The system takes me to pretend

With the sound of thoughts falling, Su Hao suddenly had a huge amount of information in his mind, dense and inexhaustible.

After combing for 2 minutes, he roughly sorted out the information in his mind.

Everyone looked at Su Hao's reluctance to hold his mouth, and the ridicule in their eyes became more intense.

Sure enough, this dandy second generation ancestor was just trying to be brave.

I don't know if it was because of Bai Wenling's face, or because he wanted to see Su Hao make a fool of himself. In the past few minutes, no one made a sound, and the atmosphere was very quiet.

It's just that the disdain on everyone's faces has increased.

Su Hao was not affected by the crowd at all, and glanced back and forth in front of the calligraphy of the two elders at a leisurely pace.

Under the stage, Lin Yilun was holding red wine, and looked at Su Hao on the stage playfully, showing a playful smile from time to time, as if he was looking at a clown.

For the sake of illusory self-esteem, he still pretends to be serious about reading calligraphy. How ridiculous is this person?

Bai Wenling in the back row pursed her lips lightly, the eyelashes on her beautiful eyes trembled slightly, hiding her disappointment and sigh.

She didn't know what kind of confidence Su Hao had to come on stage to comment on the calligraphy of the veteran calligrapher. All she knew was that Su Hao would face all kinds of ridicule and contempt later.

"Su Hao, after all, you are still competitive. Maybe the blow to you this time will give you a better understanding of your own abilities." Looking at Su Hao who was pretending to be serious and calm on the stage, Bai Wenling's eyes widened. Feeling helpless, he finally let out a low sigh.

After 3 minutes, Su Hao on the stage stopped to observe, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then looked at Mr. Zhao and said, "Mr. Zhao's running script, when he swipes the brush, the clouds flow and the water flows out, and it is not real or grass. Li Fangdun Round is the victory of Kaili."

"From the point of view of the interesting form of this calligraphy, Mr. Zhao's habit of writing calligraphy from the right in his life makes the characters have a clear back and back, and the center of gravity is stable. It is precisely because of this that the stippling structure has reached the golden ratio."

"However, it is precisely because of the habit of brushing ink from the right that the running script lacks a certain balance and rhythm, and the degree of simplicity is slightly low. After all, running script pays attention to shortness, moderate density, and uniform density. I suggest Mr. Zhao to use ink in the future. Writing from the middle to the sides, in this way, can compensate for problems of balance and rhythm."

After these words, Mr. Zhao froze, stood up abruptly, walked to his calligraphy and looked carefully, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Su is right. My running script has its own style precisely because I draw ink from the right side. But it is also the same. There will be certain balance and rhythm problems when written throughout the calligraphy. Although it is very subtle, if it is true It can be seen at a glance by a famous calligrapher."

"Writing from the middle to both sides can not only perfect the shortcomings of my right-leaning style of writing, but also have the advantage of finishing the finishing touch. It's a wonderful idea. I didn't expect Mr. Su to come up with such a method. It's amazing!"

Muttering to himself, Elder Zhao looked at Su Hao, gave a thumbs up, and his eyes were full of excitement.

His running script has been stagnant for several years. Hearing Su Hao's words today, he felt a sense of epiphany.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

what's the situation?
This kid actually knows calligraphy?
Lin Yilun's hand holding the red wine glass trembled, his face was full of astonishment.

impossible!
According to the information above, Su Hao just graduated from high school and has almost zero knowledge of calligraphy. How could he comment on Mr. Zhao's calligraphy so well?
Bai Wenling stayed where she was.

Especially when she heard Elder Zhao boasting about Su Hao, her pretty face was full of shock and disbelief.

What kind of person is Mr. Zhao?

A veteran of Quanzhou running script!

The disciples under the banner are distributed in various administrative units, and their rights are no small matter.

But it was such a big man who showed such excitement and admiration for Su Hao's comments.

Dream?
hallucinations?

Bai Wenling was already a little confused!

On the stage, after Su Hao pointed out Mr. Zhao's shortcomings, he turned to look at Mr. Liu again: "Mr. Liu's cursive handwriting is thin and visible, and the joints of the words are also clear and easy to write. There is often a single number, and the momentum between the lines is constant. , not easily recognizable, forming a unique style.”

"The most ingenious thing is that Liu Lao's cursive calligraphy is rich in strokes, and the upper and lower characters are often written consecutively. The last stroke echoes the beginning stroke. Each character generally has a simplified law. The overall pattern is magnificent, and the style between characters is very clever and elegant. Without losing the origin."

"It's a pity that Liu Lao's cursive script is too unrestrained, which makes the cursive script lack a certain combination of order. As far as I am concerned, cursive script is an artistic calligraphy. The fonts can be chaotic, but its various colors can no longer be chaotic, but should be It is very orderly, otherwise, it will not be able to reflect the beauty of its unevenness and the mutual integration of virtual and real."

After saying this, Old Liu's pupils shrank, and he clapped his hands suddenly.

"That's right, I always feel that my cursive script is too unrestrained, which makes it difficult to retract and release freely. May I ask Mr. Su, how can I make up for this shortcoming?"

Su Hao pondered for a moment, and suggested: "The cursive script is too unrestrained, which has something to do with Mr. Liu's personality. I suggest that Mr. Liu do calligraphy creation in a quiet place. In this way, it should be helpful for Liu Lao to master the unrestrained balance of cursive script."

"Good way." Old Liu's eyes lit up, as if a thirsty man suddenly found an oasis in the desert.

"Mr. Su, I really didn't expect you to have such an understanding and attainment of calligraphy. Today's comment really hit the old man's heart. I am very grateful for this."

He and Mr. Zhao have been devoted to calligraphy for more than 30 years. Over the past few decades, with the improvement of their calligraphy and their fame, more and more people are afraid of them. Recognition and appreciation, no more criticism and suggestions.

It is precisely because of the compliments and flattery of the crowd that the calligraphy of the two of them has gradually stagnated, and there has been little progress in recent years.

But today, Su Hao's appearance is like the Maxima meeting Bole, allowing him to see his room for improvement.

Everyone in the audience stared blankly at all this, as if struck by lightning.

How could this be?
Su Hao is only in his early twenties, and in the past two months, he has a reputation of being worthless. How can such a person have such a high understanding of calligraphy?

Bai Wenling in the back row was completely stunned.

Shock and disbelief flickered in her beautiful eyes.

Is this still the Su Hao she knew?

Lin Yilun in the front row was staring at Su Hao on the stage, his fingernails were almost stuck in his palms.

In his eyes, he is just a trash guy, and his comments made Mao Sai, a calligrapher who has studied calligraphy for more than 30 years, suddenly enlightened?

What a joke!
He can't believe it, and he doesn't want to believe it!

However, the changes in the faces of Mr. Zhao and Mr. Liu proved one point.

Su Hao's comment did speak to the hearts of Mr. Zhao and Mr. Liu...

Wang Wanwan, who was next to the two elders, was stunned secretly. Su Hao's comments earlier were extremely sophisticated, and without more than ten years of calligraphy research, it was absolutely impossible to say them so skillfully.

Unexpectedly, this rumored second generation ancestor actually hid it so deeply.

He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "As expected of Miss Bai's fiancé, Mr. Su's comments are to the point. I must have studied calligraphy a lot. Could Mr. Su write some ink on the spot for everyone to appreciate?" Your calligraphy?"

Su Hao's ability to comprehend calligraphy is so high, even if he thinks about it, his calligraphy will not be much worse.

He loves calligraphy all his life, and has personally made friends with many calligraphy masters. Unfortunately, the calligraphy written by those masters did not make him sigh from the soul.

If you can see a real masterpiece of calligraphy from Su Hao, it will not be in vain for your life's love and pursuit of calligraphy.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Su is not proficient in calligraphy, and he dare not stand up to the masters of calligraphy, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Liu. It is already a great honor to be able to comment on the two masters' masterpieces. Let's avoid the matter of brushing ink and calligraphy." " Su Hao waved his hand and politely refused.

For him now, calligraphy with ink is as simple as drinking water, but there are only 2 minutes left in the calligraphy pretense experience card, which is not enough to support him to write a complete calligraphy.

"Mr. Su is really too modest. Your comments have won the approval of Mr. Zhang and Mr. Liu, which means that your mastery of calligraphy has reached an unimaginable height. Naturally, it is easy to use ink and calligraphy." At this time, Lin Yilun in the front row suddenly spoke.

"It's rare for us to meet a calligrapher like you. Wouldn't it be nice to let everyone appreciate it?"

After the words fell, everyone in the audience nodded, and the two elders and Wang Wanwan also looked at Su Hao expectantly, obviously wanting him to use ink and calligraphy.

"Since Boss Lin said so, then Su Mou will spend a little bit of ink. The writing is not good, so please bear with me." Su Hao glanced at Lin Yilun, stayed for three seconds, and finally agreed.

How could he not know Lin Yilun's thoughts? This guy made it clear that he felt that his previous comments were ignorant, and he specially asked himself to write calligraphy in order to see himself ashamed.

It's a pity that Lin Yilun's idea is doomed to fail because he has the experience of pretending to be calligraphy.

Even though time was tight and he couldn't write a complete calligraphy with ink, even half a calligraphy was enough for him to slap Lin Yilun hard.

Seeing that Su Hao agreed, Wang Wanwan didn't hesitate, and immediately asked the servant to deliver a sandalwood calligraphy table with the Four Treasures of the Study.

Su Hao looked past the crowd and landed on Bai Wenling.

At this time, Bai Wen Lingyu clenched her hands tightly and looked at herself nervously.

Perhaps, she was worried about herself.

Or maybe, she was just worried that she would be brave and cause trouble for her.

"Bai Wenling, I failed you in the last life, but in this life, I, Su Hao, will surely give you a life full of flowers!" Su Hao took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

At this moment, his whole temperament changed suddenly, a scholarly spirit like a dragon leaping over the sky, a tiger crouching and a phoenix queering slowly spread out from him, transpiring like clouds and rain, rainbows and clouds.

Those energetic eyes exuded a bright but not dazzling brilliance, as if they could push away the gloom.

After a pause of three seconds, Su Hao walked to the sandalwood calligraphy table, and with a reach for his right hand, the brush spun rapidly in his hand, unpredictable.

The moment the pen fell on the calligraphy paper, an invisible force spread out from the tip of the pen, covering the entire hall of the villa in an instant.

Suddenly, all the objects in the entire hall of the villa trembled slightly as if they had spirituality.

Elder Zhao and Elder Liu looked at each other, their bodies straightened abruptly, their eyes flashed with horror, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"This, this...is this soul energy?"