The birthday banquet began, and everyone raised their glasses to celebrate the old lady's high birthday.

During the banquet, everyone inevitably talked about Qin Guan's calligraphy again, and several old people were full of praise for Qin Guan's words.

Tang Ying had just been busy in the kitchen with her two sisters-in-law, and she didn't know what had just happened, when she heard that her son's gift to the old lady turned out to be a pair of words written by herself, and then she demonstrated on the spot, wrote a birthday poem, and was also recognized and praised by the calligrapher Zou Lao, and she was also surprised in her heart, and couldn't help but put down her chopsticks and look at Qin Guan's calligraphy.

After reading her son's words, Tang Ying had only one feeling, happy.

Although the Qin family is relatively united, and there has never been anything that anyone looks down on, but Tang Ying is a strong character, even if her husband is in this generation, when she married Qin Laosan, she knew Qin Han's temperament.

But Qin Yi of the uncle's family is young and steady, he has gone through the officialdom and inherited the resources of the Qin family, so he should have a good future in the future. Although the second uncle's family is a girl, Qin Yue is also well-behaved and clever, and she entered Zhejiang Satellite TV.

But Qin Guan inherited his father's temperament, and she has always been playful, she used to be afraid that her son would achieve nothing, so she worked hard to make money, hoping to leave her son a family business.

But now she knows that her son is not useless, it turns out that he can write such beautiful calligraphy, and he can also be recognized by a calligrapher like Zou Lao.

At this moment, Tang Ying only felt extremely satisfied and happy in her heart.

What could be more satisfying than seeing her son capable of it?

If it weren't for the fact that these two characters were written by Qin Guan specifically for the old lady, she would have wanted to take them home directly.

After eating, the old people should have said goodbye, but at this time, Zou Lao said: "Xiaoguan, Grandpa Zou wants to ask you for a word, can you see it?" ”

Qin Guan was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Grandpa Zou, you are a famous calligrapher in Zhejiang Province, and you can still see my handwriting." ”

"Alas, I know my words myself, they are all touted by others, they are not good, to your words, the more I look at them, the more I like them, the old sister, these two words, I am not good at grabbing, so Grandpa Zou wants to ask you for a pair now."

Qin Guan said: "Grandpa Zou, don't use the word begging, if you see it, I'll write you a copy now." ”

Old Zou smiled, and immediately got up and said to Qin Bainian, "Old Qin, borrow your study." ”

Dong Lao also got up and said with a smile: "Just go to see Xiaoguan writing again, I was just behind Xiaoguan, watching him write that pair of words with a wave, it really feels beautiful, and it feels like a kind of enjoyment." ”

Peng Lao and Zhang Lao also stood up, "It's good to just consume food and find some entertainment." ”

One by two stood up, and finally the Qin family also followed, hulala, more than a dozen people all went to the study, fortunately, Qin Bainian's study was big enough, otherwise these people would not even have a place to put their feet.

Qin Guan is not ambiguous, isn't it a piece of calligraphy, since he got the systematic calligraphy skills, his thinking is a calligraphy master, although he wants to achieve the unity of techniques, but also after disdainful practice, to achieve the effect of making fingers, but now, in modern time and space, it is already considered to be the top calligraphers.

As long as you practice diligently, it is estimated that it will not take a few years to become a generation of calligraphy masters, and maybe there will be a Qin style.

After getting the pen and ink and spreading out the rice paper, Qin Guan just groaned slightly and began to write,

I saw that Qin Guan wrote very fast, and after a few brushes, a line of words appeared on the paper, and everyone was surprised that it was cursive.

Qin Bainian read the first line of words, and couldn't help but read out loud, "Although the turtle is long, there is still a time, it is "although the turtle is long", it is appropriate for Guanguan to use this poem to give Lao Zou to. ”

I saw that Qin Guan's pen was extremely fast, without the slightest hesitation, the glyphs on the paper were hooked, chic and wild, indulgent, just a little more than a minute, a pair of words had already been formed, and it was really fast.

It's just more than a minute, other people are okay, Zou Lao, a person who knows calligraphy, is fascinated, with Qin Guan's pen walking dragon snake, Zou Lao's breathing is getting older and heavier, with a nervous look on his face with excitement, when Qin Guan's last stroke ended, Zou Lao couldn't help but shout good, excited as if he saw the most beloved treasure, and pounced directly.

"Well, it's so good, it's no regret to be able to see such wonderful cursive in this life." Zou Lao shouted excitedly.

Qin Guan was taken aback, looked at the excited Zou Lao, and said in his heart Is it necessary to be so excited, isn't it just a pair of words.

It's just good to look at, is it necessary to be so excited.

Other people also think that Qin Guan is very good at writing, but without deep calligraphy skills, they really can't see how good Qin Guan is.

Different from them, Zou Lao has been immersed in the ** method all his life, and he can naturally see the beauty of Qin Guan's calligraphy.

The characteristics of cursive script is 'amazing dragon', pay attention to dynamic, smooth, changeable, rhythmic, radiant five skills, if there is no regular script rigor, the official script of the thick, seal script of the meticulous, is not good to write cursive.

Although everyone didn't know how good Qin Guan's cursive writing was, looking at Zou Lao's excitement, they knew that Qin Guan's calligraphy should be excellent, otherwise Zou Lao would not be so excited.

At this time, Grandpa Peng walked up to Qin Guan and said:

"Xiaoguan, Grandpa Peng watched you grow up, but I didn't expect that now that you have grown up, you can write one for Grandpa Peng." Regardless of the excited Zou Lao, Peng Lao came over and said to Qin Guan honestly and unceremoniously.

Qin Guan's face is black, is it good to write tiredly, you need to concentrate and unite your spirit and qi to write a good work, do you think it is printing.

But for this Grandpa Peng, he didn't dare to refuse.

immediately smiled and said, "Grandpa Peng, what glyph and content do you want." ”

"I don't want this, I don't understand, you can just write it in the same font as the poem you wrote for your grandmother just now, the content, just write a poem by the chairman, the chairman's poem is atmospheric."

Qin Guan was also unambiguous, spread out the paper, and wrote it neatly with a few brushstrokes.

"The mountains are high, the roads are far away, the pits are deep, and the army is galloping.

Who dares to cross the knife immediately, only I am General Peng! ”

"Grandpa Peng, this poem is just right for you." Qin Guan Dao.

Peng Lao happily took the calligraphy to the side to admire, at this time Dong Lao stopped doing it, came over and slapped Qin Guan on the shoulder, and said: "Xiaoguan, write a poem for Grandpa Dong, I want to be wild, and I want to have a poem with momentum." ”

This Grandpa Dong is even more unkind.

Yes, he is not one of these people who is not easy to refuse, and he spreads out the paper again, and a song "Breaking the Array" jumps on the paper.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp.

Eight hundred miles of moxibustion, fifty strings turned over the outside sound.

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt.

But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death.

Poor white happens! ”

"Good, good, good." When Dong Lao saw the words, he couldn't stop applauding.