Letting the accompanying photographer stay outside, Jiang Lingxi walked to the inkstone she had been optimistic about before.

Seeing the person in charge coming over, he simply asked neatly: "Is this inkstone for sale?" ”

Since there is ink, it is impossible to keep it without her character, so she simply put together the other three treasures of the study room at one time, and it just so happens that the things in this studio are not bad in her opinion.

"Selling, Mr. Jiang is going to get it?"

"Well, I'd like to buy some extra brushes and paper."

Without waiting for the person in charge in front of him to react, "I'll pick it later, and I'll ask my assistant to come over and pay." ”

The person in charge of a business somehow: "...... Ah, okay, Mr. Jiang. ”

So after Jiang Lingxi came out of the inkstone area, he immediately went to the brush area and the paper silk area for a turn.

She didn't bring a photographer with her, so she could only be seen in front of a fixed lens.

It's a bit of a haunting feeling.

also saw that the observers were confused: "What is Jiang Lingxi doing?" ”

"Hanging out?"

Xu Qingmei looked at the guests who got together after completing the task, and then looked at Jiang Lingxi, who was alone, and chuckled: "Teacher Jiang looks a little out of place!" ”

Everyone else is honestly in front of the camera, and you're restless.

Do you want to be a maverick?

"She's picking things."

"Pick something?" Xu Qingmei subconsciously questioned, looking at the figure swept by the camera, "How did Mr. Shen see this, why didn't I see that she was picking something?" ”

Whoever picks up something just looks at it and leaves, she goes to the mall and sees her favorite bag and takes it down.

Shen Yunqing noticed the brush and paper that Jiang Lingxi looked at a few more times, and said in her heart: Your Majesty's aesthetics have really not changed at all.

As for the doubts on the side, Quan Dang didn't hear it.

Xu Qingmei waited for a while and didn't wait for a reply, and couldn't help but turn her head to look over, and saw that this person was watching seriously in front of the split screen, how could she be ready to answer what she meant.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he took a deep breath.

Then the PD, who was in charge of controlling the field, received the look she saw.

Be sure to cut this clip when you cut it!

It is impossible for Xu Yinghou to be taken down by anyone.

Especially in front of the camera.

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Before you know it, the sunset is already all over the window.

The task of repairing the inkstone of Suyi has finally come to an end, but the more you are about to succeed, the more you can't relax, and if you are not careful, you will lose all your efforts.

The old master originally thought that he wanted to remind her at this time, but seeing that this girl was still steady and not a little irritable, he swallowed back the words of reminder.

There was a cheer from Qian Yaya outside.

Her ink was taken out of the dry room.

A few soft strips when you put it in, which will have become a hard ink strip.

Rao is Jiang Lingxi couldn't help but secretly praise after hearing the movement outside: This dry room is really convenient!

If this was placed in ancient times, it would have to be done in the shade for at least a month or two, or even half a year.

Now with the blessing of technology, it will be good in a while.

The speed has increased so much!

"Brother Jinghuai, my ink is ready!"

Jing Huai looked at Qian Yaya, who was holding the ink inkstone and rice paper, and rushed towards him, and the hand holding the brush couldn't help but tremble.

Still haven't escaped!

He originally wanted to write a picture for this girl in private and finish it, but now he has to finish it under the camera, and he really can't be happy to be driven away from the shelves.

But Lu Sen also leaned over with Shen Hechen's shoulder, "Let's also enjoy Teacher Jing's Yuan Zhaoti, Teacher Jing doesn't mind, right?" ”

Jing Huai smiled and gritted his back molars, "Naturally, I don't mind." ”

Qian Yaya had already set up the inkstone and the proclamation, and began to polish the ink diligently.

Li Wanxuan pressed her eyes that looked a little sour at the screen, looking at the young man who was about to write on the screen at this moment, she remembered that this Jinghuai was the star who was airborne.

This will know that the other party will also be the most difficult to practice Yuan Zhaoti, and her dissatisfaction with this person will also be reduced a little.

sighed: "In these years, few young people will choose to practice Yuan Zhaoti. This Jinghuai will actually be, but it is rare! ”

Xu Qingmei originally wanted to ask if this Yuan Zhaoti had anything to do with Emperor Yuan Zhao, but if she asked so, she might expose her ignorance.

Although she could ask the program team to pinch this section when editing, she still didn't want Shen Yunqing, who was sitting next to her, to know that she didn't even know this.

I had to silently suppress this doubt in my heart again.

"Brother Jinghuai, the ink is polished."

Jing Huai pinched the brush that had been dipped in ink, looked at the blank rice paper under his hand, and took a deep breath.

Up to now, he can only silently comfort himself, the handwriting left by Emperor Yuan Zhao is less, and it is more of a copy of the descendants, even if he doesn't write very similarly, not many people should be able to see it.

You can't all gather around him.

Even if he saw it, he could explain that what he used to practice Yuan Zhaoti was just a copy of his descendants.

It is not written like a real Yuan Zhao style can be understood.

Thinking about it like this, he suddenly felt certain.

"Have you figured out what you want me to write?"

Qian Yaya nodded hurriedly, she had already thought about it, "Brother Jinghuai, you just write, the fresh clothes are angry, and you will live up to your time." This is my favorite sentence, and at the end of the payment, I will write a gift to Yaya and add your signature. ”

Jing Huai responded with a smile: "Okay." ”

As soon as the word 'fresh' came out, Qian Yaya's little face full of anticipation was stunned, and Lu Sen and Shen Hechen, who were watching, couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

However, the changes in the expressions of the three people were not noticed by Jing Huai, who was writing seriously.

There were only thirteen words in total, and it was written quickly.

Jing Huai put down the brush, and then looked up at Qian Yaya, who seemed to be a little distracted standing opposite, "Yaya, I've written it." ”

"Ah, okay," Qian Yaya hurriedly raised a smile, "Thank you, Brother Jinghuai." ”

"You're welcome, it's not very well written, you just don't dislike it."

"No, don't dislike it, don't dislike it."

Lu Sen and Shen Hechen withdrew their gaze from the eight big characters, glanced at each other silently, and said nothing.

Although they have never seen the handwriting of Emperor Yuan Zhao, they can still distinguish the quality of the words.

Regardless of whether the word written by Jing Huai is Yuan Zhaoti or not, just talking about this word, they are really a little unsightly.

If you have to evaluate, you can only get the form, not the god.

Fortunately, this person is still self-aware and knows that he can't write well.

will be selected for this show, I guess it depends on painting!

Look at Qian Yaya who smiled and took the idol's handwritten gift, this ...... It's probably a fan filter!

Jiang Lingxi came out after picking out the brush, and saw a few people gathered together, her eyes swept over the rice paper in Qian Yaya's hand, fell on the ink strip on the table, and asked casually: "Your ink strip is ready, is it easy to use?" ”

"It's a little sticky when you grind."

"It should be that the glue failed to blend well."

"I think so too, but if you want to use it, you have to ask Brother Jinghuai, Brother Jinghuai just helped me write."

Jing Huai looked at Jiang Lingxi, "It's quite smooth to write, easy to use." ”

Jiang Lingxi glanced at the big characters that fell on the paper, and after seeing the effect of the ink strip first, he looked at the words again, "This is the word you wrote on this paper?" ”

"Hmm."

Jiang Lingxi nodded and did not comment.

She really didn't see any resemblance between the character and her own font.

There was silence in the Commentator's observation room.

If you want to say how much you looked forward to it at the beginning, then how disappointed Li Wanxuan would be.

That's it, can it also be called Yuan Zhaoti?

She saw that the fire in her heart came out, and she hated to use the ability to write Yuan Zhaoti to show her ability in her life, but it was not bullshit when she wrote it!

But someone added a fire to her next to her, "This is a good handwriting!" By the way, I remember that Jiang Lingxi and Mr. Jiang are filming "Empress Yuan Zhao", there should be a lot of plots in the costume drama to write brush characters, this part can just find Jing Huai to help, two people from one company are still on the same show, how convenient! When the time comes, when the drama is broadcast, with Jing Huai's hand Yuan Zhaoti, it can also add a lot of points to the drama. ”

As soon as Xu Qingmei's words fell, Li Wanxuan couldn't help but sneer, but before she could speak, an unceremonious voice reached everyone's ears first.

"He deserves it too!"

(End of chapter)