When Uncle Miao really saw the words written by Chen Hua, his eyes showed horror, and he couldn't even say anything for a while.

Over the years, his status in the Chinese calligraphy world has been like a god, and this kind of praise has made his moon hair fluttering.

But, look at it like this today??

There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky!

"Isn't it painful! Every time you look at the reasons for the interest of the people in the past, if you are united, you will not mourn in the text. Can't be said to be nostalgic! “

The words of the frame number are vigorous and powerful, and the words on the paper can only be dead things, but under Chen Hua's pen. These words seem to be given life!

This is the real master!

This is calligraphy.

When Uncle Miao was practicing calligraphy hard, his master taught him that calligraphy should be gradual and not impetuous.

But he was also mortal.

When you become famous, your mentality changes.

The state is gone, and Uncle Miao has never written the same round and natural works as before.

These thoughts. has always been deeply hidden in my heart by Uncle Miao.

But when I saw Chen Hua's words today, the emotions in my heart that had been pressed in the past burst out.

Nowadays, it is impossible for him to write such lifelike words on the page!

And everyone saw Uncle Miao's gaffe. At first, they were a little confused, but when they stepped forward and saw the calligraphy written by Chen Hua??

Astound!

Shutian on the side also saw Chen Hua's words, and his face also changed at this time.

Everyone just wanted to ask, but was interrupted by Uncle Miao's hand.

His eyes were full of what time it was, oh hello.

"Little brother, your calligraphy?? Who did you learn from? “

Chen Hua smiled.

"It doesn't matter who you learn from."

While speaking, a box of matches suddenly appeared in Chen Hua's hand.

Under the gaze of everyone, Chen Hua struck a match.

The flames fell on the rice paper and burst into flames.

Uncle Miao saw Chen Hua's movements, and his face changed slightly.

He had to admit that his handwriting was indeed inferior to Chen Hua.

However, Uncle Miao was puzzled.

The person in front of him looked no more than thirty years old, how could he have such vigorous and powerful pen power?

A moment later. Uncle Miao came back to his senses.

looked at the rice paper that had been burned and disappeared, and hurriedly shouted.

"Extinguish the fire!"

The words were full of haste.

The waiter extinguished the fire, and several people who saw Chen Hua's movements. They are all angry.

Burning the words in front of the master, isn't this mocking Master Uncle Miao?

And Chen Hua's meaning is obvious.

You?? Not worthy of reading my words.

"What do you mean by that? Do you look down on Master Uncle Miao? “

"Burned? I'm telling you, don't think it's okay if it's poorly written! It's not over! “

Facing everyone's tongues, Chen Hua smiled.

Ordinary people are not enough to make Chen Hua move.

Even if these people saw Chen Hua's words, they didn't have that level of appreciation.

Wang Xizhi's words. Not everyone is qualified to see it.

And at this time, a person who had just seen Chen Hua's calligraphy suddenly spoke.

"Actually?? I think he's pretty good at it??"

"Not bad?" The crowd immediately erupted in ridicule, "I see if you should go and check your eyes!" “

"That's right! I also saw his handwriting just now, although it is said that the writing is good, but the distance between him and Master Uncle Miao can still be seen at a glance! “

Seeing that everyone's discussion was becoming more and more intense, Uncle Miao frowned slightly and looked at Chen Hua.

"Little brother, please tell me, who taught you this line of books?"

Uncle's witty words were full of pleading.

And the people who heard his words were also stunned.

I can't believe my ears.

Uncle Miao, Master Miao, actually used this tone to speak to a young man?

Chen Hua smiled faintly.

"I said it before. It doesn't matter who I learn from. “

"The point is, is my handwriting better than yours?"

The faces of the people standing beside Chen Hua changed when they heard this.

Is this young man stupid?

How do you ask such a question?

However, when Uncle Miao heard these two words, he showed a look of awakening.

"yes?? Yes, it doesn't matter who you learn from, the point is. Whether you write it perfectly or not. “

Uncle Miao seemed to be babbling, and then looked at Chen Hua solemnly.

Take a deep bow.

"Little brother, it's me who lost."

"I really don't write as well as you."

Uncle Miao got up. The people around clearly heard Uncle Miao's words, and their faces changed.

What's going on?

The master of the Chinese calligraphy and painting industry, Uncle Miao admitted defeat to a young man?

How is this possible!

"Dad. What he did, it's obvious that he doesn't take you seriously??"

Shu Tian's face changed, and he stared at Chen Hua fiercely.

"I said it." The vicissitudes of life in Uncle Miao's eyes. "Losing is losing, and my uncle Miao is not a person who can't afford to lose."

"For so many years, I have also stood too high, but I have lost myself, and I have gone farther and farther in this flashy city."

"Sure enough, the way of literature is endless, and there are countless people who are stronger than me, but as everyone knows, I, the so-called Chinese book saint, is just a clown in their eyes."

"Little brother, haven't asked your name yet?"

"Chen Hua."

Chen Hua's face did not change color.

"My uncle Miao hereby apologizes to Mr. Chen Hua for my rude just now!"

"In terms of calligraphy, Mr. Chen Hua is indeed superior to me."

As soon as Uncle Miao's words came out, the audience was shocked.

If Uncle Miao's words just now can be explained, his current words are a complete admission of defeat.

Chen Hua had appreciation in his eyes.

Although Uncle Miao was a little arrogant before, he was really good.

Just when everyone was still screaming about it. Uncle Miao actually stepped down and bowed deeply in front of Chen Hua.

Subsequently, what he said didn't even Chen Hua expected.

"Mr. Chen Hua, don't know?? Can you take me as an apprentice? “

As soon as these words came out, the scene was so noisy that it fell silent in an instant.

Everyone looked at Chen Hua blankly.

They would have thought. Uncle Miao just praised Chen Hua's words, and Master Uncle Miao has been sick in the past few years, so it is understandable that he can't write good words.

But. They didn't expect that in Uncle Miao's eyes, this young man was enough to be his teacher!

And it was asked to do so in front of so many people with heads and faces!

The few people who ridiculed Chen Hua were eager to find a crack to get into at this time.

And Zhiqiao's face was covered with chills.

She seemed to be able to see that she and Chen Hua had another thread in cause and effect.

Wang Wan'er looked at Chen Hua. Her eyes bloomed with surprise.

He really knows calligraphy!

And Chen Hua looked at Uncle Miao, smiling.

"You don't have to apprentice."

Hearing Chen Hua's words, Uncle Miao's face showed regret.

Undoubtedly, Chen Hua's words made him ignite that heart again.

But that pair of calligraphy was just a flash in the pan.

Before he could study well, he was burned down by Chen Hua.

Annihilated in the world.

"Although I can't take you as an apprentice??" Chen Hua's words changed, "But since everyone knows each other, it is fate." “

"That sentence just now is a lesson for you, and Lan Tingxu is the warning I want to give you!"

As soon as Chen Hua's words came out, a happy look appeared on his uncle's face.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Uncle Miao's excited words couldn't be said clearly, "Go and prepare paper and ink for Mr. Chen Hua!" “

The scholar beside him heard it and hurriedly went to fetch rice paper.

Pressing the paper, Chen Hua's pen tip is lightly dipped in ink.

"Lan Tingxu is the best book of Wang Xi's trip!"

"And today, I'm going to repeat it!"

After speaking, Chen Hua started writing!

The pen is like training ten thousand swimming dragons, and all the paper touched by Chen Hua's pen tip seems to have this thunderous thunder!

And at this moment, it is no longer Chen Hua who is writing.

Every word is like a shining light!

A pair of orchid pavilion prefaces, given to the world!

Putting the pen down, Chen Hua's fingers dipped in ink, and a small chapter appeared on the paper out of thin air.

Seeing that Chen Hua was over, Uncle Miao couldn't wait to get up.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this time, Uncle Miao is even more excited and speechless!

If the one that was burned just now is magnificent, and Chen Hua's current one is a wanderer from home, debauched!

After Chen Hua finished writing, he looked at Qi Zhi with a gloomy face on the side.

"I said, I'm good at calligraphy, if you want, I can give you a few pairs."

Chen Hua's words made Qi Zhi's face even more gloomy, at this time, she didn't even want to look at Chen Hua, and she was just about to leave, but she was pulled back again by Chen Hua's words.

"What to go? Do you think you can do without my painting? “

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