Day by day in the infinite game

Seeing that the junior sister was so embarrassed that the tips of her ears turned red. Jiang Jinghuai, who had always been informal, still suppressed his smile.

Enough is enough, enough is enough.

Chu Ning, who was stunned at the side, was stunned for a long time before she realized that it turned out that the junior sister was not proficient in everything, but she did not laugh at the junior sister. No one is born with good skills, not to mention that people usually have less opportunities to come into contact with calligraphy.

, it’s normal to not be able to write well.

She turned around and corrected Tang Qinqin's pen-holding posture, the strength of writing, the amount of ink dipped in the brush, and other details. Tang Qinqin slowly calmed down from embarrassment and began to devote himself to the practice of adapting to calligraphy with calligraphy.

When she finally wrote a handwriting that began to show character on the scrapped Spring Festival couplet paper, Mr. Qi came over at some point and applauded his young apprentice.

"Okay, there is progress!"

Tang Qinqin's eyes shone brightly again, with a shy smile on his face.

"Use the strength of your wrist to drive the brush. If you practice more, your hand will stop shaking and the writing will be smoother."

…

While Tang Qinqin was practicing, people kept coming to buy the Spring Festival couplets written by his brothers and sisters, and a long queue formed in a short while.

At this time, she had already let go of the red paper, and took the copybook given to her by her senior sister and copied it quietly.

When she looked up again, there were two people standing in front of her table at some point. They were two energetic-looking old men in Tang suits.

They held their hands behind their backs with serious expressions on their faces, watching Tang Qinqin's posture and the strength of his brush strokes, exchanging glances from time to time.

Very much like the invigilator who patrols during exams.

Tang Qinqin was so stared at that he felt very nervous. If it hadn't been for the recent training in the game, his character had become much firmer and he couldn't even write the specified words.

At this time, Tang Qinqin's live broadcast room was already noisy.

The cause is these two old men.

Some netizens said that these two are famous seniors in the calligraphy world and that he had been lucky enough to meet them at a calligraphy exhibition.

Some netizens didn't believe it, so they checked the information online and found that it was true. They came back to promote it to others and released pictures of their classic works.

Suddenly, the live broadcast room was filled with praises and voices rushing to worship the master.

But after a while, the topic quietly turned into a dirty one.

The anti-fans who had not appeared for a while now appeared again, criticizing Tang Qinqin's calligraphy as useless, and said that her character was just like her handwriting, which was unsightly.

Other rational netizens couldn't sit still and started to criticize one after another, questioning the malicious comments of the black fans and their ulterior motives.

The original atmosphere of appreciating the master's works of art turned into a noisy "confrontation between two parties."

"A kind word will warm you in winter, but a bad word will hurt you in June. I admit that my calligraphy is indeed ugly. This may give you a reason to attack me, but it is only temporary. Thanks to the encouragement from the black fans, I will work harder

.Thank you lovely netizens for your maintenance, I will do better."

Tang Qinqin actually no longer cares about the misconceptions between black and white fans. She feels that those who are clear will become clear themselves.

But when she heard the netizens who defended her and spoke out for her, she felt warm in her heart and still responded.

"Little girl, have you just practiced this word?" Finally, an old man asked.

Tang Qinqin replied politely.

"No wonder it's so ugly." The old man said bluntly, paying attention to Tang Qinqin's expression.

Tang Qinqin, who had just been teased and laughed at by his senior brothers and sisters, had a different mentality. There was nothing abnormal except for the corner of his eye twitching slightly when he lowered his head.

Sure enough, your uncle is still your uncle.

That's just right.

Not used to it.

Seeing that the little girl with ugly handwriting in front of me had a good nature, she didn't get angry because of it. She still copied the handwriting carefully, and couldn't help but comment in her heart: "You can teach a child."

They both know that those who can write Spring Festival couplets here are apprentices of this medical clinic. Although they cannot accept apprentices, they can still give some advice.

Brush calligraphy is not only a kind of calligraphy, but also a process of self-cultivation.

Let more young people discover its beauty and then love it, which is what the two old men want.

So while his brothers and sisters were busy writing and selling Spring Festival couplets, Tang Qinqin, under the strict guidance of two calligraphy seniors, and with the blessing of his higher learning ability, his calligraphy made rapid progress.

It even started to take on a personal style.

"It's a good seedling."

Tang Qinqin received praise from senior calligraphers, and the anti-fans in the live broadcast room saw the situation and kept their mouths shut.

Before closing the stall in the afternoon, Tang Qinqin wrote two more Spring Festival couplets:

"First couplet: Good luck and prosperity every year,

Second line: May you have peace and good luck every year.

"Hengbiao: Lucky star shines brightly." She wrote this very carefully, and it looked like it was true, so she gave it to her master Qi Lao.

The other one is:

"First couplet: When people follow their families and everything is prosperous,

Second line: Peace and happiness every year.

Horizontal comment: The whole family is happy."

Tang Qinqin planned to take this piece home and give it to Tang’s father and Tang’s mother.

Senior Sister Chu Ning gave her a handwritten couplet, and Tang Qinqin planned to post it in front of the courtyard.

Just as the two senior calligraphers expected, Tang Qinqin has since become interested in brush calligraphy and practices it whenever possible. The words he writes have become more and more popular among netizens in the live broadcast room, and have even become a "fan welfare".

But that’s all for another day.

…

On the second day after Tang Qinqin learned calligraphy for the first time and four days before the Chinese New Year, the team entered the game again.

[Ding! All players are welcome to participate in the Happy New Year Answering Game! The content of this round of the game: read couplets in succession, three stars in difficulty, I wish you all a happy game!]

Couplets, also known as door pairs, spring posts, couplets, etc., are dual sentences written on paper, cloth, or carved on bamboo, wood, or pillars.

The couplets hung during the Spring Festival are called Spring Festival couplets, the couplets hung for funerals are called elegiac couplets, and the couplets hung for happy events are called celebratory couplets.

With its neat contrasts and harmonious levels, it is a traditional cultural treasure of our country.

Unlike the ancients who often held activities of reciting poems and composing pairs, the opportunity for modern people to come into contact with couplets is generally once a year. Few people can export pairs, and most of them copy existing classics.

The game is probably well aware of the cultural literacy of this group of modern people. The answer type is connected questions. Compared with racking your brains to piece together the upper and lower couplets, it is quite easy.

The rules of this game are that each of the 82 players has a first or second couplet, each of which is different. They have to find the "other half" that matches correctly. If successful, a horizontal batch will automatically appear. Each of the two players will receive a complete couplet and corresponding points.

; The allowed number of trials and errors is three times. If you still fail after three times, you can only receive a thick book of wrong questions about couplet knowledge as a New Year gift.

Players are eager to try this novel gameplay.

Games start.

A first or second couplet automatically appeared behind each player. At first, you looked at each other and murmured words.

If you listen carefully, you will find that what you are talking about is exactly the pair in each person.

Although the pair is on the back, each player knows his own content.

Later, some players even read out loud: "The lucky stars are shining and good luck is coming! Where is my significant other?"

It caused everyone to burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was very lively for a while.

Tang Qinqin's poem is: "Lights and flowers on a spring night, music and singing in several places soaring above the bright moon."

Then her "other half" must be in the same format as her.

She searched in the crowd until her eyes suddenly lit up and she saw: "A beautiful night, thousands of families playing flutes and pipes and playing music in a prosperous year."

That’s right, that’s it!

Tang Qinqin walked over excitedly.

When he arrived, looking at the familiar figure so close, Tang Qinqin couldn't help but hesitate.

Good guy, isn’t this the person who has a crush on me? (/w＼)Shy.

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A layer of fine starlight.

Then, seemingly inadvertently, his calm and pleasant voice sounded: "So we are a couple."

This is indeed the truth, but when listening to it, Tang Qinqin felt that this sentence had other profound meanings. His heart was beating loudly, his eyelashes were trembling, and he blushed from his face to the root of his neck.

The pair of the two matched successfully, and the horizontal comment appeared: "The flowers are full and the moon is full."

I don’t know who took the lead in cheering and applauding. For a while, the surrounding players cheered in good faith.

Tang Qinqin, who was already blushing and heartbeating, froze completely. He felt all the blood rush to his brain in an instant. After reacting, he grabbed his own couplet and ran away.

Not far away, a few Lao Tian smiled mischievously and glanced at their boss.

Boss, my brothers will help you get here!