left corner grows arbitrarily, doesn't it also indicate the relationship between the seniors and the younger generations?

Lan Su sighed, with mixed feelings.

Looking at this powerful and old-fashioned bamboo, she suddenly lost the mood to conquer her and let her ask herself to be a husband.

"Sir, you're right, you like to write orchids, and you paint bamboos angrily, and the younger generation wants to follow you to learn to paint orchids, I wonder if you are willing to give you some advice?"

Zhen Xingxing is in a happy mood today and is in a relaxed mood. In this era, she really has never met such a deed.

The pride in Lan Su's heart rose again, yes, she has a lot of experience in painting bamboo, she can be described as a genius, she can capture the charm of bamboo at a young age, but painting orchid may not be good!

Merely......

"Girl! You're too young to know the value of focus. You are very good at drawing bamboo, and if you draw orchid, you may waste your talent. You don't need Mr. Enlightenment now, they all say that the master leads the way in, and the cultivation is personal. We can meet more in the future. Like today, it is the most enjoyable to meet friends with paintings! ”

In fact, Zhen Xingxing really doesn't want any husband, I want her to paint for a thousand or two thousand years, and now there are so many things to do, where is the patience to take calligraphy and painting classes every day?

What she wants is just such a year-old friend!

"It's still my husband's long-term vision, so I decided to give this painting to him. I'll see, it's good to write something. ”

Lan Su smiled dumbly, look at this guy, the two of them painted, she gave it away, she contributed in vain, and she also gave her a good name, what a little fox!

However, Lan Su didn't think it was angry, but was even more happy, she liked this kind of aura very much.

Seeing Zhen Xingxing pick up the pen and write again, she finally saw the difference in how she used the pen. I've been staring at the screen before, but I didn't even notice it!

"No wonder you're not physically limited and have a lot of pen power, how did you come up with that? Nothing short of genius! ”

After writing the inscription, Zhen Xingxing picked up his seal casually and stamped it with his hand. Then set aside to dry.

"Well, look at it, that's how you learned it."

Zhen Xingxing is really happy today. Control your mental strength, pick up a four-pole small pen, lay out the paper, and start writing.

A row of four rows, exactly the same hairpin flowers.

"Well, that's it, you can complete your homework quickly! My husband taught me to write, and I had to write every day. I figured out how to be lazy. Don't tell anyone about the lazy little recipe! ”

Recently, her Mr. Guwen has indeed often given her homework.

Lan Su Dale, this kind of secret recipe, it is not easy for others to practice it, what is there to say?

When she said goodbye and left satisfied, she went home and looked at the painting, how she looked at it, how she loved it, found out her own seal and printed it, and then personally found an old friend to frame it for her.

So the whole calligraphy and painting circle knew that Lao Lan got a painting, and as if she loved something, they all flocked to see her orchid bamboo picture!

Mr. Lan is also childish, and in the end he hung directly in the living room, and everyone in the family can see it at first sight.

Zheng Daxian is envious and jealous to the extreme, his works, it is rare to meet the master nodding, look at this little girl, the master directly hung up her paintings!

Although he finally comforted himself that this was a joint painting, and it was not painted by Zhen Xingxing alone, he was still greatly stimulated, and he twisted the ears of his disciples and grandchildren every day.

Zheng Daxian's move caused the little apprentice Sun Wow to cry again, and he hated Zhen Happy even more in his heart, just like his father, he secretly became a sunspot for Zhen Xingxing.

It's a really bad debt, it's not clear.

Zhen Xingxing didn't know about this stubble, and he didn't care.

Because Lan Su was very face-saving, the elders in the family agreed with her opinion, and no longer always pondered asking her to ask for a calligraphy and painting gentleman, leaving her time to practice well.

Now that she has solved a potential trouble, she can finally cultivate with peace of mind.

That night, taking advantage of the mastery of his mind, Zhen Xingxing took out a bottle of Pulse Nourishing Pill, carefully read the exercises of the first layer of Qi refining in the "Recipe for Longevity", and began to try to cultivate.

Although it has only been more than 20 days, too many things have happened, and for Zhen Xingxing, there is a feeling of being in a different world.

After these days of research, Zhen Xingxing found that in the process of cultivating abilities, the most important thing for people is the cultivation of spiritual power.

Why?

Because people's approach is crude and direct. It is to use spiritual power to weave a net, snare free ability particles, subdue them, and then drag them into the body, run according to the route explored by the individual, domesticate, and finally put the domesticated particles into the dantian.

It's like hunting, subduing ferocious beasts, then dragging them home and raising them, and over time, domesticating them into domestic beasts.

However, the cultivation of spiritual power is different.