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Smiling, Zhang Zhun's eyes couldn't help lowering, and he glanced at Xue Zhidie's chest, and he couldn't help but have some dirty and fragrant thoughts in his mind. This woman's figure is really demonic! If you can play with it unscrupulously...... He quickly retracted his gaze, his face was full of solemnity, exuding the supreme brilliance of a righteous man, and said quietly: "Go and get busy, don't delay my time, I still have a lot to do!" Be sure to practice my name today! ”

Xue Zhidie frowned and said, "I'm done with my business. ”

Zhang Zhun said unabashedly: "That's okay, help me sharpen the ink." ”

Xue Zhidie subconsciously said: "You! ”

Grinding ink?

You treat me like a girl!

However, her curiosity is too strong, and she really wants to see what kind of words Zhang Zhun can write. Since I can't teach Zhang Zhun to practice calligraphy by hand, it's good to take a look on the side and then find an opportunity to hit the other party. Looking at Zhang Zhun's smug appearance, Xue Zhidie was really unwilling to leave. After hesitating for a moment, she actually began to grind.

Xue Ningying's eyes widened, looking at all this in disbelief. She, an arrogant aunt, actually really grinded ink. This is something that has never happened before. She looked at Zhang Zhun and then at her aunt, as if she understood something, but she seemed to understand everything.

Zhang Zhun didn't care about Xue Zhidie's actions. Coming from later generations, he actually didn't know much about the strict hierarchical concept of the Ming Dynasty. Due to the laziness of the ruling structure, the military households did not have enough clothes and food, and they only hated the officers and had no respect. In his opinion, it's normal for me to write, and you help me sharpen my ink! It's normal to have it upside down, you write, and I'll help you sharpen the ink! However, all this, in Xue Ningying's opinion, is a little incredible. Her aunt is not a lord who bows her head easily.

"Look at me!"

Zhang Zhun took a slight breath and lifted the brush.

I only saw him walking the dragon and snake, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, it was really open and closed, and it was swayed continuously. Looking at his movements, this is not a table at all, but a battlefield for conquest. The brush is the weapon in his hand, and the blank paper is the enemy he needs to destroy. On Xue Ningying's forehead, a black line was already faintly visible. Such a disciple is really ......

Xue Zhidie only glanced at it, and couldn't help but say: "Bao Shichen said: At the beginning of the pen, those who enter smoothly have no missing peaks, and those who enter backwards have no ink. You're fine, it's completely reversed. ”

Zhang Zhun said without raising his head: "I like it!" ”

Ignore her and continue to sway.

Xue Zhidie tried her best to hold back and not to have a seizure, as she had said before, no matter how poor Zhang Zhun's qualifications were, she could accept it. But after looking at it for a while, she couldn't help but say: "Jiang Menglin said: Flip and bend into a right angle, twist and turn like a spin." What are you writing about? ”

Zhang Zhun still looked unrepentant, and said without raising his head: "I like it!" ”

Dip in ink and continue to spread.

The mood is so exciting, it's indescribable.

It turns out that my brother also has such a level of writing calligraphy...... Although I can't even see what is written. However, that feeling is indeed very refreshing!

Xue Zhidie finally couldn't help but roll his eyes, a little like he had no choice but to take Zhang Zhun, and said in fear: "Zhang Longyan said: The square pen is straight and strict, and the round pen is crooked and weird. You're ......."

Zhang Zhun said to himself: "Open and close, vertical and horizontal, good!" ”

Xue Zhidie couldn't help but say: "Xu Hao said: With the momentum of the pen, it is especially necessary to hide the edge, if the edge is not hidden, the word will be sick." Your words, really...... It's so distinctive. ”

Zhang Zhun turned a deaf ear to her comments, finished swaying on his own, then put down the brush, took two steps back, examined the words he wrote, and said with satisfaction: "This is my original!" If you like it, I'll give it to you! ”

Xue Zhidie hurriedly took two steps back and said in a loud voice: "Don't! I don't want it! What do you write? ”

Zhang Zhun didn't hear it, but Xue Ningying was a little unhappy. The little girl is happy to be the master, Xue Zhidie poured cold water as soon as she came! Zhang Zhun turned out to be her disciple! Although your aunt is going to take over now, before she officially takes over, Zhang Zhun is still her disciple! Looking down on Zhang Zhun's words, wouldn't he even look down on the original master?

It's a pity that Xue Zhidie is her aunt and her elder, even if she is very dissatisfied, she can't talk back, so she has to be depressed next to her. However, some small movements can still show her dissatisfaction. For example, pouting, never looking at his aunt again, deliberately sulking, etc.

Zhang Zhun suddenly said: "You come and write a picture!" Let's see your level too! ”

Xue Zhidie couldn't ask for it, and said without giving in: "Come on!" ”

Seeing Zhang Zhun's miserable calligraphy, she already wanted to show her skills. Every time she saw Zhang Zhun, she couldn't help but hit him hard with his pride, lest his rabbit tail go to the sky. Now that there is such a good opportunity, of course I will not let it go. What's more, she still has to be his teacher!

I can't say it, concentrate and lift my breath, and do it in one go.

Sure enough, the handwriting is beautiful, like walking with clouds and flowing water, and the mountains are uplifted.

Zhang Zhun tilted his head to look at her, and said slowly: "Okay, I must admit that your handwriting is indeed a little better than mine." ”

Xue Zhidie almost fainted. That's what he had to say? Is he a word? Graffiti is pretty much the same! I have practiced calligraphy for more than ten years, and I am only "a little better" than him! It's rare for someone to have such a thick skin. Forget it, she didn't bother to say anything. Because, she suddenly understood that no matter what she said, the man next to her would not react. His psychological quality, as well as his face, are beyond the scope of ordinary people's comprehension.

Zhang Zhun said lightly: "Is there any mystery in your calligraphy?" ”

Xue Zhidie regained a little confidence and said proudly: "Of course! You see, for every word I have here, there is a calligrapher! Su Huang Mi Cai, have you heard? Don't know who they are? Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Mitty, Cai Jing, you should have heard of it, right? ”

Zhang Zhun nodded, indicating that he had heard of it.

Xue Zhidie became proud, and said proudly: "Every line of my words represents a different style. The first row on the far right is Mitty's. The second line is Cai Jing's. The third line ......"

Zhang Zhun interrupted her thoughtfully, and said slowly: "I can see a little." ”

Xue Zhidie hurriedly asked, "Which point?" ”

Zhang Zhun pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "I learned from others throughout the article, and I don't have anything of my own!" ”

Xue Zhidie's chest trembled with anger from him, and the plump double rabbits seemed to jump out at any time and bite Zhang Zhun fiercely. She was angry and angry, gritted her teeth and said, "That's the four masters of calligraphy!" Calligraphy four everyone! ”

Zhang Zhun said seriously: "Although my handwriting is not good, it is all my originality, not picking up people's teeth." ”

Xue Zhidie said unconvinced: "Which calligraphy master didn't start with copying?" ”

Zhang Zhun said proudly: "But real calligraphers are all unique in the end, aren't they?" ”

Xue Zhidie was so angry that her mind began to be a little unconscious. She felt that Zhang Zhun's words seemed to be wrong, but when she was angry, she didn't think about what was wrong. For a while, she was stunned, as if she had been speechless by Zhang Zhun's words.

Zhang Zhun simply treated her as transparent, and said to the little girl: "Leave her alone, let's continue to practice." ”

Xue Zhidie suddenly stared at Zhang Zhun deeply, pursed his lips vigorously, and said bitterly: "I don't care about people who don't know!" I don't want you as a disciple either! ”

With that, he turned around and went out.

Xue Ningying pursed her lips and snickered, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yulin, you have offended my aunt." You're miserable, she won't let you go! You have to be careful! ”

Zhang Zhun said disapprenorovingly: "I have offended more people, and she is not the only one missing." ”

Xue Ningying continued to purse her lips and snicker, and then slowly instructed Zhang Zhun to practice calligraphy.

For half a day, Zhang Zhun naturally didn't write anything, and practiced it over and over again, that is, those few words. Of course, it would be unfair if anything had no effect, at least, the brush words he wrote now could be understood by anyone who knew how to write. As long as this point is reached, Zhang Zhun is already very satisfied.

Isn't the most basic meaning of words just to make people understand?

In the afternoon, Yang Yinghan returned.

Seeing that Zhang Zhun was practicing calligraphy, Yang Yinghan was very happy and also came up to join in the fun. This time, the little girl is the real master, pointing out, with a clear eye. For no other reason, Zhang Zhun gave her full confidence. Zhang Zhun and Yang Yinghan are a couple, naturally they are not so restrained, everyone learns from each other hand in hand, and the atmosphere is naturally warm to the extreme.

In the evening, when Zhang Zhun was about to leave, Xue Zhidie came again.

As if she had completely forgotten the dispute just now, she asked solemnly, "Where is your glass?" ”

Zhang Zhun raised his head and said slowly, "Your friend is coming?" ”

Xue Zhidie nodded and said, "August will come." ”

Zhang Zhun said affirmatively: "Don't worry." ”

looked around, and then said: "If I can't get the glass, I will never be angry with you in the future." ”

Xue Zhidie was stunned for a moment, and said reflexively: "Who wants to be angry with you?" ”

Zhang Zhun laughed and went triumphantly.

Xue Zhidie hated it in the back, wanting to say something, but it was hard to say. She was embarrassed by Zhang Zhun every time, which had never happened before! But this man's skin is very thick and thick, like a corner of a corner, and she has nothing to do at all. How could you meet such a person? In the past, Xue Zhidie would not have looked at such a man, but Zhang Zhun ...... Well, she must admit that she really can't get angry. I'm afraid even she doesn't understand what the hell is going on, right?

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a snickering came from nowhere.

Xue Zhidie immediately screamed: "Xiaoying, you come out for me......"

Xue Ningying had long since disappeared.

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