My first love got married: I was forced to sing to celebrate

"No one contradicted me, so I continued to write".

"Brother Yuan..."

"Did you make this poem?".

"Brother Yuan, I seem to have entered another world just now, I am a maid, and Brother Yuan is the sect leader. "

"Brother Yuan..."

A few girls came back to their senses.

I found tears on my cheeks.

They wiped it embarrassedly, and then chattered around Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Write it down, I did it." "

"Wow, Brother Yuan, you are so talented. "

"What is Brother Yuan, it's right to call Gongzi. "

"That's right, that's right, it's Childe..."

"Childe, I'll grind, you will write the inscription. "

"I'm not good at calligraphy. "

Zhang Yuan spread his hands speechlessly.

Seeing the disappointed eyes of the girls.

The corners of Zhang Yuan's mouth hooked, and his eyes narrowed: "But you can teach me." "

Zhao Lingyin: "Brother Yuan, practicing Xi is not simple, and it is impossible to succeed without years of practice. "

Xu Lingyun: "Painting is even more complicated. "

Lin Miaotong: "Brother Yuan, if you want to learn, we can teach you." Oh, it's not as good as the jade flute, Ning Xiang is good at blowing this. "

Li Ningxiang rolled her eyes: "Although the jade flute is simple, it is not so easy to learn. "

"It's okay, you just discipline. "

Zhang Yuan opened his mouth domineeringly.

This made the four girls very unconvinced.

They have been practicing since they were children, and they have only achieved some success after practicing for more than ten years now.

Zhang Yuan said this, which made several girls feel despised.

They weren't angry.

It's a little aggrieved.

It's like learning something well and showing off to your sweetheart.

As a result, my sweetheart thought it was very simple, and I couldn't see their hard work.

Contact Qinqi, calligraphy and painting.

Zhang Yuan was a sudden thought.

He had always felt that his heat was of little use.

However, after contacting Li Ningxiang, Zhang Yuan suddenly found out.

I still have something to do.

For example, promote ancient costumes.

Promote the traditional culture of China.

As for whether it will lose heat, Zhang Yuan doesn't care at all.

He's just doing things.

Contribute to traditional culture.

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are really hard to learn.

If nothing else, gestures, gestures, and all kinds of etiquette are extremely complicated.

But fortunately, Zhang Yuan has a system.

Learn things, don't be too simple.

"You get a lesson in words and deeds, calligraphy +10 ......".

"You get a lesson by word and deed, calligraphy +5 ......".

"You get a lesson in words and deeds, calligraphy +1 ......".

"You are successful in calligraphy, calligraphy +1 ......".

Zhang Yuan listened to Lin Miaotong's explanation....

While practicing Xi.

Under the shocked gaze of several girls, Zhang Yuan has changed from a rookie in calligraphy to a veteran who has practiced Xi for several years.

It's also a house.

The only thing missing is not getting out of your own way.

Form your own style.

Style is something that the system can't give.

You need to feel it yourself.

Go and grind.

Combine experience, life, personality, etc., to form your own unique style.

But even so, it was enough for the four girls to be shocked.

They saw it with their own eyes.

Zhang Yuan never knew anything about rookies.

In just one afternoon, he became an old bird of calligraphy.

According to the division of modern society, this is the master.

Because in today's world, there are no calligraphers who form their own style.

Even if there is, it is touted.

The four girls looked at Zhang Yuan dumbfounded, and the brush in Zhang Yuan's hand seemed to have a soul.

Light and agile.

Chic and elegant.

But it is also a hint of domineering.

The words have not yet taken shape.

The four girls were dumbfounded.

Zhang Yuan: This has already touched his own style

Could it be that Brother Yuan is the legendary genius!