Wan Wuyuan's heart was strung with a nameless rage.

What qualifications does this kid have to say such things?

Does he know what real calligraphy is?

Wan Wuyuan was dissatisfied in his heart, and still pretended to have an indifferent expression on his face, and said: "My calligraphy has won the special prize in the international competition, which is okay." ”

After saying this, Wan Wuyuan was a little surprised, why did he show off in front of Lu Feng?

Is this necessary?

No!

Lu Feng is a junior, there is no need for him to show off, and it is estimated that he doesn't understand anything.

Now there are fewer and fewer Chinese who learn calligraphy, only the older generation still understands, and today's young people probably can't hold a pen, let alone write.

If you want to grasp the essence, you need the precipitation of the years, but also the perception of life and life, and integrate the artistic conception into the calligraphy, in order to become a real person.

Lu Feng hairy boy, what does he know?

Writing is not fighting!

Lin Chao showed a slight embarrassment on his face, did Lu Feng really understand, or was he talking nonsense?

Lu Feng said lightly: "In martial arts, raising obsession and killing momentum can be summarized as various animals, spirit foxes, pythons, tigers, golden eagles, clouded leopards, spirit monkeys, and the old cattle, there is such a saying in Huaxia, Heng Mei coldly pointed at Qianfu, bowed his head and was willing to be a son of a cow, which can best reflect the heaviness. ”

"As the saying goes, the good is like water, the water is good for all things without fighting, and the evil of all people is in the way, so the old ox has the potential of water, the virtue is loaded, the fertile and indifferent, the storm is sinister, silently pays, and sits and watches the wind and clouds rise ......"

Lu Feng said as he walked to the desk, began to sharpen the ink, then spread out the rice paper, and then picked up the pen and prepared to write......

Wan Wuyuan listened to Lu Feng muttering to himself, a black line protruding on his forehead, what kind of spirit fox, python fighting technique, tiger slaughter, etc., these messy things, he had never heard of them before.

Does this kid understand?

What does this mess have to do with calligraphy?

This kid is blowing too much!

Lin Chao was also confused.

He didn't practice martial arts, and he hadn't heard of this, but when he saw Lu Feng talking in a decent way, he opened his mouth and came, and it didn't seem like he was talking nonsense.

Does he understand?

When Lu Feng said that the old scalper was as good as water and virtuous, Wan Wuyuan was secretly surprised, and carefully recalled, this is a good thing and very reasonable.

But the person who can understand this level of realm should not be able to say it by young people, he should have heard it from the older generation.

Today's young people are very impetuous, in the world, pay attention to realism, where do you still know the truth of goodness and virtue?

As for the old cattle, it is estimated that many young people have never seen them, and they have seen cows!

However, whether he said it or not, it is very rare and precious for this kid to be able to say it at this time and understand this truth.

Lin Chao was even more surprised when he heard this, such a realm of thought, he could comprehend it as a young man?

Lu Feng's powerful fighting strength shocked Lin Chao, if the comprehension of his thoughts could go further, he would definitely be a genius!

Lin Chao couldn't help but look forward to what kind of words Lu Feng would write.

Chinese culture is broad and profound, there is such a sentence, words are like people, through words, you can see a person's thoughts and conduct.

Suddenly, both of them looked at Lu Feng quietly.

Lu Feng slowly studied the ink and lifted the pen, and the whole process seemed to have a certain rhythm, which made people feel a kind of peace and calmed down the impetuous emotions.

At this moment, in Lu Feng's mind, the figure of an old scalper appeared, silently, silently cultivating, silently dedicating his life, just like a veteran is the backbone of China.

This is the best stroke order, a thousand momentum, holding up the backbone of the country.

It's a gesture!

Lu Feng lifted the scalper on his body to kill the momentum, a horn, the force was thousands, and it burst out in an instant, and a majestic momentum emerged leisurely, through the brush, leaping on the paper.

"Zhongshan is pale and yellow from wind and rain, and millions of heroes have crossed the river......"

At this moment, Wan Wuyuan's whole heart trembled, his shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his face was extremely shocked.

This......

This momentum shocked him, a calligrapher who had just entered the hall of calligraphy.

Suddenly, Wan Wuyuan's mind buzzed, and he was brought into it by an invisible momentum.

Wan Wuyuan seems to feel that special era, and that kind of picture seems to be right in front of him!

Regarding that period of Huaxia's history, Wan Wuyuan mentioned the scene from the history books and his father's description, and he didn't feel anything before.

However, at this moment, he seemed to be there, as if a million lions were in his mind......

How can I feel this in a single line?

Wan Wuyuan felt hallucinations in his mind, and shook his head frantically, trying to wake himself up.

It took a while to stabilize my mind.

When his eyes fell on the font again, look carefully, the font is not much smooth and powerful, but the momentum is like a rainbow, a thousand momentum!

Good word!

Calligraphy is exquisite!

The wild grass is like a bamboo, so that it is dripping; The small Kaigong is neat and right, which makes people's hearts feel like a square circle.....

Lu Feng's words make my heart surge, like a galloping horse, this majestic momentum is far better than myself!

I really can't imagine that at such a young age, there is such an extraordinary attainment in calligraphy, which can definitely be called everyone!

Wan Wuyuan's eyes lit up when he saw these words.

At this moment, Lin Chao's heart was beating wildly.

He is a literati and knows more about calligraphy, Lu Feng's words are self-contained, and the pen is shocking, but the appearance of God has!

He couldn't believe it at all, watching Lu Feng write it down with a pen, his breathing continued to be heavy, and he seemed to feel that a storm was coming!

How did Lu Feng practice a good hand?

You must know that calligraphy requires years of precipitation, extreme patience and understanding, and cannot be practiced overnight.

Lu Feng is less than 20 years old!

A calligrapher under the age of 20? This has never been the case, let alone a body full of unlearned.

Where does he get so much energy?

Lin Chao shook his head and looked at Lu Feng in disbelief.

How did they know that Lu Feng integrated the killing momentum of the old scalper into the calligraphy, and naturally formed a powerful momentum.

Lu Feng's calligraphy was originally good, and when he first wrote his family letter, his father thought it was written by Lao Huang when he saw the characters.

Now, Lu Feng's killing momentum is even more vigorous, and the words he writes are naturally more and more magnificent.

"The tiger is better than the past, and the world is turned upside down and generous. It is advisable to chase the poor bravely, and not to sell the name of the overlord. ”

At this moment, Lu Feng also integrated his emotions into calligraphy, thinking of timber wolves, wild wolves, and sky wolves, who dedicated their lives to the country, just like old scalpers.

"If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life."