Learning is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of which are the same.

The piano and chess sets were inconvenient to carry, so Quan Shengnan only brought the four treasures of the study and ink paints.

As usual, she stood at the table, spread out the rice paper, pressed it with a bronze lion paperweight, and took out a half-cut piece of ink.

Brushes, paperweights, and paperweights are all modern new products, and they are also high-quality products.

Only the inkstone and ink are antiquities, so they can only pass through the security check.

Some domestic cultural relics are not allowed to be taken out of the country, but fortunately, although inkstones and ink are antiquities, they are not cultural relics.

The inkstone is a Chengni inkstone that she bought in the thrift market, and she has been using it since she started practicing calligraphy and has never replaced it.

Ink is the Qing Dynasty into the pine smoke ink, the material is good, with a lot of high-quality medicinal materials in it, the quality is very good, a total of six pieces, the old man Lin feels that the ink is very historical, and it is handed down by the ancestors, has been treasured and collected, not willing to use, and later given to the right to win the man.

What Quan Shengnan has seen and used since he was a child is all high-quality products, and he has been taught by Li Fang, a great Confucian, so he immediately used it without pressure.

Poured some water into the balcony, Quan Shengnan's white jade-like little hand held the black ink block, grinding slowly, using even force and the same direction, a distant and elegant ink fragrance escaped with her movements.

He Deming smelled this faint fragrance of ink, his mind was clear, and his mind was calm.

He raised his head and looked at the source of the ink fragrance, and saw Quan Shengnan holding a brush in his hand, quietly practicing calligraphy.

He Deming put down the papers, got up and walked over.

He knew that the big families were very strict with their children's upbringing, and paid special attention to the cultivation of art, and he had received these traditional education since he was a child, and he originally thought that Quan Shengnan was young and his calligraphy must be immature, but he was taken aback when he saw the words on the case.

He didn't expect Kwon Seung-nan to be able to write such a wonderful calligraphy.

The gesture is vigorous and powerful, the momentum is shocking, the state is floating in the clouds, the mountains are generally majestic, and the flowing water is generally natural.

Everyone!

It's everyone!

Quan Shengnan concentrated, as if he didn't realize it, finished practicing one, and continued to the next one.

Seal script, official script, regular script, line script, cursive script, etc., each of which is divided into many fonts.

The seal script is divided into big seals, small seals, and cursive scripts, which have the fonts of Wang Xizhi and the fonts of the four major families of the early Tang Dynasty, including Ouyang Xun's European style, as well as Yan Zhenqing's Yan style, Liu Gongquan's Liu style, and Zhao Mengfu's Zhao style......

Quan Shengnan will practice two of each font, and his muscles and bones are awe-inspiring, and he has already formed his own style.

She writes calligraphy as fast as a normal person can write with a pen.

To be honest, He Deming thought it was incredible.

He nodded while admiring, afraid of disturbing Quan Shengnan, so he only admired it in his heart.

By the time Kwon finished practicing, an hour had passed before he knew it.

"Nan, do you practice like this every day?" Some people practice calligraphy and focus on only one font, unlike her, who practices almost all of them, and each font has its own style.

Kwon Seung-nan put down the brush, and she used several different brushes depending on the font.

Rubbing her wrists, she smiled, "Practice like this every day." ”

Basically, she practiced Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, learned a lot of things, and spent at least three hours a day on calligraphy.

The hard work pays off, and it is finally a small success.

He Deming listened and was amazed.

The rest of the time was spent in Kwon Seung-nam's painting, and he continued to work in the office.

Soon after lunch, the plane arrived at its destination, they put away the ink documents and other utensils, and the plane began to land slowly.