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[It's really nonsense, it's ridiculous, I called my master over just to see him write with a little kid? It's not bad that the math can be counted well, and writing calligraphy is really funny. 】
When Zhou Li and his apprentices looked down upon themselves, the tourists who watched the excitement around the living room also whispered:
"This kid looks only seven or eight years old, can he understand calligraphy?"
"I definitely don't understand. What can I understand? At this age, I don't think I can recognize all Chinese characters."
"This is too dramatic. Let a kid come and write an inscription on the resort. What does the boss think."
"Yeah, I don't understand. The calligraphy is so complicated. Except for Master Zhou Li, no one can write an inscription on this resort."
"Calligraphy pays attention to the eight peaks, scattered and echoed. Calligraphy is the expression of emotions, not the expression of skills. Calligraphy is silent music and invisible dance. This requires experienced people to do it. He is seven or eight years old. Older children, wherever they have experienced so many things, they naturally have no emotion in the writing."
"Conscientiousness, brushstrokes, staggeredness, in one go, combined use of the middle and sides, the combination of rigidity and softness, and the combination of strength and softness. This calligraphy looks like writing and writing. In fact, there are many doorways in it. Just this little kid, I don't think it will work. "
"It's pretty good that he can get the right brush. The words he writes are really good, I can think of it."
"The owner of this resort is really confused, alas."
"That's right, some masters don't use it, but let a child write the inscription, but I don't understand it."
"Started to write and started to write. Seeing him like this, he looks pretty good."
"It's okay to pick up the pen, just look at the words."
When the tourists talked about this, Ye Xuan had already raised the writing brush and hung it in the air, thinking a little bit in his mind, and then put the ink-stained writing brush on the paper with confidence, shaking his wrist, and it was done in one go, and a sentence appeared on the white paper. Verse:
There are tall buildings in the northwest.
Then Ye Xuan picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, then hung the brush high again, dropped it on the paper in one go, and wrote the next half sentence:
Go up with the floating clouds.
The stroke is clear and faint, strong and soft, the pen is shocking, and the words are like clouds, all in one go, without any pause or hesitation, decisive and elegant.
The characters on the white paper have all the essentials of the calligraphy steps, and they are all done to the extreme. They are patchy, and each stroke reflects a magnificent emotion in it.
Moreover, the painting environment appears in the characters, the rhythms appear in the paintings, and the rhythms contain the living **** of the whole character. In the gods, there is the true self. At first glance, it seems to be drawn away from reality and placed in ancient times. The rivers and mountains are picturesque, and the green leaves are on the boat, listening to the singing of birds, blowing the refreshing breeze in the mountains, and admiring the unobstructed scenery of hundreds of miles, which makes people extremely cozy and enjoyable.
When everyone looked at the words, they all felt as if a breeze had blown, and they were dragged into the picturesque place to play around, and they were extremely comfortable. After returning to their senses, they were all shocked, and they discussed:
"Oh my God, the word Ye Dong, it's so good. I have participated in so many calligraphy conferences. I have never seen such a good calligraphy written by Ye Dong. It is so wonderful, it is so wonderful."
"It's really amazing, this word is so wonderful, I love this wording too much, Ye Dong is really talented!"
"Is able to write such a technique, Ye Dong is really extraordinary, he must be a man in the sky, it is amazing!"
"If you hang this word at home and read it once a day, you will feel better, I don't know how much, it will be too comfortable."
"It's really amazing. I have never seen such a good handwriting in my life. Ye Dong is really a god!"
When the bosses admired, Zhou Li, the calligraphy and painting master of the Tianjing Calligraphy Association next to him, also looked at the character with dumbfoundedness.
He tremblingly touched the corners of the white paper, his eyes exuded indescribable shock, he wanted to touch the word with his hands, but he was afraid of dipping the wet ink into a mess. The whole person felt like a dream, watching The poem shook his head vigorously, and after a long time, he calmed his mind, then turned to look at Ye Xuan, and bowed:
"I Zhou Li has been in calligraphy for more than 30 years. I have been learning calligraphy and calligraphy since I was young. I broke through the bottleneck and reached the realm of the real self. I thought that my calligraphy had reached a very high realm, so I was more arrogant and contented. Now, after seeing Ye Dong’s word, I understand what a person is. There is someone outside, and there is sky outside the sky."
"If you want to compare, I really can't get Zhou Li's calligraphy. I have never seen such a charming calligraphy. Here, I Zhou Li would like to worship Ye Dong as a teacher and sincerely learn calligraphy!"
Everyone was shocked again when he said this. They looked at Zhou Li's sincere attitude and looked at each other. They couldn't believe this scene. Unexpectedly, Zhou Li, a master of calligraphy and painting, would be willing to bow down to a little ass. The child is a disciple in front of him.
What kind of thing is this, this is simply unheard of!
Ye Xuan was also a little embarrassed, watching Zhou Li smiled and said:
"Master Zhou, this is really unruly, and there is nothing amazing about my word. With Master Zhou's attainments, it is better than me."
This was Ye Xuan's tactful refusal. Everyone knew it, and Zhou Li also understood this, but he still bent and clasped his fists:
"The word Ye Dong has entered the realm of heaven and man. I am afraid that Zhou Li will not be able to break through this bottleneck in my lifetime. I also hope that Ye Dong can accept Zhou Li as a disciple, and I will study sincerely!"
Ye Xuan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard these words, and waved his head and said:
"But this is indeed too uncompliance with Master Zhou. It is really bad if you want to say it, and it will damage your appearance, and it will cause a lot of harm to you in the future, so let's forget it."
A generation of masters worshipped a child as the master~www.novelhall.com~ It is really inappropriate to say it, and it is not in accordance with the rules. It will inevitably be insulted by the outside world and will leave Zhou Li with a lot of bad impressions. .
When Zhou Li heard Ye Xuan say this, he also understood the consequences of the incident, but he was a idiot who could learn better calligraphy, so what fear did he have for the evaluation of the outside world?
So bowed again:
"Don't worry Ye Dong, Zhou will deal with it, and I hope Dong Ye can accept Zhou Li as a disciple."
"Master Zhou, this thing is really impossible. I hope you can forgive me if you use a golden basin and a mercury basin."
When Ye Xuan said this, Zhou Li understood. He also sighed a long sigh at the moment, staring blankly at the word that was placed on the table, which was called a miracle.
The shock on the faces of the apprentices behind him hasn't completely disappeared. They stared at the master's lonely back and couldn't say a word, and they didn't know what to say.
All the bosses also showed shocked faces, and they looked at each other for a long time, and they couldn't tell the emotions.
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[It's really nonsense, it's ridiculous, I called my master over just to see him write with a little kid? It's not bad that the math can be counted well, and writing calligraphy is really funny. 】
When Zhou Li and his apprentices looked down upon themselves, the tourists who watched the excitement around the living room also whispered:
"This kid looks only seven or eight years old, can he understand calligraphy?"
"I definitely don't understand. What can I understand? At this age, I don't think I can recognize all Chinese characters."
"This is too dramatic. Let a kid come and write an inscription on the resort. What does the boss think."
"Yeah, I don't understand. The calligraphy is so complicated. Except for Master Zhou Li, no one can write an inscription on this resort."
"Calligraphy pays attention to the eight peaks, scattered and echoed. Calligraphy is the expression of emotions, not the expression of skills. Calligraphy is silent music and invisible dance. This requires experienced people to do it. He is seven or eight years old. Older children, wherever they have experienced so many things, they naturally have no emotion in the writing."
"Conscientiousness, brushstrokes, staggeredness, in one go, combined use of the middle and sides, the combination of rigidity and softness, and the combination of strength and softness. This calligraphy looks like writing and writing. In fact, there are many doorways in it. Just this little kid, I don't think it will work. "
"It's pretty good that he can get the right brush. The words he writes are really good, I can think of it."
"The owner of this resort is really confused, alas."
"That's right, some masters don't use it, but let a child write the inscription, but I don't understand it."
"Started to write and started to write. Seeing him like this, he looks pretty good."
"It's okay to pick up the pen, just look at the words."
When the tourists talked about this, Ye Xuan had already raised the writing brush and hung it in the air, thinking a little bit in his mind, and then put the ink-stained writing brush on the paper with confidence, shaking his wrist, and it was done in one go, and a sentence appeared on the white paper. Verse:
There are tall buildings in the northwest.
Then Ye Xuan picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, then hung the brush high again, dropped it on the paper in one go, and wrote the next half sentence:
Go up with the floating clouds.
The stroke is clear and faint, strong and soft, the pen is shocking, and the words are like clouds, all in one go, without any pause or hesitation, decisive and elegant.
The characters on the white paper have all the essentials of the calligraphy steps, and they are all done to the extreme. They are patchy, and each stroke reflects a magnificent emotion in it.
Moreover, the painting environment appears in the characters, the rhythms appear in the paintings, and the rhythms contain the living **** of the whole character. In the gods, there is the true self. At first glance, it seems to be drawn away from reality and placed in ancient times. The rivers and mountains are picturesque, and the green leaves are on the boat, listening to the singing of birds, blowing the refreshing breeze in the mountains, and admiring the unobstructed scenery of hundreds of miles, which makes people extremely cozy and enjoyable.
When everyone looked at the words, they all felt as if a breeze had blown, and they were dragged into the picturesque place to play around, and they were extremely comfortable. After returning to their senses, they were all shocked, and they discussed:
"Oh my God, the word Ye Dong, it's so good. I have participated in so many calligraphy conferences. I have never seen such a good calligraphy written by Ye Dong. It is so wonderful, it is so wonderful."
"It's really amazing, this word is so wonderful, I love this wording too much, Ye Dong is really talented!"
"Is able to write such a technique, Ye Dong is really extraordinary, he must be a man in the sky, it is amazing!"
"If you hang this word at home and read it once a day, you will feel better, I don't know how much, it will be too comfortable."
"It's really amazing. I have never seen such a good handwriting in my life. Ye Dong is really a god!"
When the bosses admired, Zhou Li, the calligraphy and painting master of the Tianjing Calligraphy Association next to him, also looked at the character with dumbfoundedness.
He tremblingly touched the corners of the white paper, his eyes exuded indescribable shock, he wanted to touch the word with his hands, but he was afraid of dipping the wet ink into a mess. The whole person felt like a dream, watching The poem shook his head vigorously, and after a long time, he calmed his mind, then turned to look at Ye Xuan, and bowed:
"I Zhou Li has been in calligraphy for more than 30 years. I have been learning calligraphy and calligraphy since I was young. I broke through the bottleneck and reached the realm of the real self. I thought that my calligraphy had reached a very high realm, so I was more arrogant and contented. Now, after seeing Ye Dong’s word, I understand what a person is. There is someone outside, and there is sky outside the sky."
"If you want to compare, I really can't get Zhou Li's calligraphy. I have never seen such a charming calligraphy. Here, I Zhou Li would like to worship Ye Dong as a teacher and sincerely learn calligraphy!"
Everyone was shocked again when he said this. They looked at Zhou Li's sincere attitude and looked at each other. They couldn't believe this scene. Unexpectedly, Zhou Li, a master of calligraphy and painting, would be willing to bow down to a little ass. The child is a disciple in front of him.
What kind of thing is this, this is simply unheard of!
Ye Xuan was also a little embarrassed, watching Zhou Li smiled and said:
"Master Zhou, this is really unruly, and there is nothing amazing about my word. With Master Zhou's attainments, it is better than me."
This was Ye Xuan's tactful refusal. Everyone knew it, and Zhou Li also understood this, but he still bent and clasped his fists:
"The word Ye Dong has entered the realm of heaven and man. I am afraid that Zhou Li will not be able to break through this bottleneck in my lifetime. I also hope that Ye Dong can accept Zhou Li as a disciple, and I will study sincerely!"
Ye Xuan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard these words, and waved his head and said:
"But this is indeed too uncompliance with Master Zhou. It is really bad if you want to say it, and it will damage your appearance, and it will cause a lot of harm to you in the future, so let's forget it."
A generation of masters worshipped a child as the master~www.novelhall.com~ It is really inappropriate to say it, and it is not in accordance with the rules. It will inevitably be insulted by the outside world and will leave Zhou Li with a lot of bad impressions. .
When Zhou Li heard Ye Xuan say this, he also understood the consequences of the incident, but he was a idiot who could learn better calligraphy, so what fear did he have for the evaluation of the outside world?
So bowed again:
"Don't worry Ye Dong, Zhou will deal with it, and I hope Dong Ye can accept Zhou Li as a disciple."
"Master Zhou, this thing is really impossible. I hope you can forgive me if you use a golden basin and a mercury basin."
When Ye Xuan said this, Zhou Li understood. He also sighed a long sigh at the moment, staring blankly at the word that was placed on the table, which was called a miracle.
The shock on the faces of the apprentices behind him hasn't completely disappeared. They stared at the master's lonely back and couldn't say a word, and they didn't know what to say.
All the bosses also showed shocked faces, and they looked at each other for a long time, and they couldn't tell the emotions.
It's really nonsense, it's ridiculous, I called my master over just to see him write with a little kid? It's not bad that the math can be counted well, and writing calligraphy is really funny. When Zhou Li and his apprentices looked down upon themselves, the tourists who watched the excitement around the living room also whispered:"This kid looks only seven or eight years old, can he understand calligraphy?""I definitely don't understand. What can I understand? At this age, I don't think I can recognize all Chinese characters.""This is too dramatic. Let a kid come and write an inscription on the resort. What does the boss think.""Yeah, I don't understand. The calligraphy is so complicated. Except for Master Zhou Li, no one can write an inscription on this resort.""Calligraphy pays attention to the eight peaks, scattered and echoed. Calligraphy is the expression of emotions, not the expression of skills. Calligraphy is silent music and invisible dance. This requires experienced people to do it. He is seven or eight years old. Older children, wherever they have experienced so many things, they naturally have no emotion in the writing.""Conscientiousness, brushstrokes, staggeredness, in one go, combined use of the middle and sides, the combination of rigidity and softness, and the combination of strength and softness. This calligraphy looks like writing and writing. In fact, there are many doorways in it. Just this little kid, I don't think it will work. ""It's pretty good that he can get the right brush. The words he writes are really good, I can think of it.""The owner of this resort is really confused, alas.""That's right, some masters don't use it, but let a child write the inscription, but I don't understand it.""Started to write and started to write. Seeing him like this, he looks pretty good.""It's okay to pick up the pen, just look at the words."When the tourists talked about this, Ye Xuan had already raised the writing brush and hung it in the air, thinking a little bit in his mind, and then put the ink-stained writing brush on the paper with confidence, shaking his wrist, and it was done in one go, and a sentence appeared on the white paper. Verse:There are tall buildings in the northwest.Then Ye Xuan picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, then hung the brush high again, dropped it on the paper in one go, and wrote the next half sentence:Go up with the floating clouds.The stroke is clear and faint, strong and soft, the pen is shocking, and the words are like clouds, all in one go, without any pause or hesitation, decisive and elegant.The characters on the white paper have all the essentials of the calligraphy steps, and they are all done to the extreme. They are patchy, and each stroke reflects a magnificent emotion in it.Moreover, the painting environment appears in the characters, the rhythms appear in the paintings, and the rhythms contain the living **** of the whole character. In the gods, there is the true self. At first glance, it seems to be drawn away from reality and placed in ancient times. The rivers and mountains are picturesque, and the green leaves are on the boat, listening to the singing of birds, blowing the refreshing breeze in the mountains, and admiring the unobstructed scenery of hundreds of miles, which makes people extremely cozy and enjoyable.When everyone looked at the words, they all felt as if a breeze had blown, and they were dragged into the picturesque place to play around, and they were extremely comfortable. After returning to their senses, they were all shocked, and they discussed:"Oh my God, the word Ye Dong, it's so good. I have participated in so many calligraphy conferences. I have never seen such a good calligraphy written by Ye Dong. It is so wonderful, it is so wonderful.""It's really amazing, this word is so wonderful, I love this wording too much, Ye Dong is really talented!""Is able to write such a technique, Ye Dong is really extraordinary, he must be a man in the sky, it is amazing!""If you hang this word at home and read it once a day, you will feel better, I don't know how much, it will be too comfortable.""It's really amazing. I have never seen such a good handwriting in my life. Ye Dong is really a god!"When the bosses admired, Zhou Li, the calligraphy and painting master of the Tianjing Calligraphy Association next to him, also looked at the character with dumbfoundedness.He tremblingly touched the corners of the white paper, his eyes exuded indescribable shock, he wanted to touch the word with his hands, but he was afraid of dipping the wet ink into a mess. The whole person felt like a dream, watching The poem shook his head vigorously, and after a long time, he calmed his mind, then turned to look at Ye Xuan, and bowed:"I Zhou Li has been in calligraphy for more than 30 years. I have been learning calligraphy and calligraphy since I was young. I broke through the bottleneck and reached the realm of the real self. I thought that my calligraphy had reached a very high realm, so I was more arrogant and contented. Now, after seeing Ye Dong's word, I understand what a person is. There is someone outside, and there is sky outside the sky.""If you want to compare, I really can't get Zhou Li's calligraphy. I have never seen such a charming calligraphy. Here, I Zhou Li would like to worship Ye Dong as a teacher and sincerely learn calligraphy!"Everyone was shocked again when he said this. They looked at Zhou Li's sincere attitude and looked at each other. They couldn't believe this scene. Unexpectedly, Zhou Li, a master of calligraphy and painting, would be willing to bow down to a little ass. The child is a disciple in front of him.What kind of thing is this, this is simply unheard of!Ye Xuan was also a little embarrassed, watching Zhou Li smiled and said:"Master Zhou, this is really unruly, and there is nothing amazing about my word. With Master Zhou's attainments, it is better than me."This was Ye Xuan's tactful refusal. Everyone knew it, and Zhou Li also understood this, but he still bent and clasped his fists:"The word Ye Dong has entered the realm of heaven and man. I am afraid that Zhou Li will not be able to break through this bottleneck in my lifetime. I also hope that Ye Dong can accept Zhou Li as a disciple, and I will study sincerely!"Ye Xuan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard these words, and waved his head and said:"But this is indeed too uncompliance with Master Zhou. It is really bad if you want to say it, and it will damage your appearance, and it will cause a lot of harm to you in the future, so let's forget it."A generation of masters worshipped a child as the master~www.novelhall.com~ It is really inappropriate to say it, and it is not in accordance with the rules. It will inevitably be insulted by the outside world and will leave Zhou Li with a lot of bad impressions. .When Zhou Li heard Ye Xuan say this, he also understood the consequences of the incident, but he was a idiot who could learn better calligraphy, so what fear did he have for the evaluation of the outside world?So bowed again:"Don't worry Ye Dong, Zhou will deal with it, and I hope Dong Ye can accept Zhou Li as a disciple.""Master Zhou, this thing is really impossible. I hope you can forgive me if you use a golden basin and a mercury basin."When Ye Xuan said this, Zhou Li understood. He also sighed a long sigh at the moment, staring blankly at the word that was placed on the table, which was called a miracle.The shock on the faces of the apprentices behind him hasn't completely disappeared. They stared at the master's lonely back and couldn't say a word, and they didn't know what to say.All the bosses also showed shocked faces, and they looked at each other for a long time, and they couldn't tell the emotions.
