I'm afraid I can't hide my ability

Chapter 125
At this time, Chi Mingshan, who was already tired, looked at Hu Yan with burning eyes and said: "Little friend Hu Yan, we can be regarded as friends who don't know each other. Come on, let's comment on my work."

Hu Yan smiled helplessly, and said, "President Chi, you are embarrassing me." It's not that nonsense is hypocritical, it's that Chi Mingshan's calligraphy is quite satisfactory.

However, Shen Moling looked expectantly at the side, and even those calligraphy and painting lovers just now looked at Nonsense with anticipation...

Chi Mingshan is a person who is as fine as a person, and immediately added fuel and jealousy: "You won't make us all so hopeless, will you?"

There is no way to talk nonsense, so I had to say: "Then I will just say a few words. If there is something wrong, don't take it off."

Chi Mingshan shook his head with a smile, "You're a slippery head, let me tell you, if I don't tell you about my handwriting problems, I won't leave today."

Hu Yan smiled and said: "That's good, President Chi is an honored guest that we want to invite but can't come!"

Talking nonsense, he carefully wrote a lot of Chi Mingshan's words, which are round and delicate, with exquisite structure... However, they are just a little tasteless.

"This..." Hu Yan said, "I really don't know if I should say it or not."

"But it's okay to say!" Chi Mingshan said loudly.

"Okay!" Hu Yan said helplessly: "Your calligraphy is just the opposite of Xuemei Shen Moling's. Xuemei Shen's calligraphy is round inside and square outside. However, your calligraphy is round outside and square inside. Xuemei Shen's roundness is her nature. And you are just your nature. Both of you have made the mistake of chasing after the end!"

The nonsense words made the people on the scene confused and completely incomprehensible.

However, the parties Chi Mingshan and Shen Moling were silent.

Both of them furrowed their brows deeply, their faces full of confusion...

Qian Xiaoer leaned over and poked Nonsense twice with his elbow. "Did you say too much and offend people?"

Nonsense spread his hands, "I can't help it. If I don't tell the truth, I will be looked down upon by others. However, offending people? These two people should not be so stingy."

After a while of silence, Shen Moling's eyes lit up, and he bowed deeply to Hu Yan. "Thank you senior for teaching me, I understand a little better." When Hu Yan commented on her previous two words when she first came here, and said, "It seems to be heavy and heavy, but it actually implies gentle tenderness", Shen Moling had some insights .At that time, I missed the point.

At this time, after Hu Yan's reminder, he suddenly understood.

It's like an actor. Some people are good at acting, and they look like what they act.But in the end, the highest achievement is still to be able to win the award by acting in true colors.

In other words, if you learn from others, no matter how much you resemble, you still have no soul.Only by going out of your own way and having your own style can you be a real master!

Shen Moling didn't say any more, she wanted to grasp the feeling in her heart as soon as possible.

So, Shen Moling picked up the brush.

Seeing this situation, Hu Yan immediately began to help research ink.

Shen Moling thought for a while, and his movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water...

The four characters of "inner circle and outer square" are completely natural!

"it is good!"

Hu Yan couldn't help applauding!
These four characters are in clerical script, and Shen Moling's writing can be seen with a kind of continuous tenacity.However, this kind of indomitable tenacity is really Shen Moling's personality.

Because thin-gold script is very difficult to practice, no one in the Shen family can write it since old man Shen Wancheng.

Shen Moling is very talented in spells, she has never given up, hoping that hard work can make up for her weakness, and one day Mr. Shen's handwriting can be inherited.

However, due to the difference in personality, Shen Moling couldn't find that strong taste.

So, she practiced boxing and martial arts. On the surface, she was a gentle and quiet girl, but behind her back she regarded herself as hard as a man...

After writing these four words, Shen Moling breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked at Hu Yan, his eyes were moist.

"I never knew that writing is such a pleasant thing. In the past, I just took it as a responsibility, ideal, inheritance... I have shouldered too many burdens. Now I know that writing should be a release, a feeling, and a A reflection of the inner real world.”

Hu Yan smiled and nodded, "The only thing left now is the heat. When you completely release your emotions, you will be a real master of calligraphy! I don't think it will be too long."

Shen Moling cupped his fists and bowed, giving Hu Yan a half-master's courtesy.

Hu Yan hurriedly turned sideways, "I dare not take this seriously!"

"You deserve it!" Shen Moling said a little excitedly. "Originally, calligraphy was like a shackle to me. From now on, calligraphy is like wings to me! You taught me something that even my grandfather didn't teach me. You deserve it!"

Hu Yan shook his head again and again, "You speak too seriously..."

Just when they were at a stalemate, suddenly, Chi Mingshan woke up like a dream!
"I see! Come on! Get your pen!"

Hu Yan quickly handed the brush to Chi Mingshan, and Chi Mingshan stared at the rice paper, as if there was nothing else in his eyes.

It took me a long time to write slowly...

What he wrote was Xingkai, and the characters were also interesting, and it turned out to be: "God horse floating clouds!"

"Hahaha..." Chi Mingshan laughed happily after finishing writing and putting down his pen. "Happy! Happy! This life has never been so easy."

Others don't understand, but nonsense understands Chi Mingshan's heart.

Chi Mingshan is a man who abides by the rules.When I was working before, I was conscientious.After retiring, I have always adhered to that way of doing things and being a human being.

To work within the system, we must do that.

But now, he has already retreated, and the idle cloud and wild crane have been holding on to airs and can't let go.Therefore, calligraphy is like being pulled by an invisible thread.

Simply put, it is restrained.

However, the nonsense made him understand.

What he should do now is to enjoy life and look at everything with the open mind of a bystander.

"Ah~" Chi Mingshan sighed. "Chi Rui, I'm also responsible for teaching him. If I had had the same fate as today, I would never have taught him that way..."

Qian Xiaoer curled his lips, "That guy has a personality with his eyes above his head. In my opinion, no one can teach him enough! It's best to let him run into walls by himself and let the society educate him!"

Unexpectedly, Chi Mingshan was not angry at Qian Xiaoer's words, but nodded his head and said: "You are right! I thought so too. At the beginning, if I could put down my face and let him fumble in society Fighting for a while. After tempering his mind, he will become a talent by stretching out his hand a little bit. Moreover, he will be grateful to me for the rest of his life. But now? I guess he will hate me for the rest of his life! But it doesn’t matter, it’s like writing, free yourself Doesn't care what other people say?"

Hu Yan gave a thumbs up, "Great!"

Chi Mingshan patted Hu Yan's shoulder, "You're the smart one! You're so young, you can see through the world, it's amazing! I really don't know which girl is lucky enough to marry a talent like you? Hahaha..."

Chi Mingshan laughed at the coy nonsense.

Several beautiful eyes are watching Hu Yan's youthful side at this time.They felt that Hu Yan's expression was the cutest now.In the past, everything was determined, mature and prudent.It's not as fun as it looks right now...

Just when people were concentrating on watching the fun, Chi Mingshan actually bowed his head and gave Hu Yan a half-teacher's courtesy.

Hu Yan hurriedly supported him, "This is impossible!"

Chi Mingshan smiled generously, "Hehe...what can't be done? A teacher is the one who learns first! You not only taught me how to write, but also taught me how to be a human being. In the days to come, I will definitely live happier .These, you have contributed a lot!"

As he spoke, he looked at Shen Moling. "We used to practice calligraphy, but in the future, we call it enjoyment, or release and decompression! How many people can understand the happiness in it! Isn't it all thanks to you, Master Hu? Are you still humble?"

Hu Yan scratched his head and laughed like a landlord's silly son, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

Hu Jiaxin and Qian Xiaoer couldn't help but hugged Hu Yan's arms from left to right, as if Hu Yan had shown his face, and they were happier than Hu Yan himself.

After the laughter faded away, Chi Mingshan let out a long sigh...

"Today is the happiest day in my life. I just have a small regret. I wonder if Master Hu Yanhu can satisfy the old man's wish?"

Hu Yan nodded, and said: "You are always strong and strong, I see, this body is better than mine!"

Chi Mingshan laughed loudly, "Are you pushing hands?"

Hu Yan waved his hands again and again, "Don't dare, dare not, as long as I can do it, I will never dare to delay."

"Okay!" Chi Mingshan clapped his hands and said, "My wish is to see Master Hu's calligraphy! Is this okay?" His eyes were earnest, and there was a sense of worrying about gains and losses.

Hu Yan groaned in his heart, thinking to himself: "I'm so complacent! It's my eyesight to see the quality of other people's works. But, my eyes are high but my hands are low!"

Hu Yanhan has come down, but, just now, he secretly realized the calligraphy of various calligraphy schools, which made him want to move again.It's a bit of a dilemma.

Seeing Hu Yan's hesitation, Shen Moling took a step closer, bowed slightly, and performed the disciple's salute. "I also ask Master Hu to give me some advice!"

Hu Jiaxin was also dumbfounded. In her memory, Hu Yan only learned calligraphy when he was in elementary school.

The eloquent talk just now made Hu Jiaxin stunned.

However, Hu Jiaxin believed that after Hu Yan became an appraiser, his eyesight must be good.

However, even she knows that writing is not something that can be done by eyesight.

However, at this time, Chi Mingshan had already personally studied ink for Hu Yan.

However, Shen Moling had already flattened the rice paper and pressed it onto the paperweight...

The old face flushed with nonsense, and he said something that no one could think of.

"Xiaoer, bring Zheng Dafu's Bapotu fan, I'll take a look..."

"what?"

Those closest to Hu Yan were collectively confused.

"Is this the rhythm of learning now and selling now?"

"Hey... hey!" Qian Xiaoer hesitated for a moment, but still followed the nonsense.

Hu Yan unfolded the fan, and his eyes seemed to be welded to the fan.

In this way, time passed quietly and silently.Except for the sound of people breathing.Only the sound of hawking on the street.Inside the small and toy store, there is no noise at all...

Hu Yan stared at it for several minutes, then closed his eyes and thought for several minutes.

Next, after opening his eyes suddenly, Hu Yan handed over the fan to Qian Xiaoer.He crossed his hands and raised his arms, stretched his arms fiercely, and stretched his muscles and bones a bit.

That posture was like being forced to talk about Zhu Zhishan painted by Tang Bohu.

Everyone feels that they are going to suffer!

However, Yao Rou felt that Hu Yan's movements seemed to have the taste of her family's martial arts.

However, Shen Moling felt as if Hu Yan had also practiced Bajiquan...

Hu Yan completely copied the cornered Zhu Zhishan, and with a loud cry, he took the brush from Chi Mingshan's hand!
His movements seemed to be crazy, opening and closing, and his momentum was like a rainbow!
The fonts written by the pen are also quickly displayed in people's eyes: "The momentum is like a broken bamboo!"

Before everyone could see the quality of the written words, Hu Yan spread another piece of rice paper.The end is as solid as a mountain, and a few big characters are formed in one go!
"Not moving like a mountain!"

The nonsense like taking hormones is not over, and I continued to write: "God rewards hard work!"

Next, "Forget everything!" "If you don't want to be strong!"

A total of eight characters, eight fonts!

Shen Moling and Chi Mingshan were scorched on the outside and tender on the inside by Lei, so the nonsense is not over yet.

After the last work came out, people were all dumbfounded...

(End of this chapter)