The Diamond Sutra?

Is it actually copying the "Diamond Sutra"?

Song Yun and Tang Ling approached and took a look, and found that what they were copying was actually the Diamond Sutra, and what surprised them even more was that a set of copies was smooth, without thinking, with a temperament that could not be explained, and then looked at the many copies placed next to them, and they were shocked.

People who don't write calligraphy won't understand how hard it really is!

Generally speaking, before writing, in order to be able to enter the "state", you must be calm and mentally healthy, and more importantly, you must know what you are writing in your book, so that you can really write like a god.

Wang Tian is not like this at all, he put a copy of the "Diamond Sutra" on the desk, read a sentence and copy a sentence, but this can also be done smoothly, the words in the pen are of general size, there is no mistake at all, simply put, it is like a robot is working, the problem is not at all in the assembly of the machine or anything but in the creation of writing brush words, not to mention that Wang Tian in the process of writing, will stop to grind ink and change paper, etc., how can this be done?

Tang Ling and Song Yun really couldn't figure it out.

"Don't move!"

Tang Ling saw that Wang Tianmo had run out, and was about to step forward to help, but he was stopped.

Song Yun shook her head lightly, and pulled Tang Ling to the corner sofa and sat down.

"Wang Tian is in the best state now, let's not disturb him. ”

As soon as Tang Ling heard it, Song Yun was right, whether it was re-grinding the ink or changing the paper or something, Wang Tian had done it by himself before, and he had already formed a rhythm, and he would definitely interrupt this rhythm if he suddenly intervened, on the surface, it seemed that he was helping Wang Tian, but in fact it was not at all.

"How did this kid do it?" Tang Ling lowered his voice and pointed to the nearly twenty pieces of rice paper spread out on the side, "Look at this kid who wrote for a full hour before we came, maybe it will take longer, and he can still concentrate so much, not to mention that those words are of a high level, this is really incredible." ”

Song Yun smiled bitterly, she didn't know how Wang Tian did it, this was really strange, she was born in a calligraphy family, but she had never seen such a "state".

"After this Diamond Sutra came out, the level must be extremely high. ”

"Just let him give it to me, doesn't he still owe us a work?"

Tang Ling's eyes lit up, she was a knowledgeable person.

"It can't be. ”

"Look at those papers and inks, they are not mine, not to mention that they are all top-notch things, Wang Tian must have written them for others. ”

Tang Ling thought about it and found that it was really like this.

"It's a pity!"

"Wang Tian's current state is very rare, and I don't know when I will meet it again next time. ”

The good state of calligraphy and painting is hard to find, Wang Tian is in such a state now, of course what he writes is the best, but unfortunately he can't get it.

"Not necessarily, I don't think this kid writes like everyone else. Song Yun wrung her brows, the first time she looked at a set of writing, she always felt that something was different, and after pondering for several days, she still didn't find anything and threw it aside, but now that she saw it again, she finally understood what it was.

"When we write, it's a kind of creation. ”

"Wang Tian is different, when he writes, it's like a machine is producing something. ”

"Never get tired. ”

"If that's all it takes, forget it, the terrible thing is that the quality of the words he writes is very high, which is evil. ”

......

"You mean to say that this kid doesn't care about his state at all, he just writes, and the quality is very high?" Tang Ling's eyes widened, "How is this possible?"

Song Yun spread her hands and didn't say anything, but the meaning was self-explanatory.

"This ...... This...... This ......"

Tang Ling didn't know what to say, instinctively she didn't believe Song Yun's words, but the fact was like this, Wang Tian seemed to do just that, in this way, didn't it mean that he was not creating at all, but producing? In fact, in a sense, it was really like this, other people's writing is indeed a kind of creation, Wang Tian is different, his handwriting is obtained from the system, not practiced by himself at all, when the words are actually like machines producing things, each one is of a high level, there is almost no difference.

As the minutes passed, the room was quiet, and the sun was gradually setting in the west.

Tang Ling and Song Yun came and went, walked and came, at the beginning, they would look at Wang Tian from time to time to see when he would stop, and later, they didn't care about him, they ordered takeaway milk tea or something to watch the series.

Wang Tian let out a sigh of relief, moved his wrist, and wrote for a long time There is a severe problem, that is, his wrist is fucking sore.

"Looks like it's been written!"

Wang Tian looked at the sheets of paper spread on the ground around him, and nodded with satisfaction, just now in the process of writing, in order to save trouble, he spread it on the ground after writing one, and now at first glance, it seems that he is in a sea of words.

"Wang Tian, are you done?"

"We thought you'd write until dawn!"

Wang Tian turned his head to see that Tang Ling and Song Yun were in the corner, and couldn't help but say in surprise, "When did you come?"

When Tang Ling and Song Yun heard this, they couldn't help but roll their eyes, and they were powerless to complain.

When did it come?

It's been a long time, okay?

"Aren't you hungry after writing this for a long time?" Tang Ling pointed to the table, "That family bucket is for you." ”

When Wang Tian heard this, his stomach suddenly "growled", and a strong sense of hunger rushed to his head, his feet were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

Tang Ling and Song Yun were stunned, they finally knew what it was, the boss's chicken legs, especially the chicken nuggets, were just stuffed into their mouths, and they couldn't even see the bones.

"That's too violent, isn't it!?"

"Is this really that good?"

......

"I'll have to call him another one. ”

"Looks like one won't work, how about calling two more?"

"I think this can be there. ”

......

Wang Tian poured half a bottle of Coke, burped hard, and finally ate comfortably.

"Thank you!"

"I'll transfer the money to your WeChat when I go back. ”

"No, the whole family can still afford it. Tang Ling shook his head and said with admiration on his face, "Wang Tian, you tell us with practical actions what exactly is called a rice bucket." ”

"No way!"

"It's a habit that you develop on the construction site. It's all rough and heavy in that place, and the amount of food is not large, so it's not good!" Wang Tian knew that "princesses" like Tang Ling and Song Target had definitely never seen people like themselves, "Didn't scare you, right?"