Wang Tian returned to Song Yun's studio after eating supper, according to her judgment, Lu Fei would come to the door later, at the beginning, the two of them were drinking tea and chatting, but soon they got bored, and simply started to play calligraphy and painting, after this start, there was no way to stop, and they didn't find that time passed quickly, and the two people who entered the state of "forgetting themselves" didn't even feel that someone walked in.

Lu Fei is not the first time to come to Song Yun's studio, very familiar with this, after the lecture she and Dong Yuan and other teachers exchanged opinions on the current Confucian research issues, after the end of the call Song Yun's mobile phone, several times in a row did not answer, helpless can only go directly to the door, with her understanding of Song Yun, this time should still be in the studio, sure enough, after coming to find Song Yun immediately and what is even more surprising is that Wang Tian is also there.

Lu Fei wanted to say hello as soon as she walked in the door, but she swallowed it back before the words could come out.

"What are these kids doing with Song Yun? Could it be that they are painting?"

Lu Fei was very curious.

Needless to say, Song Yun's calligraphy and painting are masters.

Wang Tian was able to paint with Song Yun, doesn't that mean that he also has a certain ability in this regard?

Lu Fei walked over lightly, looked down, and almost screamed.

It was Wang Tian who was painting, and Song Yun was standing on the side, which was not strange, but if Wang Tian's painting level was very high, it would be surprising.

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

Lu Fei blinked his eyes vigorously a few times, not believing what he saw at all.

The picture on the rice paper is a dressed lady, jumping on the paper, with a trace of elegance and a trace of nobility.

"Tang Bohu?"

Lu Fei was born in a Confucian family, and his calligraphy and painting are not as good as Song Yun, but they are far beyond the level of ordinary people, not to mention his eyesight, at a glance, he can see that the ladies painted by Wang Tian are Tang Bohu's style, and it can be seen that the level of Wang Tian's paintings is extremely high.

"Huh, cousin, when did you come?"

Song Yun heard the voice, turned her head to look, and shouted.

As soon as Wang Tian's pen was drawn on the paper, Song Yun was suddenly startled, and the pen was directly scratched on the paper, leaving a big ink spot.

Lu Fei shouted, the painting in front of him was completely destroyed, this is really a pity.

"Song Yun, what's your name!"

"When this painting is finished, it will definitely be a good painting!"

Lu Fei was a little anxious, the words in front of him were almost completed, it was a pity to ruin it like this, but now there is no way.

"Painting?"

"If it's ruined, it's ruined!"

"You can have as many things like this as you want, cousin, and if you like, let this kid paint you eight out of ten. ”

Song Yun didn't care at all.

Wang Tian's paintings are not only of high level, but the important thing is that he paints them, just like the products produced by machines, each painting can maintain a consistently high level, and he can paint whenever he wants, and there is really nothing to be sorry for ruining it.

Eight out of ten?

Lu Fei was a little stunned, but she was a smart person, and good calligraphy and painting itself had a high collection value, how could she let it go if she had such an opportunity now?

"Great!"

"Eight out of ten are too greedy, just one!"

Lu Fei didn't think that he really wanted eight out of ten, and one would be fine.

"Wang Tian's words are very good, and his level is much higher than mine. ”

"Cousin, do you want it?"

Lu Fei shook his head in disbelief, Song Yun's words now belong to the number one person in Huaxia, how could Wang Tian be okay?

"Don't believe me?"

"Wang Tian, come, show your hand. ”

"At first glance, only write pavilion style?"

"What about Yan Zhenqing?"

"What about Liu Gongquan?"

"There is also Wang Xizhi's, don't hide it, it's all exposed. ”

Wang Tian sighed, Song Yun obviously had a psychological shadow when she was a child, and now the purpose must be to slap Lu Fei in the face - look, don't say that Lu Fei is a genius, there are many geniuses in this world, for example, this kid in front of him is very good at calligraphy and painting!

Wang Tian knew Song Yun's thoughts, but he didn't hesitate at all, according to what Song Yun just said, show his "eighteen kinds of martial arts" , The purpose of this is to hope to attract Lu Fei's attention, the beautiful woman in front of him who is not much older than himself is one of the important keys to whether he can become a great Confucian, in the face of such a person, the only way is to show his ability as much as possible to attract her attention, you must know that geniuses are always proud, even if they don't show up, the only thing they identify with is needless to say, there must be only people who are also geniuses.

"Cousin, you didn't expect that, did you?"

"Grandpa Tai said that Wang Tian's calligraphy and painting are no different from the original. ”

Song Yun was very proud when she saw Lu Fei's shocked look.

"There is no difference from the original?"

"What does that mean?"

How could Lu Fei not understand what this meant, she just thought it was incredible.

How could anyone be able to do that?

"What do you mean?"

That's what you know. ”

"For example, the lady that Wang Tian painted just now uses Tang Bohu's technique, and the level is exactly the same as Tang Bohu's. ”

"For comparison, the Lanting preface written by Wang Tian is on the same level as Wang Xizhi. ”

......

Lu Fei was dumbfounded, is this really the case?

"Don't you believe it?"

"If you don't believe me, when you go back to my house, ask my grandfather directly!"

Lu Fei didn't believe Song Yun's words, she was just too surprised, how did Wang Tian do this?

Geniuses do exist, for example, they are a genius, but I have never heard of anyone who is not only proficient in calligraphy and painting, but also has the same level of painting and calligraphy as the original author, this kind of genius has really never been seen.

"Grandpa Tai has seen Wang Tian's calligraphy and paintings?"

Lu Fei settled down, Song Yun said that she must have seen it, but she still didn't believe it or didn't want to believe it.

"Of course!"

"Wang Tian is a real popular fried chicken now!"

Song Yun was even more proud, she knew that Wang Tian's appearance completely suppressed her cousin, from childhood to adulthood, she was suppressed in front of this cousin, and her genius was not enough to see in front of her, and now she was pressed by Wang Tian, this feeling was really cool.

Lu Fei was not an ordinary person, she quickly understood Song Yun's careful thoughts, and couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, Song Yun, I admit it, your goal has been achieved!"

Lu Fei and Song Yun are not much different in age, they grew up together when they were young, and they know each other too well, Song Yun is just taking the opportunity to "take revenge" on the shadow of childhood, in fact, the relationship between the two is very good, and they soon squeaked together.