Watching Tian Hong step by step onto the podium, there was suddenly an extreme silence in the classroom, as if an invisible force was manipulating the air.

Tian Hong's solemn steps and grim expression all gave people an incomparably wonderful feeling.

People have the illusion that they are participating in a solemn ceremony.

"Hello teacher." Tian Hong walked to the podium, bowed and bent down towards Teacher Jiang, and looked respectful.

"Hello Tian Hong."

Teacher Jiang inexplicably felt flattered, and hurriedly moved out of the way, laying the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for Tian Hong...... Nope...... Weiyi ......

Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he didn't understand why he used the word "prestige" to describe a student, but he found that this word was very suitable for this teenager.

Tian Hong stood behind the podium, his hands hanging down, and his eyes respectfully looked at Mr. Jiang sorting out the four treasures of the study for him.

Su Manman looked at Tian Hong blankly, she didn't understand that the unruly Tian Hong would respect the teacher so much.

In fact, not only Su Manman was in a daze, but all the students, including Teacher Jiang, had a different feeling.

This strange feeling quickly disappeared.

"That's it!" Tian Hong said lightly, and Teacher Jiang hurriedly let go of his body.

Under dozens of pairs of eyes, Tian Hong stood behind the podium with a serious expression, slowly picked up the brush, and looked at the rice paper on the table with a pair of eyes.

People stared closely at the brush in Tian Hong's hand, the pen seemed to be heavy, and the heart beat violently inexplicably.

The so-called connoisseur will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move!

Mr. Jiang is also a master in this, and when he saw Tian Hong's actions and demeanor, he immediately knew that he had met a master.

The so-called calligraphy master, that is, calligraphy, is not only beautiful writing, but also has the ability to make people calm down, also known as a sense of rhythm, Tian Hong picked up the pen, began to look respectful immediately disappeared, gestures are involved in people's attention, in the moment of the pen, he has mastered the sense of rhythm.

In fact, in life, there are also many folk artists who have this ability, no matter how many people watch, they are able to control the scene through expressions, movements, and even breathing, many master artists, when performing, the audience can't help but hold their breath, maintaining an extreme quiet, many people think that this is the high quality of some audiences, but in fact it is wrong, this is the master has reached a kind of artistic realm, which can affect the inner world of the audience......

Of course, Tian Hong was far from being able to compare with a calligrapher in the Sui Dynasty, but his teacher was Ziyang Zhenren, who was usually exposed to his ears and eyes, and his form and spirit could naturally get his true essence.

Drop the pen!

Tian Hong's pen slowly fell, and he began to draw a strange pattern and symbol on the rice paper.

Although it is below, however, most of the students have already stood up, seeing Tian Hong draw some strange patterns, they can't help but be dumbfounded, although most of the people here have not learned calligraphy, but, calligraphy as a national culture, ordinary people can still know some doorways.

"Hey, Tian Hong, you are a ghost drawing! Haha......" A shrill voice broke the tense silence.

It was the boy who had been around Sumanman all day.

"Don't make a fuss, our classmate Tian Hong is performing a profound art for us." Su Manman said loudly with a smug face.

"Haha......"

"Haha......"

With the two of them gagging, the students suddenly burst into laughter, but they didn't see that Teacher Jiang, who was usually kind, was already blue-faced.

"Shut up, be quiet!" Teacher Jiang went crazy.

Immediately, the whole classroom became audible, and the students looked at Teacher Jiang with an angry face in confusion, they didn't understand why Teacher Jiang had such a big temper.

"Tian Hong, this is a test pen, don't coax if you don't understand!" Teacher Jiang said coldly.

"Mr. Jiang, what is a test pen, why haven't I heard of it?" Su Manman's face turned red, she was the first to coax just now, so she was naturally unconvinced.

"Real everyone, will not write rashly, because, for them, an unfamiliar environment is not able to write excellent works, before writing, will let themselves integrate into a new environment, and the test pen, is a necessary process, first of all, the test pen will make familiar with the tip of the pen, Qi, round, healthy, at the same time, you can also master the concentration of ink, of course, the most important thing is that you can know the ink absorption of rice paper from the test pen......"

"Understanding these are necessary, the last level is crucial, that is, to adjust one's body and mind to a coordinated realm, to form a whole of the four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, a closed space, to forget all the things outside the body, to achieve the unity of heaven and man, in this way, to be able to write excellent works, in fact, this is also the reason why the ancients wanted to drink when creating, in fact, drinking can make people get rid of distracting thoughts......"

"Teacher Jiang, I'm sorry, it's my ignorance." Su Manman was also humble and immediately apologized.

"It's okay, the test pen is only popular in ancient times, some ancient test pen skills are also lost, in addition to some masters will pay attention to it, ordinary people have never heard of it, because, the modern four treasures of the study and the ancient four treasures of the study have essential differences, for example, the ancient rice paper manufacturing technology is not mature, and when there is no rice paper, it is written with silk, the ink absorption of silk is difficult to control, and the ink difference is greater, and now we will not grind the ink ourselves at all...... Oh...... Tian Hong, excuse me. Teacher Jiang suddenly found that Tian Hong was actually listening to him, and his expression was quite focused.

"The teacher has a point."

Tian Hong bowed deeply to Teacher Jiang, which made Teacher Jiang's face blush, he had never been treated with such a big salute, but Tian Hong's movements were not the slightest artificial, and his demeanor was natural, so he could not avoid it.

Teacher Jiang's words nodded to Tian Hong, so that Tian Hong understood the reason why Ziyang Zhenren forced him to write calligraphy.

Everything is for the unity of heaven and man, and the state of forgetting oneself without distractions.

All things in the world have the same end, and the practice of this brush character is similar to the Ten Stars of Panlong Nirvana.

It seems that the cultivation of Great Nirvana has gone into a misunderstanding before, and all along, Tian Hong does not care about the environment of cultivation, and even talks and chats with others when he is practicing, but now he knows that this cultivation method has greatly reduced his recovery of his divine skills.

Tian Hong refused Mr. Jiang to lay rice paper for him, but solemnly laid the soft rice paper himself and pressed it with a paperweight.

Everything is ready.

Tian Hong took a deep breath and brewed ink......

Drop the pen!

Watching the stroke fall on the paper, everyone felt as if their hearts were hit by a force, and at this moment, Tian Hong controlled the rhythm of this classroom again.

Tian Hong's writing is very slow, stroke by stroke, as if the weight of a thousand pounds, the brush gives people a contradictory feeling, between stillness and movement, blood flows backwards, and it is difficult to breathe.

Time passed little by little, and Mr. Jiang's eyes standing beside Tian Hong became extremely fanatical, as if they were about to burst into flames......

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