Therefore, if you write like this, you can use a sentence to describe the past and the present, and this situation is also normal in the cultural circle, and it is possible that they don't need to say it at all, they can think that this is a metaphor for the present.

Time passed slowly, and Qin Lan's writing movements became faster and faster.

The whole set of actions is smooth and smooth, without a trace of pause and hesitation.

Shi Lei and Sun Jiaojiao don't know much about calligraphy, but they can see the elegance in Qin Lan's words.

Sun Jiaojiao controlled the live broadcast ball and aimed at Qin Lan's piece of paper.

On the barrage, unconsciously, there was an exclamation mark full of screens!

"it!"

"I'm a graduate student in the Department of Literature, and I've predicted that everyone here will doubt life in the future."

"As a calligrapher, it took me half a minute to slow down from the moment she wrote the first word."

"I'm in a calligraphy class right now, and the teacher directly asked me to put the live projection on the light screen above the classroom."

"It's really that powerful??"

"I don't understand, but I think Qin Lan's words are really beautiful!!"

Regarding the barrage full of screens, Qin Lan didn't pay attention to it.

She devoted herself to this Lanting collection preface.

Before you know it, half of it has already been written.

And by this time, someone on the field had already finished writing.

The bigwigs of the cultural association in the Lanting came to the person who finished writing in turn and began to comment.

From time to time, there was a burst of admiration.

There were many people with extremely high calligraphy attainments, although their reputation was not comparable to that of Shen Xia.

However, the words written can also be compared with him.

"This article is well written, and the words are also very good, excellent!"

Wu Mingguang praised a young man named Chen Liang, who is also somewhat famous in the industry, is a short video blogger, and is also a top student in the Department of Literature.

"It's really good, except for the penmanship that is a little immature, everything else is very good." Shen Yanfeng also nodded.

"Thank you Mr. Wu and Mr. Shen for their comments."

Chen Liang was also very happy to receive Wu Mingguang's praise.

These two represent the authority of poetry and calligraphy respectively in the cultural circle, and they can be praised by the authority, and he has a wonderful stroke on his resume.

In the world of calligraphy, in addition to strength, it is recognition.

There are some people who write very beautifully, but if they are not recognized by authority, their words are not valuable.

This is a very real problem, not everyone knows calligraphy.

In the world of calligraphy, a large part of the value of your work depends on the recognition of this group of people who stand at the pinnacle.

Next, there were several more works that were praised.

They are all grateful to Wu Mingguang and Shen Yanfeng.

Sometimes, a word from a big guy is worth several years of hard work.

Finally, Shen Xia also finished writing.

He put down his brush and took a deep breath.

Confidently blowing on the ink that had not yet dried.

Seeing this, Shen Yanfeng just wanted to lead a group of people towards Shen Xia.

However, he was stopped by Wu Mingguang.

"Let's review other people's first." Wu Mingguang had something to say.

Qin Lan was still immersed in writing, Wu Mingguang still held on to hope, if Qin Lan's calligraphy was as good as that of chanting poetry, then his heart would be balanced.

"Haha, it's fine." However, Shen Yanfeng didn't understand what he meant.

thought that Wu Mingguang wanted his son Shen Xia to finale.

That's what he wants.

Next, a group of people commented on the work next to each other.

There were a few more good words that were praised.

In the end, only Shen Xia and Qin Lan remained.

At this time, Qin Lan also put down the brush in his hand.

"Let's show it together." It was Wu Mingguang who spoke.

He silently recited a miracle in his heart, come on Qin Lan!

"That's a good idea." When Shen Yanfeng heard this, he said with a smile.

Qin Lan won two games in a row, if Shen Xia's words were written at this time and won against Qin Lan, it could be regarded as earning back face for the cultural circle.

After deciding, the four assistants dressed as maids came to Shen Xia and Qin Lan respectively.

"Next, let's enjoy Shen Xia's works first."

After Shen Yanfeng finished speaking, one of the two assistants held the end of the text panel and opened the text panel to display.

"Hey, it's a book!"

"Shen Xia's calligraphy attainments are really worthy of his reputation!"

"The pen is chic and elegant, this kind of quality is enough to compare with the older generation of calligraphy masters!"

"It deserves to be one of the four talents!"

In the big guy's comment group, there was a burst of amazing voices.

The reaction of these people was also expected by Shen Xia, so he behaved modestly and politely, and hugged his fists in gratitude to everyone.

Seeing that his son was praised, Shen Yanfeng smiled on his face.

Just when the father and son were beaming with pride, someone let out an exclamation.

"it!"

That's right, don't doubt that this quintessence of the country was made by a seventy-something bigwig in the cultural world.

He rushed to Qin Lan's words and took out reading glasses from his pocket.

Carefully observed, the mouth was amazed again and again.

The attention of a group of people was attracted by him, and they all turned their heads to look.

"it!"

"it!"

"Hiss"

"This, this, this"

When I saw Qin Lan's words clearly, the quintessence of the country came and went.

Shen Yanfeng trembled on the spot as if he had been shocked, and his face was full of deep astonishment!!

The whole exchange meeting was messed up.

A group of respected cultural circle bigwigs, huddled together, surrounded by two little girls. The text panel in his hand let out bursts of exclamation.

I haven't seen the world, how can I see that he is a big man who has studied culture for decades.

And Qin Lan, who wrote this character, has been squeezed outside by this group of bigwigs.

She and Sun Jiaojiao and Shi Lei stood to the side in a daze, looking confused.

Sun Jiaojiao controlled the live broadcast ball and gave a close-up of their faces one by one around this group of bigwigs.

The audience in the live broadcast room was immediately amused.

"Haha, these old men are also funny, pointing around the two girls, isn't this particularly insulting?"

"Maybe, the more powerful the person, the more you can feel the shock, like us laymen only know that she is good-looking, but we don't know where the good-looking is."

"If I hadn't seen her write it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that such an awesome word was written by a teenager."

"Qin Lan is crazy again!!"

The audience in the live broadcast room is discussing.

The bigwigs in the cultural circle who gathered around not only wore reading glasses, but some even took out magnifying glasses.

"The skills are old, the pen is as smooth as water, today is really a long insight!"

"Good chic strokes, rigid and soft, dot painting concise, the old man has studied calligraphy and painting for decades, and the first time I saw someone who could write so exquisitely!"

"When the world can write such a charming word, the only horrors are Zhang Suyu, Ms. Zhang and the book saint Shen Shan!"

When someone said that Shen Shan, everyone turned their eyes to Shen Yanfeng on the side.

The Shen family is a calligraphy family of the Federal Empire, and compared to Zhang Suyu, a person who has retired, everyone thinks more of Shen Shan.