Rebirth of the peerless macho

Watching Tian Hong walk up to the podium step by step, an extreme silence suddenly appeared in the classroom, as if an invisible force was manipulating the air.

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

People have an illusion, as if they are participating in a solemn ceremony.

"Hello, teacher." Tian Hong walked to the edge of the podium and bowed to Teacher Jiang with a respectful face.

"Hello, Tian Hong."

Mr. Jiang was inexplicably flattered, and hurriedly stepped aside to lay out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Tian Hong. When laying it out, he couldn't help but carefully observe this legendary figure. He looked very ordinary, but that There is a kind of prestige between the brows that other students don't have...no...prestige...

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

Tian Hong stood behind the podium with his hands hanging down, looking at Mr. Jiang respectfully arranging the four treasures of his study. That action seemed weird, but it was natural, as if everything was reasonable matter.

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

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

This strange feeling quickly disappeared.

"Okay!" Tian Hong said lightly, and Teacher Jiang moved away hastily.

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

People were staring at the writing brush in Tian Hong's hand. The brush seemed to be extremely heavy, and their hearts beat violently inexplicably.

The so-called experts know if there is one as soon as they make a move!

Mr. Jiang is also a master here. Seeing Tian Hong's movements and demeanor when writing, he immediately knew that he had encountered a master.

The so-called calligrapher, that is to say, calligrapher, is not only beautiful in writing, but also has an ability to calm one's mind, also known as a sense of rhythm. As soon as Tian Hong picked up the pen, his respectful expression disappeared immediately, and his gestures and gestures were all affected. People's eyes, the moment he picked up the pen, he had already mastered the sense of rhythm.

In fact, in life, there are many folk artists who have this ability. No matter how many people are watching, they can control the scene through expressions, movements, and even breathing. Many master artists, when performing , the audience can't help but hold their breath and keep a kind of extreme silence. Many people think that this is the high quality of some audiences, but it is actually wrong. world……

Of course, Tian Hong was far from being able to be compared with a calligrapher in the Sui Dynasty, but his teacher was Ziyang Zhenren.

pen!

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

Although it is below, most of the students have already stood up, and they couldn't help being stunned when they saw some weird patterns drawn by Tian Hong. Although most of the people here have not learned calligraphy, calligraphy is a In terms of Chinese studies, ordinary people can still know some ways.

"Hey, classmate Tian Hong, you are a ghost painting talisman! Haha..." A piercing voice broke the tense silence.

The one who spoke was the boy who was around Sumanman all day long.

"Don't make trouble, our classmate Tian Hong is performing a profound art for us." Su Manman sarcastically smugly.

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha……"

With the two of them making jokes, the students suddenly burst into laughter, but they didn't see that the usually kind Teacher Jiang was already pale.

"Shut up, be quiet!" Teacher Jiang yelled.

Immediately, the whole classroom became audible. The students looked at the angry teacher Jiang in puzzlement. They didn't understand why Teacher Jiang had such a big temper.

"Student Tian Hong is testing the pen, don't make a fuss if you don't understand it!" Teacher Jiang said coldly.

"Mr. Jiang, what is a test pen? Why haven't I heard of it?" Su Manman blushed. She was the first to make noise just now, and she was naturally dissatisfied.

"Real everyone will not write rashly, because for them, an unfamiliar environment cannot write excellent works. Before writing, they will let themselves integrate into a new environment, and testing pens is a must. First of all, the test pen will make you familiar with the tip, alignment, roundness, and strength of the pen, and at the same time, you can also grasp the concentration of the ink. Of course, the most important thing is that you can know the ink absorption of the rice paper from the test pen..."

"It is necessary to understand these, and the last step is the most important, which is to adjust one's body and mind to a state of coordination, to form a whole with the four treasures of the study, a closed space, to put everything outside the body into a closed space. Forget, to achieve the unity of man and nature, so that you can write excellent works, in fact, this is also the reason why the ancients used to drink alcohol when they created, in fact, drinking can make people get rid of distracting thoughts..."

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

"It's okay, the writing test was only popular in ancient times, and some ancient writing test skills have also been lost. Except for some masters who pay attention to it, ordinary people have never heard of it, because the modern four treasures of the study are fundamentally different from the ancient four treasures of the study. For example, the ancient Xuan paper manufacturing technology is not mature, and when there is no Xuan paper, it is written with silk, the ink absorption of silk is difficult to control, and the difference between ink is even greater, now we don’t grind ink by ourselves at all... oh... ...Student Tian Hong, I'm sorry to bother you." Teacher Jiang suddenly found that Tian Hong was also listening to him, and his expression was quite focused.

"The teacher is right."

Tian Hong bowed deeply to Mr. Jiang, which made Mr. Jiang blush. He had never been given such a big gift before, but Tian Hong's movements were not at all artificial, and his expression was natural, which made him unavoidable.

Mr. Jiang's words actually inspired Tian Hong, and made Tian Hong understand the reason why Master Ziyang forced him to write calligraphy.

Everything is for the unity of nature and man, the state of self-forgetfulness without distracting thoughts.

All things in the world lead to the same goal by different routes. The method of practicing brush calligraphy is similar to the Nirvana of Panlong and Ten Stars.

It seems that the practice of Great Nirvana went into a misunderstanding before. All along, Tian Hong didn't care about the environment of practice, and even talked and chatted with others during the practice. Only now did he know that this practice method allowed him to recover his supernatural powers. Discounted.

Tian Hong refused Mr. Jiang to spread the rice paper for him, but he laid out the soft rice paper himself with a serious face, and pressed it with a paperweight.

Everything is ready.

Tian Hong took a deep breath, poured ink...

pen!

Seeing the pen falling on the paper, everyone felt as if their hearts were hit by a force. At this moment, Tian Hong controlled the rhythm of the classroom again.

Tian Hong's writing is very slow, each stroke seems to be extremely heavy, and the brush gives people a feeling of contradiction, between stillness and movement, the blood flows back, and it is difficult to breathe.

Time passed bit by bit, and the eyes of Mr. Jiang standing beside Tian Hong became incomparably fanatical, as if flames were about to burst out...