"You're coming?" Uncle Li was surprised, smiled and gave the pen to Bai Zhou, in the early years, the old man Bai also discussed calligraphy with him, but unfortunately the old man left early, at that time the old man also taught Bai Zhou, and he also saw Bai Zhou write, but this was already six or seven years ago, and then Bai Zhou should be abandoned.

"You're still practicing calligraphy?"

Bai Zhou nodded: "It's just idle to write!" ”

dipped in ink, touched the red paper with his hand, the tip of the pen was about to fall, Bai Zhou was stunned, and turned his head to look at Uncle Li: "What to write?" ”

Uncle Li smiled: "Just write a simple smooth sailing, good every year, all the best!" ”

Bai Zhou nodded, measured it with his hand, and then put down the pen.

Bai Zhou was still quite shy, after all, he was writing calligraphy in public, and he had never done such a thing before.

"Hey, that's the child of the Bai family!"

"Yes! It's a senior year of high school! ”

"Write calligraphy, look at it!"

The people who came here are not young, like Bai Zhou's age, there are basically none, most of them are Bai Zhou's parents' age, or older.

As the saying goes, seeing words is like seeing people, people who write well, inexplicably will give people a good impression, and people who write good brush words, today I really can't find too much, fifty years earlier, or now sixty or seventy years old people, many people write a good brush hand, now......

First because the brush has withdrawn from the classroom, and then now the Internet is popular, let alone writing brush words, even if the pen can write well, there are very few, why?

The keyboard can type, but not write.

I forgot to write a pen!

Bai Zhou began to write, and the eyes of the people who watched began to light up, and slowly, there was something else in their eyes.

"Whew, that's it!"

Bai Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, when he first picked up the pen, his wrist was still a little trembling, but after all, he had the title of calligraphy master, he should be able to be regarded as a calligrapher.

I don't know if I can sell it for a good price, but at his age, and there is no famous teacher to guide him, it is estimated that ten yuan can be sold for the couplet.

Looking up, with a pair of surprised eyes, Bai Zhou was stunned.

"Xiaobai, you ...... word"

Shocked!

Shocked, Li Qihua's expression began to freeze the moment he saw Bai Zhou put down his pen.

He had seen Bai Zhou write calligraphy, but at that time, Bai Zhou's writing was ordinary, and it could even be said to be poor, and the writing was very scattered, not to mention God, and there was no shape.

But now......

This couplet, the black font is like a dragon and snake entwined, with a master's style.

"The first time, the writing was not very good!"

Bai Zhou scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Not so good?" Li Qihua took a deep breath, little guy, you are too modest, Li Qihua himself is a calligraphy lover, he himself has been practicing calligraphy for more than 30 years, and he is still a member of the Provincial Calligraphy Association.

Genius!

"Bai Zhou, write a few more and see!"

Li Qihua hurriedly helped Bai Zhou spread out the paper, and after a while, Bai Zhou wrote several pairs, and the more he wrote, the more he wanted.

"Grass...... Cursive! ”

Li Qihua looked at regular script, cursive script, and line script, each of them, Bai Zhou actually wrote at a detached level.

Although most of the calligraphy fonts are figured out, but there are differences in the details, some people are good at writing regular script, but cursive is not shaped, but this white boat ......

"Bai Zhou, don't write it, I'll have something to say to you in a while!"

Hurriedly asked Bai Zhou to stop, Li Qihua also wrote some, and then distributed the written ones to the neighbors, but he put away all the things Bai Zhou wrote.

"Dad, what's the situation, the word Baizhou...... Isn't it good? ”

"Not bad?" Li Qihua took the pen and ink, looked at Bai Zhou deeply, and then said to his daughter: "His handwriting is better than your father and mine!" ”

"Huh?"

Li Juan opened her small mouth and looked stunned.

What's the situation?

She knew since she was a child that her father was very accomplished in calligraphy, and in her early years, she also won the provincial calligraphy competition.

In fact, when Bai Zhou wrote just now, that demeanor and temperament did make Li Juan a little distracted, and the words in the pen were really good-looking, but her appreciation of calligraphy was relatively low, and she had no talent in this area.

But now......

"I'll go, brother, do you still have this hand?"

Holding Bai Zhou's shoulders, Zhang Qiang's eyes flashed with a different color, why did he never know?

"Well, you can't take it out and look at it!"

Writing calligraphy is not a singing or anything like that, just sing it to others.

Sing......

Bai Zhou was suddenly silent, what if he brushed out his singing skills from the game in the future and suddenly sang well?

After all, everyone knows that he sings badly!

Perhaps, it can be said that I deliberately trained in order to save your lives?

"That's just as well!"

had a good time, and suddenly was pulled by Uncle Li to go back, and Bai Zhou could only follow, and of course Zhang Qiang.

Li Juan's family Baizhou has been here many times, but that was before junior high school, and he didn't come much when he went to high school.

Everyone is in a community, but Bai Zhou is in Area A, and Li Juan's family is in Area B.

"Come on, drink some water to warm up first!"

Aunt Wang poured water and took fruit for Bai Zhou and Zhang Qiang.

Li Qiming took Bai Zhou's writing and read it for a long time, and then pulled Bai Zhou into the study.

"You're writing a few words for me!"

Bai Zhou responded, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced and wrote a few words.

Li Qiming was obviously very happy, he was fascinated, and after a while, he came out and said to Bai Zhou: "Are you interested in developing in this area, I can help you introduce the teacher!" ”

Calligraphy and painting and calligraphy and this kind of thing, or pure literary and artistic things, even if the talent is good, there is a teacher with it, and the result is half the effort, to say that it is cheesy, there is a famous teacher with it, and the words in the future can be sold a little higher.

After all, he is from the Provincial Book Association, and he knows a lot of people in this circle.

Bai Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "I don't need to use this, I'm just a hobby, or study hard and take the university entrance exam!" ”

Li Qiming nodded: "It's not that you want to give up your studies to learn calligraphy, it's just that your talent is very good, and it's very good to take this path!" ”

"Dad, don't you like others to take the hobby route?"

Li Juan was a little dissatisfied, she had told her father earlier that she wanted to take the path of art, but her father refused verbally.

Li Qiming said very seriously: "I am a teacher, but I am very open-minded, I know that all roads lead to Rome, but the general public does only have one way to study, the reason why I don't want you to take the art route is not that you don't like art, but that your talent and qualifications have not reached this level at all!" ”

"But Bai Zhou is different, with his current level, the teacher in the door is definitely rushing to ask for it, as long as he stays up for a few years and mixes in that circle for a while, with his excellent level, he can definitely stand firm!"

The conversation ended quickly, and Li Qiming just asked Bai Zhou about practicing calligraphy, and of course gave Bai Zhou some suggestions, such as telling him if he wanted to take the road of calligraphy.

Bai Zhou agreed, but he left it behind when he went out.

After all, there's so much you can get out of the game.

For example, the right of animal communication......

In the future, he will definitely be an all-round talent, and as for concentrating on learning something, he obviously does not need it.

"Husband, is the word Bai Zhou really good?"

Li Juan's mother asked suspiciously.

"Of course, my vision is still very good, but it's a pity that he doesn't want to, don't say it, this kid is really good, not arrogant or impatient, and he grew up, and now he has a common hobby, if he can be my son-in-law, how good it would be!"

"Dad, what are you talking about, I'm only eighteen years old!"

Li Juan stomped her feet, ran into her room in three or two steps, and closed the door with a bang.