Chapter 132

Qi Xuanxuan, who was grinding ink on one side, was intoxicated by the smell emitted by Lu yunqi when he was writing.

It seems that Lu yunqi is not writing at the moment, but in artistic performance. His indescribable charm fills his charm value.

Soon.

Lu yunqi withdrew his pen, took a breath, put down his pen, looked at his work and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, not bad!"

Qi Xuanxuan heard the sound and looked back. Her eyes fell on the rice paper whose ink was still wet.

The poem in sight changed her face several times.

"Qinghai has long clouds and dark snow mountains, and the lonely city looks at Yumen pass in the distance;"

"The yellow sand wears a golden armour in a hundred battles. If it doesn't break the Loulan, it won't be returned."

This is a poem "marching in the army" by ancient poet Wang Da. Lu yunqi thinks it should be in line with the preferences of people in the army.

"It's a good poem to join the army!"

Qi Xuanxuan couldn't help admiring when she saw the name on the inscription next to her.

The ambition in this poem is fully in line with the white master's decades of military career and the heroic spirit of the white family's four generations to guard the border of China.

After reading the poem, I looked at the calligraphy carefully.

Vigorous and powerful, floating like clouds, full of pen and ink. The overall use of pen and ink makes people look very comfortable and happy.

It seems that as long as you look at this font, you can recall Lu yunqi's natural and unrestrained writing just now.

Qi Xuanxuan raised her head in surprise, shocked and praised, "husband, you're great!"

Unconsciously, Qi Xuanxuan is like opening a very mysterious treasure chest. After a period of time, she can find a new skill of her husband.

From cooking, massage, singing, writing, directing, and now calligraphy.

She wanted to pry Lu yunqi's head open to see what was in it. She could get so much.

"Just so. In fact, I've always been very good, all right!" Lu yunqi smiled and said, "I haven't written for a long time. I'm a little rusty. I don't know the word. If you take it to someone, is it enough?"

Qi Xuanxuan:···

My husband is too Versailles. What should I do? Wait online, very urgent~

Although Qi Xuanxuan despised Lu yunqi's Versailles, she said as if nothing had happened:

"It should be enough!"

"Why don't I take a picture of white tea and show her?" Qi Xuanxuan looked at Lu yunqi, who was still enjoying himself. After a white look, she asked.

"Forget it!" Lu yunqi shook his head, thinking that it was not easy to write some feelings today, he continued: "come, wife, give me a hand. Let's turn this one to one side of the empty table. How about I write another one for your grandfather?"

"To my grandpa? OK! " Qi Xuanxuan was surprised and began to help.

Although Qi Xuanxuan didn't see his grandfather playing antique calligraphy and painting, I think these old people should like them.

They soon put the first written article "from the army. Changyun dark snow mountain in Qinghai" on an empty table.

Then a brand-new rice paper was rolled out.

After laying the rice paper, Qi Xuanxuan continued to sharpen the ink, while Lu yunqi was brewing what words to write for master Qi.

Soon, Lu yunqi picked up the long and slender brush on the pen holder.

Dip ink and write···

"Northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, to the inside and outside of the Great Wall, but I was reckless, up and down the river, suddenly lost surging."

"The mountain dances with silver snakes and gallops like wax statues. I want to compete with God."

"On a sunny day, it's enchanting to see red and plain; There are so many charming rivers and mountains that countless heroes are bent over. "

"Cherish the Qin emperor and the Han Dynasty and lose their literary talent slightly; Tang Zong and Song Zu are a little less coquettish. "

"A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend the bow and shoot big eagles; All the past, count the romantic figures, and look at the present. "

Hold your pen and exhale~~~

"All right!" Lu yunqi put the brush on the pen holder and looked at the newly written Qin yuan Chun with great satisfaction. Snow.

Qi Xuanxuan couldn't wait to read it carefully.

Well, my husband seems to write more beautiful words this time.

Is it because he really used to, and hasn't written for a long time, that the previous article was relatively ugly?

"Husband, you write this word too well!" Qi Xuanxuan was stunned.

"OK, now I believe what I just said is not Versailles!" Lu yunqi looked at Qi Xuanxuan with a smile and reminded him, "you can look at the last sentence of the previous one and compare it with this one."

Lu yunqi knew from Qi Xuanxuan's expression that his wife would feel like she was pretending to beep.

Now···

As soon as Qi Xuanxuan heard this, she hurriedly ran over to have a look and returned to Lu yunqi.

The eyes opened wide and the mouth became an O-shape.

"Hoo ~ ~ ~" Qi Xuanxuan patted her towering mountains and breathed a sigh when she found that it was exactly what Lu yunqi said.

In my heart.

"It seems that my husband really doesn't boast. I'm afraid even his character is not the most satisfactory one he wrote!"

Although Qi Xuanxuan didn't understand calligraphy, she felt very comfortable looking at the words written by Lu yunqi.

Of course, there are some differences in the handwriting between the two articles, mainly because Lu yunqi has just obtained systematic divine calligraphy skills and has not practiced them.

If you practice a few more times, I'm afraid his words will be more terrible and favored by more people.

When Qi Xuanxuan was fascinated, Lu yunqi suddenly grabbed the rice paper in front of him, tore it directly, and then tore up the previous piece of "joining the army".

The reason why Lu yunqi tore this one in front of him was that when he finished writing two pairs of characters, he became more proficient in the control of divine calligraphy skills, and the characters he wrote would look better.

After all, this is the first calligraphy and painting I sent out. I can't bury my reputation.

"Ah, husband, what are you doing?"

Qi Xuanxuan looked at the broken rice paper and exclaimed.

In her opinion, if Lu yunqi didn't give away these two pairs of words, Qi Xuanxuan was going to take them to the office and hang them.

"Cough, wife, don't get excited. Since it's a gift, of course you can't send a draft. Next, let you see my real strength!"

Lu yunqi said with a smile.

Immediately, he began to spread a new piece of rice paper. Take the action scene just now and do it again.

Qi Xuanxuan is in charge of sharpening ink, while Lu yunqi rewrites the two poems just now.

the second day.

According to their agreement, Lu yunqi and Qi Xuanxuan drove directly to Bai's house.

White tea first drives to HaoChen entertainment staff dormitory, drives the car to Gu Yuege, and then the two return to Bai's house together.

Of course, Gu Yuege, reminded by Lu yunqi, bought two boxes of tea for old man Bai and some gifts for his parents.

Like the Qi family, the Bai family has its own independent manor, but the Bai family's manor is different from the Qi family.

Qi family is European style, while Bai family's manor is Chinese garden style.

Ten in the morning.

Four people and two cars, led by white tea, entered the Baijia manor.