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Tang Xiaoyu looked at Li Tianming but hesitated to speak.

This calligraphy is not like other things that can be achieved quickly with hard work.

Calligraphy requires a lot of time to practice before you can achieve success.

Not to mention people like Qin Mingyang, in addition to dealing with pen and ink all day long, I also need the opportunity to come into contact with many famous calligraphers.

And this is not the most important thing. The formation of calligraphy skills is inseparable from talent.

People without talent can only practice with a similar appearance but without any charm, and they cannot be called successful.

Especially in modern times, young people who are willing to spend time practicing calligraphy are simply rare.

Even if there are, they are rare animals.

Of course, Li Tianming doesn’t need to write well, it’s not shameful to write something similar.

In fact, a few days ago, this matter would have been quite difficult for Li Tianming.

"One Six Seven" No matter in his previous life or in this life, Li Tianming has no understanding of calligraphy.

Li Tianming's only experience of writing large characters was when he was in elementary school, and he never touched a brush at all.

But by coincidence, just two days ago, Li Tianming completed a small task of finding a designated person, which gave him a new ability, which came in handy.

What is this ability? It is "master-level painting and calligraphy."

The brief introduction of this ability is to have the skills and strength of painting and calligraphy of all the masters in the world, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign.

This means that Li Tianming can create the world's top paintings and calligraphy without any practice.

At this time, Tang Kangshi and Qin Mingyang each had their own thoughts.

Qin Mingyang himself is a master who doesn't take things too seriously. In his mind, it doesn't matter if Li Tianming, a layman, writes a few strokes. At most, it will only embarrass him and let everyone have fun.

Tang Kangshi was willing to help his cheap disciple, but before he could say anything, Li Tianming stepped forward.

"Okay, then I'll look ugly."

Li Tianming smiled bitterly and shook his head, then stood in front of the desk.

The corners of Guo Lixing's mouth raised, and he said with a smile: "You have to perform better, just don't embarrass Teacher Tang."

Li Tianming ignored others, held his breath and looked at the blank rice paper on the desk, thousands of calligraphy techniques came to mind.

But to be honest, Li Tianming was a little nervous. After all, he hadn't touched a brush in many years.

However, this only happened in a moment. When Li Tianming picked up the pen on the desk, he felt a surge in his heart.

At this time, Qin Mingyang actually said "Hey" and found that Li Tianming's writing atmosphere was unusual, and it didn't look like he was pretending.

As the saying goes, an expert will know if something is wrong as soon as he makes a move.

This is especially true for calligraphy. The posture of holding the pen and the change of aura can make those who know the art feel the depth.

Tang Kangshi and Tang Yunqing, father and son, had looks of surprise on their faces.

The young man in front of him seemed to be completely transformed, and an ancient style actually bloomed from his body.

However, Li Tianming didn't want to attract too much attention, so he deliberately suppressed this surging aura and kept it within a slightly reasonable range.

Then, Li Tianming stroked the pen, touched the ink, and put the pen down, without any delay, and finished it in one go.

As soon as the first word was formed, Qin Mingyang showed surprise again.

"Not ordinary...not ordinary..." Qin Mingyang murmured.

Then, Li Tianming immediately completed the second and third characters without even lifting his pen...

Then, when the pen and ink ran out, Li Tianming raised his hand to refill the ink in time, and continued, seemingly without affecting the speed of the pen on the rice paper.

Everyone was stunned. Even a layman with no knowledge of this way of writing could see how clever it was. It was not just scribbling on paper.

In fact, even though Li Tianming's performance has reached an astonishing level, he still has not tried his best, otherwise in the eyes of big guys like Qin Mingyang and Tang Kangshi, he would have been shocking.

Li Tianming did not write a whole long poem like Qin Mingyang, but only seven-character quatrains.

Tang Xiaoyu was influenced by his family and read a lot of poems and books. He could recognize at a glance that Li Tianming still wrote poems written by Huang Tingjian of the Northern Song Dynasty.

"It's "Hua Qi Xun Ren Tie"..." Tang Xiaoyu murmured.

"...What?" Shen Xiuxiu asked.

"Ah, nothing."

Finally, Li Tianming finished all the words, put the pen back to its original position, and then stepped aside.

Everyone finally came to their senses at this time and started looking at the words on the rice paper...

Different from Qin Mingyang's cursive calligraphy, although the words written on the rice paper look like cursive calligraphy, they are not sharp enough, and they cannot be called mellow.

It's as if a beast is locked in a cage, and this is a Tyrannosaurus Rex with infinite power, staring at the outside world eagerly, and may break out of the cage at any time.

Guo Lixing looked at these words and was not sure. With his forensic skills, he knew that these words were written very well, but he could not tell what was good about them.

Guo Lixing wanted to attack Li Tianming, but to be on the safe side, he chose to keep his mouth shut.

Facts have proved that Guo Lixing did the right thing this time.

Qin Mingyang walked around the calligraphy with excitement on his face.

Qin Mingyang said to Tang Kangshi: "Did you see it? I just said that your apprentice is not simple, right?"

Tang Kangshi also shook his head: "Tianming, when did you practice such good calligraphy?"

Li Tianming said: "This... the entrance of the village..."

Before Li Tianming finished speaking, Tang Xiaoyu covered her mouth, otherwise she would have to laugh out loud.

Shen Xiuxiu had also heard what the "old Taoist priest at the entrance of the village" said, but she had not heard the following paragraphs, so she didn't find it funny yet.

Shen Xiuxiu just looked at Tang Xiaoyu strangely, not understanding why she had such a big reaction.

At this time, Qin Mingyang said: "Tianming, your cursive script is still cursive, but your cursive script is really extraordinary."

0.3 "You used regular script writing in cursive script. Although the font is rounded, it still has a sharp edge. It's really interesting..."

"Your writing style is also very skillful. The pen is tight and sharp, thin and powerful, powerful and powerful, and the structure is changeable. It shows that you have put a lot of effort into it. I, Qin Mingyang, have not seen a young man like you for a long time.

"The fragrance of flowers makes people want to break Zen."

"My mood is actually past middle age."

"When spring comes, poems and thoughts are like that.

"Boats on the water at Bajie Beach."

After Qin Mingyang finished reading, he smiled and said to Tang Kangshi: "This "Flower Qi Xunren Tie" is suitable for celebrating your birthday. It shows that you are not old yet!"

With Li Tianming's performance, Tang Kangshi's face was certainly glowing.

"Then I'll trouble you, Comrade Lao Qin, to frame your calligraphy and this one for me. I have to keep them well."