Wang Xueba System

The scene of a group of people gathered around a table quickly attracted the attention of others, and soon, more people gathered around, wanting to see if there was anything eternal here.

"Huh? Who is this young man?" Someone asked.

"I don't know, do you know?" Another person shook his head and looked at another person beside him.

"I don't know, just ask Lao Wu and they will know." The third person also shook his head.

"Old Wu, who is this young man?" Someone approached Wu Zeming and asked in a low voice.

"Luo Hao, a student who is still in school." Wu Zeming replied.

"Student?" The man looked at Luo Hao in surprise, "That's a good word."

"It's really good. You weren't here just now. Old Wu said it just now. This word is better than his." Father Bai said with a smile.

"So powerful?" The man was a little surprised when he heard that, and stared at Luo Hao's words.

At this moment, Luo Hao put down his pen and said softly, "It's finished."

Father Bai looked at the couplet, and read softly: "The first couplet: This tree comes from Mount Chai. Luo Hao's second couplet is: Because of the fire, there are more evenings and evenings."

"This is interesting. The combination of the two characters for wood is firewood. Woodcutters go up to the mountains to cut firewood, so they come out of the mountains. Because the combination of fire and fire is the word for smoke. Every night after everyone returns home from work, the smoke It just rose up." President Jiang clicked his tongue and praised, "This couplet is good. Luo Hao, you are amazing!"

"President Jiang is too much." Luo Hao was still very modest.

"Don't be modest, Luo Hao, your couplet is really wonderful." Father Bai also praised cheerfully.

"You all know how to read couplets. Don't you want to read this character?" Wu Zeming said, "This thin gold body is well written! The brushwork is smart and fast, and the handwriting is thin and vigorous. It is so thin without losing its flesh, and its strokes are relatively thin. It is hard, so the brushwork is exposed, and the traces of brushwork such as running Teton can be clearly seen. As the saying goes, "the natural bone is beautiful, and the charm is light", it is Zhao Ji's thin gold body."

"Having said that, I really think it's well written." President Zhao looked carefully at Luo Hao's handwriting, and nodded.

"What fonts do little friend Luo Hao know?" Wu Zeming asked again with bright eyes.

"Uh... running script?" Luo Hao hesitated for a moment and said.

"Can you please write another couplet for us?" Wu Zeming was overjoyed when he heard the words, and asked quickly, his words were very polite.

"Okay." Luo Hao shook his head helplessly. This Martial President loves calligraphy far more than Father Bai and the others love couplets.

Luo Hao searched on the desktop, but found no other uploads.

"There's more, there's more." Seeing this, Fangzheng took out a piece of paper from his bag, opened it carefully, and handed it to Luo Hao.

Above is an upper couplet: Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yanyan

As soon as the upper couplet was taken out, Father Bai, President Jiang and others were amazed. Who came up with this upper couplet?When the near phonetic words are connected together, they can still completely express a scene.

"Do you have a second line for this upper line?" Chairman Zhao looked at Fang Zheng and couldn't help asking.

"No, otherwise how would I have brought it here?" Fangzheng replied, "I've thought about it for a long time, but I haven't figured it out either."

"Then you actually took it out to embarrass other young fellows?" President Jiang stared, "You old Fang, you're not doing this properly."

"That's right, Lao Fang, you're not doing it properly." Bai's father also echoed, and then looked at Luo Hao, "Luo Hao, it's okay, it's not ashamed even if you don't get it right, Lao Fang said it all, he wants to I didn't think about it for a long time."

Luo Hao smiled, and raised his hand to touch his chin, as if a child suddenly found a fun toy, a little excited.

The people around were also thinking hard, and no one disturbed Luo Hao.

After a while, Luo Hao suddenly picked up the pen, dipped it in the inkstone, and started writing.

Running script is a general term for a kind of calligraphy, which is divided into two types: Xingkai and Xingcao.It was developed and originated on the basis of regular script. It is a font between regular script and cursive script. It was created to make up for the slow writing speed of regular script and the difficulty in identifying cursive script.

In comparison, Luo Hao prefers Xingkai.At this time, writing the pen is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and it is done in one go.

A line of words quickly appeared on the rice paper: Fog covered Wuwu Wuwu Wuwuwu.

"Good! Good second line!" Fangzheng was the first to praise and clapped his hands.

Father Bai and the others immediately applauded.

"I really don't know how such a young boy has so many things in his mind." President Zhao shook his head and sighed.

"Hahaha, Lao Zhao, this Luo Hao is still from Jin City, but Lao Bai was the first to be drawn into the Beijing Couplet Association." Fangzheng said with a laugh.

Hearing this, President Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, obviously very sorry.

"This regular script is also written by a master." Wu Zeming admired, "Fengfang in the Ming Dynasty described running script in "Shu Jue" without stopping, writing on paper without engraving, turning lightly and pressing hard, like water flowing like clouds, without any trace. Less interruptions, everlasting business."

"I didn't come here in vain today." Wu Zeming looked at Luo Hao and couldn't help but sigh, "I'm so lucky to meet little friend Luo Hao."

"President Wu, you're flattering me." Luo Hao was a little embarrassed by the compliment.

Huang Xi on the side stared at Luo Hao with wide-eyed eyes, as if seeing Luo Hao had such a side for the first time, and at the same time, the feeling of admiration for Luo Hao in his heart increased again.

When we first got together, Luo Hao was just an ordinary student who couldn't be more ordinary. His grades were average and he didn't have any special skills. At most, he played basketball fairly well.

I didn't expect that in less than a year, it would become what it seems to be omnipotent now.

Luo Hao suddenly noticed that Huang Xi beside him was staring at him with bright eyes, he smiled, and quietly held Huang Xi's hand.

"Lingling, your junior is not simple. Before, I thought it was just a little talent in couplets. At most, the handwriting was better. I didn't expect that he could match such difficult couplets so quickly." Father Bai Pulling Bai Ling aside quietly, he whispered.

"Luo Hao is amazing. He is also very good at mathematics and programming." Bai Ling praised Luo Hao fiercely, which made Fang Haoran look a little unnatural, but Bai Ling, who was excited, didn't notice.

"Let's go, little friend Luo Hao, let's go back to the association to complete the formalities." Wu Zeming said suddenly.

"Is this... so urgent?" The smile on Luo Hao's face froze, a little speechless.

"I can't wait for a moment. I can save myself from being like Lao Zhao when the time comes. Seeing you join other people's associations, I won't necessarily regret what I've become."