Cai Lunkuai, Chen Ao is even more crazy, and who can be more proficient in painting and calligraphy and painting appreciation?

This is the principle of Chen Ao’s human being. Since he has offended someone, he might as well offend him to death. Since he has stepped on someone else’s foot, Chen Ao doesn’t mind stepping on a few more feet to show respect for the enemy.

Chen Ao put away the paper fan, put the paper fan around his waist, smiled frivolously, and looked at Cai Lun with a contemptuous look, and said to Zhou Ruo: "Cousin, come, grind it for me, what is the real calligraphy to let Mr. Cai see today; Wu Saner, bring me another pen."

As he said that, Chen Ao rolled up his sleeves, spread a piece of painting paper, looked around and stopped at Zhao Ji, smiled slightly, and said to Zhao Ji: "My husband's running script, Chen admires me. It is very rare to imitate this book to such a level. I haven't asked for a name named Gao yet."

This is called the united front. The enemy's enemy is his own friend. Let this person join the gang first and increase his momentum.

Zhao Ji also smiled slightly and said, "I am the only one with a good name."

Chen Aohe nodded and smiled, "I know someone with the same name as my husband, and his name is Wanglaoji."

Khan, Wanglaoji hasn't drunk for a long time, Chen Ao misses him a little.

Zhao Ji smiled and thought to himself: "This person is quite interesting, but the running script of Cai is very good at fighting with him. I am afraid that this person will have to be defeated!" He sighed in his heart, and before he knew it, he became worried about Chen Ao.

Zhou Ruo was grinding ink beside him, looking at Chen Ao with interest, thinking: "He doesn't know what he is talking about anymore. No one in the world calls Wanglaoji. If you want to write running scripts, write it quickly. It's so long-winded." Although he was a little complaining, he felt relieved when he saw Chen Ao's disdain and arrogant attitude towards Cai Lun.

Wu Saner gave him a pen, and Chen Ao held a pen in his left and right hands. When everyone saw it, he said, Oh! I understand, this young master Chen was afraid that he would have to run scripts with his left and right hands at the same time; the left and right hands were already rare, unless he was left-handed, most people were always not used to using his left hands. However, running scripts with his left and right hands at the same time are already challenging the limits of human beings.

It should be noted that one mind cannot be used for both purposes. No matter how smart a person is, he is afraid that it will be difficult for him to do this.

Chen Ao smiled slightly, and his left and right hands held their pens and stumbled on Xuan Baipai. Everyone's hearts were also hung up. This person was too crazy, but everyone obviously liked it very much. Of course, Cai Lun was the exception. He stared at Chen Ao with his eyes straight at Chen Ao, and the paper fan in his hand forgot to shake, but he was very despised at Chen Ao's pretentious and mysterious way, thinking: "When left and right, running script at the same time, haha, I wonder if this surname is crazy. It is said that Chen Ao's running script is good, and he was appreciated by the Shangshu who reviewed the papers. Unfortunately, he didn't see his first test paper; but now it seems that this person is just a sensationalist."

Chen Ao put his pen down, and the thick ink under his left hand first spread it on Xuanbai paper. Then the brush in his right hand started to move under the pen in his left hand, and then the word "Dance" gradually appeared.

This dance character is very common. When everyone saw it, it was Wang Xizhi's cursive writing style. However, between the lines, Wang Xizhi's brushwork was exquisite, with a natural and natural style, just like Wang Youjun's rebirth. Not only was the font of the same style, but the style of the characters was no different.

Many people took a deep breath. You should know that Chen Ao was written with his left hand. Although the word "Dance" is suspected of learning to walk in Handan, it is enough to instantly kill all the running script masters in the field. When Cai Lun's running script is compared with Chen Ao, his pearls and jade suddenly turned into dirt and was overshadowed.

Chen Ao's right hand also moved. When he turned his wrist, he wrote the word "Yin". This time, it looked completely different from the word "Yin". I don't know what font the word "Yin" is used. It is plump and round, and there is a sense of elegance between the lines, and its charm is not under Wang Xizhi's running cursive script.

"Good handwriting!" Zhao Ji couldn't help but exclaim. He also highly praised Wang Xizhi. He only saw Chen Ao copying Wang Xizhi's running script. He was secretly surprised. He was confident that if he performed his best, he could still achieve such a level as Chen Ao. After all, he had practiced Wang Xizhi's font many times. However, Chen Ao used his left hand, and his calligraphy was far superior to his own skill alone.

Looking at the word "Yin" on the right, I couldn't help but exclaim. This type of font is unprecedented, but it seems that it absorbs the styles of famous calligraphers of all dynasties in running script.

"Is this font created by him?" Zhao Ji was amazed in his heart.

Chen Ao's left and right hands continued to dance, and seemed very focused amid the admiration. The second word on the left hand was written differently from before. Everyone recognized Wang Xizhi's font, but the running cursive style was changed to official style, with different styles. Among the people who admired him, everyone had imitated Wang Xizhi's calligraphy. When they saw it, they felt ashamed and copied, but compared to the boy in front of him, they were really ashamed.

What is even more novel is the font under the right hand brush. The second character is also different from the first character. Not only is it different, but the style is also very different. However, this font is never seen. If the character with the right hand was elegant in style before, then the font is now completely using a meticulous and delicate style of calligraphy. Looking at the book, there is a strong sense of heaviness.

Where in the world, there are many different styles of calligraphy, and it is unprecedented. Could it be that these two fonts were all created by this young man? Such impact almost everyone held their breath.

Cai Lun's face was pale at this moment. From the first one, Chen Ao's running script was far superior to himself. When Chen Ao continued to write, his previous running script was almost worth mentioning; his mind suddenly buzzed and thought in dismay: "He is just a distant relative of Duke Qi, what's the point? This young master's famous family actually lost to him, this... this..."

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, almost stopped, and wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but when he saw the running script, he couldn't help but want to continue observing. Such good words and such fonts were truly unprecedented, and Cai Lun couldn't move his feet away.

Zhou Ruo was grinding, and she only understood running script a little. After reading Chen Ao's words, she felt very comfortable. Some of them were bold, some were rigorous and delicate, and some were elegant and light, but she felt that it was much better than Cai Lun just now. She thought to herself: "This guy is so weird. He looks so unruly, but he can write so many styles of words." Then she thought: "Is it because of him and Cai Lun's words..." Thinking of this, Zhou Ruo's pretty face turned red, and fortunately, everyone around turned his attention to Chen Ao's calligraphy, and no one noticed it.

Seeing these people immersed in Shen Ao's calligraphy, one by one, Zhou Ruo seemed to feel a little proud. This feeling was very strange, just like she was also noticed. He spat in his heart and thought angrily: "What am I proud of? What does his writing about him have to do with me? Humph, who cares?"

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Chapter 2 is here. In the hot summer, the tiger is injured and cannot fall off the line of fire. Thinking of this, the tiger is already moved by itself. Is it touched everyone? Is there any? Why don’t anyone support me if there is any?
Chapter completed!