After Gu Yiqiu finished writing the last stroke, the words on the entire rice paper suddenly emitted a burst of brilliant golden light, and those few lines of words, as if they were alive, floated slightly on the rice paper, and the golden light quickly converged away, and the words were calm as usual.

"Wow!"

The audience was in an uproar and there was a lot of discussion.

"Am I dazzled? How can I see that the words on the rice paper have just emitted golden light!"

"I see it, I see it, I see it, and it moves!

"Damn, big brother, you won't be a god!"

...

"Don't get excited, squad leader Zhang, how do you see me writing this word and this word?"

Gu Yiqiu changed the topic and shifted everyone's attention to Zhang Minghui again.

I saw Zhang Minghui looking at the words written by Gu Yiqiu with a dull gaze, because standing opposite Gu Yiqiu, the words were reversed, and it was more difficult to read those vertical lines.

"The sky can be replenished... The sea can be filled... Nanshan can be moved. ... The sun and the moon are gone, and you can't... Chase again. ”

Seeing Zhang Minghui's depressed expression, Gu Yiqiu didn't care, and continued to ask: "How about your words that the book mountain has a diligent path and a hard work to learn the sea." ”

"The sky can be replenished, the sea can be filled, and the South Mountain can be moved. The sun and the moon have passed, and they cannot be traced. Good... Good words, good words!"

Zhang Minghui was depressed in his heart, this word is many times stronger than his own rotten street book mountain, which has a diligent path and endless hard work.

Zhang Minghui lowered his head and looked at the words again, he had the privilege of seeing the handwriting of a master calligrapher. Compared with Gu Yiqiu's words, what is inferior is not a star and a half.

"What about this word?"

Even if Gu Yiqiu doesn't ask, even these layman students on the field know Gu Yiqiu's words, and they don't know how many streets they have dumped Zhang Minghui's words.

But they couldn't say why, they all looked at Zhang Minghui with inquiring eyes, while Liu Xinyi secretly glanced at Gu Yiqiu a few more times.

Zhang Minghui sighed, if he didn't say that these people didn't eat themselves, if he said that this word was not good, a fool would believe it.

So I had to say honestly: "Every word gives me a sense of naturalness." I've seen the work of a master calligrapher, and the comments given by others are majestic and natural. But this character is better than the handwriting of the master calligrapher.

How dare I, a person who hasn't even reached the threshold of a master, make rash comments?"

After listening to Zhang Minghui's evaluation, the audience was shocked, better than the calligraphy master's handwriting, what does that mean? They know better than anyone else that at such an age, calligraphy attainments have surpassed the master's level. It's just a demon.

"I have a question, I don't know you... I don't know if the master can tell me. Zhang Minghui's words became respectful.

After listening to Zhang Minghui's fair evaluation, Gu Yiqiu let go of the classmate who was already stunned and surnamed Li.

Raised his hand to signal Zhang Minghui: "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"The words you've written... Why does it still emit golden light as if it is alive?" Zhang Minghui also felt a little abrupt, looked at Gu Yiqiu's smiling face, and breathed a sigh of relief this time.

"It's just golden light, does it matter?"

Seeing that Gu Yiqiu didn't care about the golden light, everyone was already shocked and didn't know what to say.

Self-confidence, what Gu Yiqiu gave them was self-confidence. Only with strength can we have self-confidence, and without strength we are conceited.

"Well, since you want to know so much, then I'll send you a word. Words are born from the heart, there is a feeling, to jump out of the rules of calligraphy rules and regulations, the pen walks the dragon, in one go, in order to write good words!

When the words are completed, they will give people the illusion that the words will shine as if they are alive, and the calligraphy will be completed!"

Gu Yiqiu was not untargeted, he told Zhang Minghui what the old Tao told him.

As for the golden light, it is naturally formed by the vitality released by Gu Yiqiu when he writes, Zhang Minghui has no vitality, even if he writes for a lifetime, the words will not shine.

Decades later, when Zhang Minghui became the leader of the national calligraphy world, a reporter asked him why did you succeed?

He just smiled and said, "No, compared to that master's calligraphy attainment, I haven't succeeded yet." ”

Of course, that's all for later.

Is it shocked? Is it just in the eyes of others, when he heard Gu Yiqiu's words, Zhang Minghui only had gratitude in his eyes.

There is a saying: Listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years.

He wanted to go up and thank the man in the sweatshirt, but the man had already gone there to arrange the flowers. In the face of everyone's ridicule, Zhang Minghui didn't care, because the man gave enough sweet dates.

"I didn't think you could write calligraphy in Yiqiu?"

Meng Qingya walked to Gu Yiqiu's side and opened her mouth in surprise.

"It's just a hobby. ”

"I said, why are you always so cold when you talk to me?"

Gu Yiqiu sneered, thinking in his heart that this was all polite.

But his face was impassive, and his tone was still cold: "Oh?

Meng Qingya stomped her feet angrily, snorted and ignored Gu Yiqiu. Anyway, Gu Yiqiu is just a spare tire after she quarreled with her boyfriend, as long as she can spend money on herself, she doesn't mind maintaining this relationship with Gu Yiqiu all the time.

"Alas... Looks like the plan is going to be ahead of schedule. Gu Yiqiu sighed, it's nothing to do some work, the question is why hasn't that Lin Zijian come yet? Gu Yiqiu can only wait.

But what Gu Yiqiu didn't notice was that the head of the art department, the class leader of the broadcasting and hosting major, and the school flower Liu Xinyi was secretly looking at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Superior... How much offense and how much offense you have just made, can you help us write a few more words?"

Zhang Minghui walked over at this time, and glanced at Meng Qingya, who had just walked away from Gu Yiqiu in a huff, with respect in his words.

"Good. ”

Zhang Minghui didn't expect Gu Yiqiu to agree so easily, and when he was stunned, Gu Yiqiu had already walked to the table with ink, paper and inkstone again.

hurriedly followed, and also pulled the corner of Gu Yiqiu's clothes.

"Hmm, is there anything else you can do?"

Zhang Minghui glanced at Meng Qingya, who was chatting with his girlfriend over there and didn't pay attention to Meng Qingya here, quickly leaned into Gu Yiqiu's ear and said: "Meng Qingya has a boyfriend, and she is a rich second generation, don't you have anything to do with her." ”

"Thank you. ”

After listening, Gu Yiqiu's face put a warm smile on his face, this Minghui gave him a good feeling.

Is it a rich second generation? No wonder they worship money so much? It turns out that the rich family raises canaries?

"The master is polite, I don't know the master yet..."

Zhang Minghui just wanted to ask Gu Yiqiu's name, but a few people who walked in from the door of the conference room made his next words stagnant.