The days flew by, more than a week passed in a blink of an eye, and it seemed that the end of the year was approaching. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

These days, Zhu Yan has not only made a major breakthrough in his practice, but also flipped through all the books he was interested in in the school library, and practiced calligraphy with a brush more and more proficiently. In addition to the traditional Liuti, Yanti, and Outi, he also took the copies of some contemporary masters in the library.

The most practiced is naturally the book stickers of Yan and Liu.

The face body is solemn and majestic, the pen is light and vertical, and the pen is strong and thick; It is dense above the structure, and it is round in the square. The vertical pen is slightly arced to the middle, rigid and soft, full of elasticity, and the stroke is heavy, and the force is enough to be in the center, which has a kind of grandiose and mellow beauty. The bottom end of the form

The willow body not only has some characteristics of the face body, but also dissolves its own novelty, avoids the horizontal and vertical thick posture, and takes the balance of thin and hard, the dot painting is crisp and beautiful, and the bone strength is strong.

Relatively speaking, Zhu Yan likes more faces, but there are innovations. In addition to the strength of his pen and the square structure, his writing also has exquisite details and smart brushwork. Just like the precision computer-controlled embroidery, every detail of his characters is extremely exquisite, and then integrated into the smart brushwork, as if giving life to each word.

Zhu Yan didn't know that if he only talked about the fineness of his brushwork and details, his handwriting was even better than that of the most famous calligraphers of our time. In fact, every detail can be grasped so exquisitely, maybe he can do it alone, who can have such a strong sense of perception as him? Practitioners may have, but how can they spend time practicing this worldly calligraphy?

Only Zhu Yan did practice, and he practiced very hard. He was so poor that he learned with great enthusiasm as long as it was a skill that could be used to earn a living.

Time is busy with study, and before I know it, it is the twenty-second day of the lunar month. On this day, Mr. Chen came as promised, he wore a black cotton jacket, and bought a white down sweater for Zhu Yan, after all, the weather was already very cold.

Zhu Yan didn't have much to bring, except for the old clothes that he washed and changed, a few books and the four treasures of the study that Teacher Chen gave him. The third aunt next door brought him a big bag of dried sweet potatoes and a fat duck yesterday, saying that they were not sold last time, and they happened to be gifts for Mr. Chen's family.

After nearly an hour of bumpy rides on the road from Sanshan Township to Luoyan County, Zhu Yan and the others finally arrived home before lunch, while Mrs. Fang and Chen Lan were already waiting at the door.

Mr. Chen's family is in the old city, but he has not yet been stained with the light of the old city renovation, and still lives in the old courtyard house. The house is old, but spacious, with two bedrooms, a living and dining room and a small study. A temporary bed was set up in the small study, and it became Zhu Yan's new bedroom.

The enthusiasm of Mr. Chen's family really touched Zhu Yan, and he seemed to have regained the feeling of home after a long absence.

"It's a good day to have a home!" He thought of his mother, and couldn't help but let out a sad sigh in his heart.

Maybe there is really telepathy, Mr. Chen and his wife seem to have captured Zhu Yan's heart at once. They asked Zhu Yan on the spot, would they like to recognize them as godfathers and godmothers?

"Mom, Dad!" Zhu Yan said almost with tears in his eyes, since his mother died, he has never tasted the taste of father's love and mother's love, how he hopes that he can have a complete home like ordinary people!

Teacher Chen and his wife hurriedly responded, and they liked Zhu Yan from the bottom of their hearts. Chen Lan, who was coming in from outside, also rushed over when she heard the sound, and she shouted as she walked: "It's okay now, I have a younger brother." Hey, I'm a sister! I'm a sister! ”

The room was immediately filled with a festive atmosphere, and from this moment on, Zhu Yan knew that he would never be lonely in his future life. He secretly swore that he must treat this family as if it were his own, and that he would never forget the kindness of this family for the rest of his life.

After lunch, Mr. Chen casually asked Zhu Yan what his plans were next. When Zhu Yan said that he wanted to buy some paper and ink materials to write the Spring Festival couplets for sale, Mr. Chen's mouth opened wide in surprise, he clearly remembered that Zhu Yan had only practiced calligraphy for more than a year, and he had taught Zhu Yan how to hold a pen in the first year of junior high school. For the average person, a year of diligent pen practice is just a little bit of the framework of the word.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you right away! But can you show your godfather a hand first, so that your father and I will be happy. Teacher Chen didn't discourage him, but said with a smile.

"Alright! These days, I'm just working behind closed doors, and I don't know how I can write. If you don't write well, please don't laugh at me, I will definitely practice again. Zhu Yan said with some embarrassment.

Hearing that Zhu Yan was going to show off the brush calligraphy he had just learned, Mrs. Fang and Chen Lan also came around. Mrs. Fang sorted out the clutter on the desk, while Chen Lan brought pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and started grinding ink for Zhu Yan.

In a few moments, all the preparations were made. I saw Zhu Yan close his eyes, think for a moment, and then pick up the brush and work the rice paper.

Seeing the powerful and vivid characters presented on the rice paper, Mr. Chen was completely shocked and speechless. Where is this written by a junior high school student who has only practiced calligraphy for more than ten days? Even the most famous calligraphy of our time, I am afraid that it is difficult to distinguish between these characters!

Mr. Chen himself has practiced calligraphy for more than ten years, and he is also a recognized calligraphy expert in school, but he never thinks he can write such good characters. This word has the characteristics of the square and powerful face body, and also has the balance and sharpness of the willow body, and what is even more rare is that every pen peak is so accurate and natural, no matter how you look at it, there are decades of skill cultivation. If you can't write Spring Festival couplets with such words, then there is really no word in the world that can be on Spring Festival couplets.

Teacher Chen, they really can't imagine why Zhu Yan's calligraphy has improved so much in less than a year? Coupled with the previous bewitching results, this Zhu Yan is indeed becoming more and more unclear. How did they know that the root cause of the huge change in Zhu Yan turned out to be the unexpected high fever and impact.

"Zhu Yan, what happened to you? First of all, my memory suddenly improved surprisingly, and now you have become a great calligrapher in only ten days, what secrets do you have? Without waiting for Teacher Chen to ask next, Chen Lan couldn't wait to interrogate Zhu Yan.

Seeing that Zhu Yan could memorize six or seven books a day, she really thought that Zhu Yan was born a prodigy with superior intelligence, and kept it a secret for Zhu Yan! Now, she can be sure that this is not just a matter of prodigies or not prodigies, and it is impossible for prodigies to become calligraphers in this short period of time, there must be something strange in this.

Zhu Yan didn't intend to hide it from Teacher Chen, who treated him like family, so he hesitated a little and then told the story as it was. Now, I really stunned Mr. Chen and his wife, how can there be such a thing in this world? Is there really a so-called third eye on a person's body?

Looking at Chen Lan again, she looked like she was fascinated and fascinated, it seemed that as long as she also had such a high fever, and by the way, she would become as amazing as Zhu Yan.