Divine Lucky Star

Chapter 466

The old man turned his back to several people and could not see his appearance clearly. However, there were several people around him who focused on his writing. I think it was Li Xinghan and director Deng.

"Master yuan is practicing calligraphy again?" Li Chuang takes Wang Hao to a corner of the room. They find a sofa by themselves and ask one of them, "how is the situation?"

"No way," he said, shaking his head and saying, "master yuan never mentioned anything about the mountain. Today, we, Mr. Deng, come here with sincerity. Unfortunately, we have no chance to speak."

Wang Hao is sitting on one side. Well, it seems that he was brought by Deng.

"Try your best," Li Chuang was helpless. He looked at Wang Hao and said, "let's take a look at the situation in a moment. If it's not possible, we'll have to go back home. But Xiao Wang, you can see that it's not that I don't work hard. It's that people really don't want to go out to help. You have to give me a witness in front of director Yang. "

"Understand!" Wang Hao nodded and said, "I'm sure I'll tell you the truth."

So they began to wait.

Master yuan is worthy of being a calligraphy enthusiast. Li Chuang and Wang Hao came in. Master yuan didn't pay any attention to it and didn't lift his head. He just wrote his own words.

He wrote this for half an hour. After finishing, he said, "I have some experience in writing recently. I'm not in the mood to go out."

"You don't have to worry about going out in advance, but it's master yuan. You've written very well," said two groups of people around master yuan. A half bald man on his left touched his chin and sighed: "silver hook iron painting, steel strength and iron bone, which is better than last time I came. You see this sentence, flowing clouds and flowing water, writing like clouds and smoke. The shape is crisscross, large and small, open and close, the thickness of the line changes significantly, ups and downs. The last line is crooked and almost toppled. However, this kind of inclination is not rigid. On the contrary, it is more free. It reflects master yuan's willful and willful side, and has its own style. The line-up is precipitous, and the shape of the knot is either leaning or upright, or heavy or light. The style of writing is fast, the pen is powerful and the force is heavy. Good words, good words

With him to start, several other people will start to blow!

"The ancient ink is lightly polished with a few fragrance, and the inkstone pool is shining with new bath light, or the key is strong or graceful, or it is like a graceful and graceful beauty, or like a vigorous and valiant warrior, or like the spring breeze brushing the face of flowers, or as the North wind enters the pass, deep and cold. What a good word

"Yes, his writing style is majestic and his posture is vigorous. It is unintentional, and his palms are forgetful. It is characterized by the most vigorous perfusion."

"Its color, its shape, its thick and light, dry and wet, its broken continuous rolling, thick and thin hidden dew are infinite variables, the atmosphere is myriad!"

"Calligraphy is integrated with the perseverance, determination and enterprising of Confucianism, as well as the emptiness, remoteness and quietness of Laozi and Zhuangzi. It often means that the calligraphy does not seek rich changes and saves worldly ostentation in order to achieve the true flavor of emptiness and remoteness."

"Dragon and snake race walk, wear through iron and inkstone. Master yuan's words, like petals, smell far away, more and more clear

"In a stroke of writing, it is like a runaway horse coming into the air and leaving the dust; it is like a dragon flying in the sky, coming from nothing and returning to emptiness. The impulse of primitive vitality, which is close to madness, contains the aura of heaven and earth."

"These strokes are a little arrogant and domineering. They are not bound at all. They are even written in one stroke, like immortals. They come and go without trace."

"Master yuan's words are the symbol of years and years, and their strokes are sonorous and powerful."

This is the rhythm of flattery and flattery, flattery and bull force flying together!

Wang Hao's eyes almost fell to the ground. Li Chuang even slapped his thigh fiercely: "Oh, how can I forget this..."

"You have taken great pains," master Yuan said with a wry smile and turned around. From the back, his hair was gray. From the front, he was a gentle and elegant man. He was about fifty-six years old. His every move showed the scholarly air only a learned man could have.

It's not like a martial arts instructor. It's easier to say that he is a champion.

Wang Chuang Hao almost thought that it was not his arm that we wanted to learn from.

Well, if people flatter so well, we'll act as the background board first - we'll watch the fun, we won't talk!

"Master yuan, how can you be so painstaking?" Deng said with a smile, "these people who came with me today are also talents in the calligraphy field. What they say is absolutely not flattery."

"Oh, I really don't want to move recently," master Yuan went to the tea table, poured a cup of tea, and then said, "it's rare that I have some experience in practicing calligraphy these days. You must know that this state is not easy."

"Master yuan, of course we know that," Deng said as he sat down beside him, "but if you don't come out of the mountain, I'm afraid that if you don't get out of the mountain, I'm afraid that it will be a tragedy to find those unreliable martial arts directors to screw up the play. Master yuan, I dare not say anything else. As long as you come out of the mountain, we can discuss the reward or anything! "————————————

Happy Valentine's Day! A monthly ticket, please!