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Chapter 29 Splendid Rivers and Mountains, Sun, Moon and Stars

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    The ink is Hui ink, the top Longxiang Yu ink.

    The paper is Huixuan, authentic Xuan paper, made by hand.

    The pen is Zihao, the hare hair produced in Huizhou, the pen is straight and sharp, and its elasticity is the best in the world.

    The inkstone is the Duan inkstone, the first of the four famous inkstones!

    Although Chu Jiangchuan is proud, he still respects famous academics like Dong Li, at least superficially.

    After bending over to express my thanks, I picked up my pen and swiped my pen.

    After a few moments, the pen is finished.

    He is good at cursive script, calligraphy together, cursive script is most about chance and talent.

    He copied Huai Su's "self-reported post", which is known as the best cursive script in the world.

    "The writing is well-proportioned and relaxed, but it is still a little rigid. Although it has not reached the state of being able to retract freely and be natural, it can be regarded as a first-class cursive script."

    Dong Li nodded in satisfaction. It is rare in today's world for a young man in his twenties to have such a passion.

    Looking at the present and the past, which famous calligrapher has not had decades of intensive research?

    Everyone was amazed!

    They are all young students, Chinese people have revered literati since ancient times.

    Scholars, farmers, businessmen!

    Although I can't come, I yearn for it!

    "Chu Jiangchuan is so handsome! It's so cool to write this word like a god."

    "Student Chu Jiangchuan is indeed the school girl of our school. He has a good family background, studies well, looks handsome, and is so talented!"

    "This newcomer is really annoying. It's okay to beat the teacher, but he dared to challenge classmate Chu Jiangchuan, and he still pretends to be so aggressive. Let's see how classmate Chu Jiangchuan teaches him!"

    Everyone discussed, it seems that Ye Xuan's defeat has been decided.

    In Ye Xuan's view, the words that everyone praises are nothing more than Handan toddlers and children's graffiti!

    Too bad to bear to look directly at.

    "Do you know what the highest state of calligraphy is?" Ye Xuan asked casually.

    There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.

    How can calligraphy have the highest state?

    Wang Xizhi is known as the best running script in the world, and he is known as the sage of calligraphy, but his cursive script is not as good as Zhang Bogao's, and his regular script is not as good as Zhao Mengfu's.

    Su Dongpo's essays are gorgeous, his words are majestic, and his poems are unique, but compared with the graceful styles of Liu Yong and Qin Guan, it cannot be said who is superior.

    Since ancient times, each family has its own strengths, and there is no highest state.

    Ye Xuan chuckled lightly: "That's because you didn't meet me earlier, my calligraphy represents the highest realm!"¡ª¡ª

    In an instant, the entire classroom was in an uproar.

    Ha ha,

    Immediately, the laughter continued!

    "This guy is the reincarnation of the Bull Demon King. He can do nothing but bragging?"

    "I'll go! In terms of bragging, I only admire this transfer student from Kunshi No. 1 Middle School."

    "I guess I'm too bragging, and I can't get along in my previous high school, so I came to our school."

    "There is only one person who can take bragging as a career throughout the ages."

    Tang Qingya was already numb.

    Xiao Chuqing behind was also speechless, muttering softly:

    "Dead Ye Xuan, you can die if you don't brag. China has three thousand years of history, and there are only a few calligraphers. Wang Xizhi, Zhao Mengfu, Huai Su, and Zhang Xu all represent the pinnacle of all kinds of calligraphy. You will be overwhelmed when you open your mouth and shut your mouth."  How can you step down when the time comes!"

    "Why didn't Sister Rose abolish him at Emperor KTV last time?"

    Wang Qichao, Niu Lili and others who had been in contact with Ye Xuan were secretly puzzled, but facing Ye Xuan's big words, they had already covered their stomachs and bent over laughing.

    "Nima! It's so fucking funny. I don't think he even knows calligraphy."

    "Indeed, calligraphy appreciation requires a very high aesthetic ability, which needs to be cultivated from an early age! And it will cost a lot of money. With him like this, he can't learn calligraphy at first glance, he can only brag!"

    The two sang together, and their few words made everyone laugh again.

    Ye Xuan was unmoved, and a calm light shone on Gu Jing's calm face.

    Under the plain clothes, an ethereal aura emerges from the body.

    At this moment, he seemed to be a different person.

    "You wrote it!" Chu Jiangchuan roared with arrogance!

    "If you can't write today, get out of here."

    "Liar students are not welcome in this class."

    ??Xuan lowered his eyes, lightly glanced at the brand-new rice paper on the table, his eyelids twitched slightly, and pointed with his big hand:

    "You, pen and ink are waiting for you!"

    His eyes are as clear as a bright moon, and as vast as a starry sky, which seems to contain surging rivers and lakes, infinite mountains and rivers.

    The commanding tone, the unquestionable tone, domineering, strong!

    "Hmph, you arrogant guy, dare to order this girl!"

    Xiao Chuqing said so, but for some reason in her heart, she didn't feel too disgusted, as if Ye Xuan was supposed to be like this.

    He is an exiled immortal who descended into the world!

    This flourishing canopy, boundless mountains and rivers, is not as good as his wandering eyes.

    Like a cool breeze passing through the hall, like a bright moon shining brightly!

    Ye Xuan is like that noble and pure man, with the utmost pride and strength.

    Xiao Chuqing was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but respond.

    Red sleeves add fragrance, plain hands rub ink.

    Chu Jiangchuan sneered again and again, pretending!  You can pretend it!

    Ye Xuan looked at the excellent Four Treasures of the Study, filled with the fragrance of ink, and felt a little turmoil in his heart.

    I don't know when, a bottle of quaint jar was added to his hand.

    A fine wine that has been dusty for thousands of years.

    Once the altar is opened, the fragrance will float for thousands of miles.

    This is Xifeng Wine, a centuries-old wine, the best of all wines!

    "The emperor can't get on the boat, and he calls himself a minister of wine!"

    Thinking of Taibai's grace, Ye Xuan is a little drunk, and everyone gets drunk if they are not drunk.

    His thoughts were wandering, as if there was a sword in his eyes.

    "Here comes the pen!"

    With a soft drink, the pen is like a sword, the dragon and the snake believe it, and the pen is like a spirit.

    "The ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers leave their names!"

    "I plan to get drunk on Shukuangtu, and sing about wine, and strong music is tasteless."

    Since it is writing cursive script, it must be written with three points of pride and seven points of arrogance!

    Back then, if you dared to go up to the blue sky to embrace the moon, you could go down to the five oceans to catch turtles!

    What an extraordinary demeanor and high-spirited spirit is Jiuxuan Tianzun!

    "There will be times when you ride the wind and waves, hang the clouds and sail straight to the sea!"

    The pen moves with the heart, and writing is like dancing a sword.

    Layers of sword energy surged from his body, carrying the awe-inspiring aura of eternity soaring to the sky, bursting out the most brilliant splendor.

    It seems that the beautiful rivers and mountains are in my pen, and the sun, moon and stars illuminate my heart.

    The vast and majestic aura swept the entire classroom like an overwhelming mountain.

    When the pen falls, the wind and rain startle, and everyone in the room is shocked!

    "This iscalligraphy?" Everyone stared blankly at the words on the rice paper.

    Four words popped up in their minds: Uncanny workmanship!

    Apart from these four characters, they really couldn't think of any other characters that could describe this painting.

    No, this is a work of art.

    If they can barely tell the advantages and disadvantages of Chu Jiangchuan's calligraphy, then Ye Xuan's calligraphy can no longer be described in words, far exceeding the praise words they can think of.

    "Casual and freehand, natural and majestic, far surpassing the ancients!!!!"

    Dong Li himself is a master of calligraphy. At this moment, seeing Ye Xuan swipe his brush, his expression changed again and again:

    "This painting is continuous, like mountains, rivers, and earth. It is more shining than the stars, more brilliant than the sun and the moon. Even if Huai Su and Zhang Bogao came here, I am afraid it will be eclipsed."

    "I didn't expect that I would be able to see such calligraphy in my lifetime. It's a great honor!" (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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