Song Yun was not verbose, immediately jumped up, ran to the shelf and got the paper, while Tang Ling cleaned up a large table, and at the same time prepared the pen and ink.

Wang Tian walked to the edge of the table, picked up the ink, and wrote directly without hesitation.

"There is a Zen master, the law name Chu Jin, the surname Cheng, and the people of Guangping. Ancestors and fathers also believed in the Liberation Gate and celebrated the return to the Fayin. Mother Gao's family, long without pregnancy, dreams of Buddhas at night, and has pregnancy. ”

Song Yun's eyes almost protruded.

There have been countless calligraphers in the history of thousands of years in China, but some are known to all people who practice calligraphy, one of them is called Yan Zhenqing, this is a great calligrapher of the Tang Dynasty, his calligraphy is exquisite, good at regular script, dignified and majestic, known as "Yan Ti", has a great influence on later generations, he and Zhao Mengfu, Liu Gongquan, Ouyang Xun and called Huaxia "regular script four masters", its biggest feature is to have "Yan tendon".

Yan Zhenqing's representative work is "The Induction Tablet of Duobao Pagoda in Qianfu Temple in Xijing of the Tang Dynasty", which fully represents the superb artistic achievements of his calligraphy.

Wang Tian is writing a few sentences in it now, if he uses the pavilion style, forget it, after all, this is the font he is best at, which has long been proven, but now he uses the Yan style.

"Yun'er, am I dazzled?"

Tang Ling pulled Song Yun's hand, she was also frightened, she couldn't believe her eyes at all.

"I also felt dazzled. ”

"Or are you dreaming?"

"Why don't you slap me?"

Song Yun muttered to herself, Tang Ling didn't believe her eyes, how could she not be like this, this is really amazing!

"When Qianfu has a Zen master, suddenly in the middle of the night, I see a water, originating from Longxing, flowing into a thousand blessings, clear and clear, there is an ark. I also saw that the pagoda came down from the sky, and it was destroyed after a long time, that is, the place where the pagoda was built now. The name of the pure person in the temple is the same as the law, before its place, the light is seen again, the distance is clear, and the near search is extinguished. Stealing the water flow is open to the law, the boat is in the mercy of the air, the tower is now a sign of success, and the lamp is shown in the endless: if it is not the essence of virtue, who can it be with this?"

Wang Tian stopped his pen, carefully looked at the words he had written, and nodded with great satisfaction, the system is still very against the sky, and he can really write a perfect face.

"What do you think of my handwriting?"

Wang Tian turned his head to look at Song Yun and Tang Ling, and found that the two of them were all standing like puppets, motionless.

"What's wrong with you?"

Wang Tian simply reached out and patted Song Yun who was beside her, and Song Yun finally "sobered up", but she didn't say anything, she directly reached out and pushed Wang Tian away, picked up a piece of clean rice paper and carefully sucked up the excess ink.

"Ling'er, turn on the lights, and bring a magnifying glass. ”

"Okay. ”

Tang Ling nodded, turned on the specially designed headlights on the ceiling, and the light in the entire calligraphy and painting room brightened up at once, and at the same time, he brought two high-powered magnifying glasses.

Wang Tian shook his head, he knew that Song Yun and Tang Ling were already "crazy" at this time, and they wouldn't pay attention to anyone at all, so he simply went to the sofa to drink tea and wait for them to "wake up" before talking.

Satisfied!

Very satisfied!

Wang Tian made tea and drank a few cups beautifully, and the reactions of Song Yun and Tang Ling were enough to show that there was absolutely no problem with the face body he wrote.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

"How could Wang Tian do it?"

"This is exactly the same as Yan Zhenqing's words!"

"Has the sun risen in the west?"

......

Song Yun and Tang Ling muttered quietly while watching, the faces of both of them were almost printed directly on the paper, the more they looked at it, the more shocked they became, the words written by Wang Tian were exactly the same as Yan Zhenqing's!

Wang Tian looked at the time and found that almost an hour had passed, and Song Yun and Tang Ling were still watching themselves write.

Finished!

It's really over!

What do you want to say in a moment?

Wang Tian suddenly realized that he would have to face a huge problem for a while-Song Yun and Tang Ling would definitely ask themselves how they could write Yan Zhenqing's characters and write so well, how to explain it at that time?

Song Yun and the others were curious when they were in the pavilion, and now with Yan Zhenqing's words, it is becoming more and more difficult to explain.

As soon as Wang Tian thought of this question, his brain couldn't help but hurt, and after a while, his worries became a reality, Song Yun and Tang Ling stood in front of Wang Tian, their condescending eyes were all scrutinizing.

"What are you doing here?"

"Don't you know me?"

Wang Tian knew why Tang Ling and the others were like this, but now at this time, he didn't think of a good explanation, and the only choice was to pretend to be stupid.

"Wang Tian, don't pretend!" Song Yun looked at Wang Tian with disdain, "You know what we're going to ask." ”

"That's right, tell me honestly, how can you write Yan Zhenqing's words?" Tang Ling also stared at Wang Tian, "Tell you, if you don't make things clear today, don't think about leaving!"

Wang Tian had a headache.

I just patronized to try how Yan Zhenqing's handwriting was doing, forgetting that Song Yun and Tang Ling are both masters, and they definitely belong to people who are not good at fooling, and now they are okay, and they are in trouble.

"This ...... It's not difficult, is it?"

"My pavilion style is very well written, and it is normal for Yan Zhenqing's handwriting to be a little better, isn't there a sentence that says that it is bypassable?"

"That's how I am. ”

Wang Tian knew that there was no way to fool Song Yun and Tang Ling with this explanation, but now he could only say so, and as expected, Song Yun immediately pouted when he heard him say this.

"Wang Tian, are you all three-year-olds when we are?"

"Does anyone believe this kind of nonsense?"

"Yan Zhenqing's characters are known to everyone, and I can write well. ”

"Three points!"

"The problem is that I only write with three points of spirit!"

"You kid has ten points. ”

"If we hadn't seen what you wrote on the spot, we would have thought we had seen the real thing. ”

"You're telling me now it's just a bypass?"

......

Wang Tian didn't know what to say.

Song Yun is not wrong at all, if what she writes is only similar to Yan Zhenqing's, there is nothing to say, the problem is that the system is too powerful, and the words she writes are not similar at all but exactly the same, which cannot be explained.

"Wang Tian, tell me honestly!"

"What the hell is going on!"

Tang Ling was angry when he heard Wang Tian's explanation, this was simply fooling!

"I ...... I actually learned it from the old man in the town who wrote couplets. ”

"I've been practicing for many years, but I just didn't tell you before, you just know that I can be a pavilion. ”

Wang Tian had no choice but to bring out the old man in the town once again.