After chatting in the living room for a while, Zhao Qianhai pulled Liu Xiaoyuan to his study.

Zhao Qianhai's study is surprisingly large, comparable to the living room, and there are some works of ancient calligraphy hanging on the wall of the study, as well as several of Zhao Qianhai's own works.

There is a large bookcase in the study, and the bookcase is placed with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"I'm an old man, I like to go into my study and write a few words!" Zhao Qianhai said with a smile.

Liu Xiaoyuan glanced at the bookshelf, the books on the bookshelf were all related to calligraphy, as for the other books, Liu Xiaoyuan really didn't see them.

"Mr. Liu, this old man of mine used to think that he was unmatched in China in the font of thin gold font, but after seeing Liu Xiaoyuan's Mobao, I realized that this old man of mine is simply a frog at the bottom of the well, and Yelang is arrogant!"

Zhao Qianhai shook his head as he spoke, ashamed of his pride and arrogance!

Liu Xiaoyuan thought to himself, no matter how good you copy, it is still a copy, where can it compare to the original!

"Mr. Zhao, you are too modest, too modest!" Liu Xiaoyuan didn't know how to comfort Zhao Qianhai.

Zhao Qianhai hurriedly shook his head and said, "I'm not modest, but telling the truth." Especially those of us who are engaged in the art of calligraphy and painting must have a humble and teachable heart, and must not be complacent, otherwise it will be difficult to reach a higher level. ”

After Zhao Qianhai finished speaking, he looked at his student Li Chenggong and said, "Success, did you hear it?"

Li Chenggong nodded respectfully and said, "The student has heard it!

Liu Xiaoyuan admired Zhao Qianhai's courage from the bottom of his heart, if he were an ordinary person, he would not admit that Liu Xiaoyuan's calligraphy would be better than that of him, a calligraphy master who has been famous for a long time.

"Mr. Liu, I invited you here today just to let Mr. Liu guide me, an old man!" Zhao Qianhai humbly asked.

Liu Xiaoyuan is a parallel import, how to guide a calligraphy master like Zhao Qianhai.

Fortunately, Liu Xiaoyuan immediately remembered the existence of the god-level invincible system, and immediately asked the system to summon Song Huizong.

"Mr. Zhao, you are tormenting me, it should be me asking Mr. Zhao for advice!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.

Zhao Qianhai shook his head and said: "No, no, no, Mr. Liu, don't be modest, in terms of thin gold body, Mr. Liu, you are indeed better than the old man, the old man is really asking you for advice, and please Mr. Liu, don't refuse!"

Having said all that, if Liu Xiaoyuan refuses, it will be too hypocritical. Isn't it just to teach the thin gold body, Liu Xiaoyuan has summoned Song Huizong anyway, with him as the creator, what are you afraid of.

"Since Mr. Zhao said that, then I will get an axe in the class!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.

When Zhao Qianhai heard this, he immediately walked to the front of the bookcase and laid out the rice paper, Li Chenggong was going to come forward to help, but he was stopped by Zhao Qianhai.

After laying the rice paper, Zhao Qianhai immediately took the inkstone on the bookcase and began to grind the ink.

Liu Xiaoyuan took a brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write a traditional character "Zhao" on rice paper.

When Zhao Qianhai saw the words on the rice paper, he admired it, and hurriedly clapped his hands and shouted good words.

Of course, it is a good word, which is equivalent to the general handwriting of Song Huizong himself.

"Mr. Zhao, you must also know the characteristics of this thin gold body, that is, it is thin and straight, with a hook for horizontal strokes, a point for a vertical stroke, a dagger for skimming, a knife for a knife, and a slender vertical hook. Liu Xiaoyuan said eloquently, and Zhao Qianhai on the side nodded again and again, which is the characteristic of a thin gold body.

"Mr. Zhao, let's take this Zhao character as an example, you see, this horizontal, when I put the pen up, my wrist was gently raised, do not grasp the strength, otherwise it will be ...... standard."

Liu Xiaoyuan took the Zhao character on the rice paper as an example, and explained in detail to Zhao Qianhai some matters to be paid attention to when writing in thin gold font, Zhao Qianhai and Li Chenggong listened attentively, for fear of missing a word.

"Master Liu, listening to your words is better than an old man like me who has been closing his door and building a car for ten years!" Zhao Qianhai benefited a lot, and involuntarily called Liu Xiaoyuan Master Liu again!

As for Li Chenggong, after hearing this explanation, he already bowed to Liu Xiaoyuan, and almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the teacher!

"Mr. Zhao, you are too exalted to me, no matter what kind of learning art, you have to communicate to make progress!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.

Zhao Qianhai nodded again and again and said yes, and then took a brush and wrote a traditional Zhao character on rice paper, after writing, Zhao Qianhai asked: "Mr. Liu, please correct me!"

Liu Xiaoyuan is not hypocritical, and pointed out the shortcomings of the Zhao character written by Zhao Qianhai from the perspective of Song Huizong!

After listening to the shortcomings pointed out by Liu Xiaoyuan, Zhao Qianhai was completely convinced, and almost knelt down and called the teacher.

Subsequently, under the guidance of Liu Xiaoyuan, Zhao Qianhai wrote a few more words.

Before I knew it, it was already noon, and Zhao Qianhai's wife knocked on the door of the study and told them to go to lunch.

Zhao Qianhai and Li Chenggong were very surprised when they heard this, Zhao Qianhai looked at his wife and asked, "Lunch so soon?" Didn't you just have breakfast?"

Zhao Qianhai's wife accused: "You are confused in writing, it's past twelve o'clock now!"

Liu Xiaoyuan didn't expect time to pass so quickly, it seems that practicing calligraphy is an easy way to pass the time.

"Oh, look at me, patronize and let Master Liu guide you, this has forgotten the time, come, Master Liu, let's go eat, go eat!" Zhao Qianhai looked at the time, patted his head, and then took Liu Xiaoyuan's hand and walked out!

The dishes cooked by Zhao Qianhai's wife are all home-cooked, which is very palatable, which is very suitable for Liu Xiaoyuan's appetite.

During the meal, Zhao Qianhai did not forget to ask Liu Xiaoyuan about calligraphy.

"Grandpa, Grandma, I'm back!" a girl walked in as she was eating, and said happily.

Liu Xiaoyuan heard the voice, turned his head to look, and saw an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl standing at the door, wearing a white short-sleeved upper body, a short black skirt on the lower body, and a pair of slender beautiful legs exposed to the air.

The girl is very beautiful, with a melon seed face, bright eyes and bright teeth, those big eyes seem to be able to speak, and Qi bangs make the girl look even more beautiful and moving.

"Chu Chu, you kid didn't say a word in advance when he came back, have you eaten?" asked Zhao Qianhai's wife.

"Grandma, didn't I want to surprise the two of you?" Chu Chu said and put the schoolbag on his back on the sofa, and then walked over, "I haven't eaten yet." Well, it's so fragrant, grandma's dishes are delicious. ”

Zhao Chuchu said, didn't wash his hands, and directly took the chair and sat down.

"You kid, go wash your hands!" Zhao Qianhai's wife said dotingly.

"Okay!" Zhao Chuchu nodded in response, before leaving, he took the chopsticks and put a chopstick dish in his mouth, and said while eating, "The dish made by grandma is the best!"

(End of chapter)