The Goddess Signed In For a Year, and I Turned Over

Among today's calligraphers in China, at most, they imitate the charm of the ancients, and no one can write calligraphy and painting of their own style.

Only the author of this copybook has written his own style.

Bai Qiyun slowly took out the wooden box, and whispered in his mouth: "Grab, you must be unable to rob me. I am afraid that if the copybook is broken during the scramble, the gain will not be worth the loss. NS!"

As soon as these words came out, Qian Chun's face fell suddenly, and said angrily, "Boy, don't worry, although I don't have money as you, I have a bottom line than you! Hurry up!"

Bai Qiyun's words are not aggressive, but very insulting!

"Okay, don't rush, you can take a good look, don't break it!" Bai Qiyun took the copybook out of the wooden box.

Open slowly.

In an instant, in Qian Chun's eyes, the three characters "Congjun Xing" appeared.

Just looking at these three words made Qian Chun's mouth unable to close, his eyes widened, and his heart was shocked.

Hastily took out his reading glasses, leaned closer and observed it carefully.

"this···"

"Floating like a cloud, strong and soft, good words!" Qian Chun couldn't help but praised:

"Looking at the ink marks, it should have only been a few days after it was written, and the character actually has a charm, but I can't even tell, which ancient style is this!"

"Boy, where did your copybook come from?"

Qianchun asked a little excitedly.

This has to make him excited!

In the Chinese calligraphy circle, no one has been able to write such a charming copybook for many years.

Although there are many calligraphers on the bright side today, their writing is not even worse than the ancients.

If you can copy the charm of the ancients, in today's calligraphy world, that would be regarded as the existence of a master in the world.

As for the charm of writing your own style?

This one is really not there yet.

After all, contemporary calligraphers don't want to go back in ancient times, there is only one way to go. Today's calligraphers have many ways to choose.

So if you can't get that kind, you can practice calligraphy to the extreme, or practice painting to the extreme.

After a long period of time, the works of the entire calligraphy circle are gradually regressing.

But the copybook in front of Qian Chun's eyes is still brand-new in ink, and the workmanship of this rice paper is obviously produced in modern times, indicating that it did not come from an ancient person.

However, its charm is unique, chic and elegant. In Qian Chun's cognition, no ancients have this style.

It can only show that the person who wrote this copybook must be a modern person. What's more terrifying is that he is not copying the ancients, but really created his own style, showing his own in the copybook. Charm.

"Old Qian, how about this word first!" Xiru yxlmxsw.com Xiru

Seeing Qian Chun's expression, Bai Qiyun was very satisfied and deliberately sold Guanzi and said.

Secretly contemptuous in my heart.

Mr. Qian's mentality is not good. When I saw this calligraphy and painting for the first time, he was not so gagged!

It's just that Bai Qiyun didn't know that the more people who studied calligraphy, the more shocked they would react after seeing this copybook.

Qian Chun's face flushed a little because of the shock in his heart, and said, "This, this word is very good, very good!"

He doesn't know what word to use to evaluate this copybook.

However, what excites him more is still to come.

When he continued to look down along the "Coming in the Army", he almost ‘passed’ with excitement.

Seeing this, Bai Qiyun hurriedly walked behind him, stroked Qian Chun's back with his palm, and calmly said: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, calm down, take a deep breath!"

Qian Chun is now almost 80, and if he'passes' with excitement because of this copybook, then Bai Qiyun will be in trouble.

Originally, I just wanted to show off and take away that piece of golden silk nan casually, but I never thought of sending Qian away.

After Qian Chun took a few deep breaths, his mood finally calmed down. He took out a box of antihypertensive medicine from his pocket and swallowed it with a grunt.

"Quickly, who wrote this copybook, and where did you get it!"

After taking the antihypertensive medicine, Qian Chun continued to ask.

"This is given to me by my daughter and her boyfriend. It seems to be a good brother of him. He also knows Mr. Qian, and Qi Zhongxun's grandson-in-law, he said he wrote it!" Bai Qiyun said truthfully.

However, in his heart, he still doesn't believe it, this word was written by Lu Yunqi.

"Qi Zhongxun's grandson-in-law?" Qian Chun thought slightly.

He knew Qi Zhongxun, but he didn't pay attention to his grandson-in-law. Besides, the old guy has so many granddaughters, which grandson-in-law wrote it?

"Ah, it was written by Lu Yunqi, the current president of Haochen Group, Qi Xuanxuan's husband!" Bai Qiyun couldn't help but reminded.

"Lu Yunqi?" Qian Chun frowned slightly, eyes raised, looking for the memory of this person in his mind.

After a while, he suddenly said:

"It's the one who wrote the martial arts novel "The Eight Dragons", and then made TV dramas and movies by himself, and who can sing?"

After the novel "Eight Dragons and Eight Books" became popular, Qian Chun went to read it when he heard the people below talk about the book.

At the beginning, I just wanted to see the author's writing, but as a result, I was fascinated by it.

"Yes, he is a very talented young man!" Bai Qiyun replied with a wry smile on his face.

Good son-in-law, someone else's!

However, when he thought that this song "Joining the Army" was chosen by Baicha boyfriend to give him ~www.readwn.com~ a triumphant smile appeared on his face:

"Old Qian, this poem was chosen by my son-in-law specially for our Bai family. Can you appreciate it?"

How could Qian Chun fail to see that Bai Qiyun has obtained a masterpiece that has won his heart, and he is showing it off!

However, he didn't go to complain, but read it aloud in a low voice:

"Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looks at Yumen Pass;"

"Huang Sha wears golden armor for a hundred battles, and he won't return it if he doesn't break Loulan."

"Good, good, good poem, it is really a good poem to be able to write such a momentum!"

Qian Chun praised it heartily after reading it in a low voice.

The first two sentences are the majestic writing, enough to show the vast border scene, making people feel like they are in a battlefield.

And the following two sentences are a good description of Bian Rong's heroic ambition, not fear of sacrifice, that kind of death.

In just 28 words, it has told the world too many things.

This person must be an ambitious person.

If you don't break Loulan, you won't pay it back~~~!

"Hahahaha, absolutely, absolutely!"

Qian Chun looked at the calligraphy and painting in front of him, laughed loudly, and kept complimenting him.

Seeing this, Bai Qiyun was extremely proud.

When I saw this copybook for the first time today, why didn't Bai Qiyun want to look up to the sky and laugh? Mi He Mi

But the scene at that time didn't allow it, and the general human body couldn't understand that kind of aggrievedness.

"How about, Old Qian, this copybook can match your expectations!" Bai Qiyun asked appropriately at this time.

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