Chapter 41

Ye Chen took out his book and pen.

"The ninth year of Yonghe."

As soon as I started writing, I felt that my control over the pen had reached an unprecedented level again, and the font flowed out under my pen.

After the four words came out, I felt that the waste paper had become dazzling.

Then look at the font, there is a trace of floating clouds, feisty charm!

It feels better than ever!

My words were so ugly before! Now it can be so beautiful! Ha ha... I'm sure that even Gao Jianwen can't compare with himself. "

Gao Jianwen won the first prize in the county calligraphy competition and the second prize in the city calligraphy competition. Although he hated this boy before, he had to admit that he had two brushes. In particular, the font is unique.

But now, ye Chen is absolutely sure to crush him!

Wang Xizhi is known as the sage of calligraphy. His calligraphy has influenced generations. Calligraphers of all ages have highly praised him and sincerely believed him!

And Lanting preface is Wang Xizhi's peak work!

Even if it is one tenth of the power of the strongest time, it is enough to frighten ordinary people!

"Try something else, Ouyang Xun's regular script!

Ouyang Xun, known as the number one of Tang Kai!

The regular script seems to have more momentum than the printed form, and each one seems to have life. No more than its calligraphy, like dragon and snake fighting, cloud light cage trend!

Whoo!

Ye Chen blew out again.

Ouyang Xun's calligraphy has also become light. After a taste, it is very delicious.

After a while, I ate all the calligraphy.

After eating, I can't help looking at the absorption in my body.

“12%！ Ooh! There are surprises this time! It's 12 percent absorption! "

Ye Chen wrote a few words on the book again!

Well done! be good to hear or see!

He found that he liked the feeling of writing now.

Every time before writing, there is a general image in my mind, but after writing, there are some differences. It is this difference that makes Ye Chen have a huge sense of expectation.

Then, Zhang Xu's wild grass!

"I'll go! How hot the wild grass tastes! But that's enough Ye Chen eats and shouts.

After eating, check again!

"Absorbed 20%!"

It's a bit of a surprise!

Even more than before.

After digestion, ye Chen began to write again.

"Qinyuan spring, snow!"

Grand momentum, grand opening and closing, grand writing, boundless and unrestrained!

Ye Chen wrote that she felt a breath in her chest and wanted to express it through writing!

First of all, it was written with a signature pen. Although it was still beautiful, it was not pleasant. It was like drinking wine. It was always in a small wine cup. It was not pleasant!

Ye Chen simply put down his pen and ran downstairs to buy some ink and paper again.

"The scenery of northern China, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can see nothing but Mangmang; Up and down the river, suddenly lost the torrent.

The mountain dances Silver Snake, originally gallops the wax elephant, wants to compare with the God to try high.

On a sunny day, it is particularly enchanting to see red and plain clothes.

There are so many beautiful rivers and mountains, which make countless heroes bow down.

He cherished Qin emperor and Han Wu, but lost his literary talent; Tang Zong, Song Zu, a little less coquettish.

Genghis Khan, a proud generation, only knew how to shoot big sculptures with curved bow.

It's all the past. Count the celebrities and look at the present

The pen goes with the dragon and the snake, the chest turns the brocade!

Have a good time!

After writing a song, I feel hearty!

"That's what it's like to write!" Ye Chen said.

"Go on!"

Then, spread out the paper again and start writing.

This writing is to write an hour!

"For the first time, I found that just writing can make people so comfortable." Ye Chen said.

Looking at this sum of paper, I feel that there is a kind of infinite magic, as if I can attract myself into it.

Just as he got ink and was ready to write again, he received a call from ye Zixiang.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

"Xiaochen, come here! Come quickly! I can't handle it here. There are people, there are many people waiting for you! Come here quickly. If you don't come, they say they won't go. And some come all the way here. " Ye Zixiang on the other end of the phone said to Ye Chen.

"What's the situation?" Ye Chen is speechless.

However, I still heard the disorderly voice over there. It was too disorderly.

Ye Chen can't help laughing and crying.

Don't think about it. It must be my own bamboo carving.

Now, a little talent, can be sought after, not to mention their own bamboo carving, is not a simple talent so simple.

No way, leaf dust had to reluctantly put down the hands of the brush, and then, toward the huailing mountain fairy sit go.

When he was about to walk to the immortal seat, ye Chen saw that there was a small square full of immortal seats. Now it was almost full.

Although huailing mountain is not very high and steep, there are so many people sitting on it, and the number is still increasing. If it continues like this, something may happen.

"Uncle! When will the handsome boy come over? "

"I only came here three hours by car."

"You drive for three hours. I drive for five hours and get up in the middle of the night." Said another.

"No matter where you come from, you'll have to talk about it later. You can't jump the queue!" Another girl who came here first said with some dissatisfaction.

"It's great to come early! After a while, let the handsome man choose. Whoever she chooses will naturally be the first! " A beautiful beauty, in front of their looks special confidence said.

……

Ye Chen looked at this scene, some silly eyes.

Most of them are young girls, he found.

Many of them are obviously well groomed.

But there are also some, such as two lovers come here, two people are still wearing a couple's suit, waiting here.

It's like seeing a camera for the first time. They want to leave themselves on the bamboo carving.

no It is not a simple stay, but a thorough sublimation.

It's just like a person, after taking a picture, has to fix the picture later, or even PS some other dream things.

"Wow! Here comes the handsome man

The people waiting outside screamed with surprise when they saw Ye Chen coming.

"Handsome guy, do you remember me? I was here yesterday when you carved a bamboo board for that little sister. You said I didn't have time yesterday, so I came here today. Handsome, you can't refuse this time. " The girl Du wears mouth to leaf dust a face coquetry of say.

Unfortunately, her expression was not appreciated by Ye Chen at all.

In the middle of her words, someone had come up and pushed her aside.

"Handsome guy, I was here yesterday. Today I came here just to find you. You can't let us down." Another little beauty said.

"Handsome guy, today is the 100th hour I met my boyfriend. We want to remember this moment. You can record this moment for us. " The little girl is beside a boy and says to Ye Chen.

It was only after she saw this kind of thing on the Internet yesterday that she learned about it.

Although most of them want Ye Chen's bamboo carvings, there are also a few little sisters who come here for ye Chen's sake.

"Wow, my little brother is so handsome! Especially the long hair down, it's so charming. Little brother, do you have a boyfriend? "

Ye Chen looked at such a lively scene, to tell the truth, he was a little confused, not to mention his father, even if he encountered this situation, he could not stand it.

The scene was so hot.