"You're here?" Uncle Li was surprised and smiled and gave the pen to Bai Zhou. In the early years, Mr. Bai had discussed calligraphy with him, but unfortunately, the old man left early. At that time, the old man taught Bai Zhou and he also saw Bai Zhou writing. However, this happened six or seven years ago, and Bai Zhou should have been abandoned later.

"Are you still practicing calligraphy?"

Bai Zhou nodded: "It's just a matter of free time to write!"

Dipped ink and touched the red paper with his hand. The tip of the pen was almost falling. Bai Zhou was stunned and turned to look at Uncle Li: "What are you writing?"

Uncle Li smiled and said, "Just write a simple way to go smoothly and every year, and everything goes well!"

Bai Zhou nodded, measured it with his hand, and then wrote it.

Bai Zhou was quite shy. After all, he wrote calligraphy in public, and he had never done such a thing before.

"Hey, that's the child of the Bai family!"

"Yes! It's already my senior year!"

"Write calligraphy, see how it is!"

Those who come here are not young, like Bai Zhou, basically there are no ones. Most of them are the age of Bai Zhou’s parents, or older.

As the saying goes, seeing words is like seeing people. People who write well will inexplicably give people a favor, but people who write well can't find too many people today. Fifty years ago, or the elderly in their sixties and seventies, many people wrote good calligraphy. Now...

First, because the brush has left the classroom, and now the Internet is popular. Not to mention writing brush calligraphy, even if the brush calligraphy can be written well, there are very few. Why?

The keyboard can be typed but not written.

I forget the words when I pick up my pen!

Bai Zhou started writing, and the eyes of the person who saw it began to lit up. Slowly, something else was inside his eyes.

"Huh, that's OK!"

Bai Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. When he first picked up the pen, his wrist was still a little shaking, but after all, he was named Master of Calligraphy, so he should be considered a calligrapher.

I don’t know if I can sell it for a good price, but at his age and without the guidance of a famous teacher, it is probably enough to sell couplets for ten yuan.

Looking up, with pairs of surprised eyes, Bai Zhou was stunned.

"Xiaobai, your word..."

Shocked!

Shocked, Li Qihua's expression began to freeze when he saw Bai Zhou dropping his pen.

He had seen Bai Zhou write calligraphy, but at that time, the characters written by Bai Zhou were ordinary and even bad, and the characters were very scattered, let alone the spirit, and there was no shape.

But now...

In this couplet, the black font is like a dragon and snake wrapped around it, with a master's style.

"The first time, I didn't write well!"

Bai Zhou scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Not good?" Li Qihua took a deep breath. Little guy, you are too modest. Li Qihua himself is a calligraphy enthusiast. He has been practicing calligraphy for more than 30 years and is still a member of the Provincial Calligraphy Association. His vision is naturally vicious. He asked himself that he has been practicing for more than 30 years and still cannot reach the level of Baizhou.

Genius!

"Bai Zhou, write a few more pictures!"

Li Qihua quickly helped Bai Zhou spread the paper. After a while, Bai Zhou wrote several pairs, and the more he wrote, the more he became, the more he wanted.

"Crassic...cursive script!"

Li Qihua looked blankly at the regular script, cursive script, and running script, and Bai Zhou wrote with extraordinary writing skills.

Although most of the calligraphy fonts are understood, there are differences in the details. Some people are good at writing regular script, but cursive script cannot be seen in shape. But this white boat...

"Bai Zhou, stop writing, I have something to tell you later!"

He quickly asked Bai Zhou to stop, and Li Qihua also wrote some of it, and then distributed the written ones to his neighbors, but he put away all the things Bai Zhou wrote.

"Dad, what's the situation? Is the word Baizhou... good?"

"Not bad?" Li Qihua took his pen and looked at Bai Zhou deeply, then said to his daughter: "His words are better than your father and mine!"

"ah?"

Li Juan opened her mouth and looked stunned.

What's going on?

She knew since she was a child that her father had a deep level of calligraphy, and in her early years, she won the provincial calligraphy competition award. After graduation, teaching and getting married, she joined the Calligraphy Association. Why, Bai Zhou's calligraphy is better than his father's?

In fact, when Bai Zhou was writing just now, his expression and temperament really made Li Juan a little stunning, and the characters in his pen were really good-looking, but she had a relatively low appreciation of calligraphy and had no talent in this regard. Often, when her father read the calligraphy that she thought was good-looking, he said: It's over!

But now...

"I'll go, brother, do you have this trick?"

Holding Bai Zhou's shoulders, Zhang Qiang's eyes flashed with strange colors. Why didn't he know that?

"Uh, you can't take it out and see it!"

Writing calligraphy is not like singing, or something. You will know it by singing it casually.

Sing……

Bai Zhou suddenly fell silent. What if he could pick up singing skills from the game in the future and sing very well, then what would he do?

After all, everyone knows that he is singing hard!

Perhaps, I have specially trained to avoid your life?

"That's true!"

I had a good time, but suddenly I was pulled back by Uncle Li, so Bai Zhou could only follow me, of course, Zhang Qiang was also there.

Li Juan’s Baizhou has been here many times, but that was before junior high school, and fewer people have come to high school.

Everyone is in the same community, but Baizhou is in Area A and Li Juan’s home is in Area B.

"Come on, drink some water to warm up your body!"

Aunt Wang poured water and brought fruit for Bai Zhou and Zhang Qiang.

Li Qiming took the words written by Bai Zhou for a long time, then pulled Bai Zhou into the study.

"You are writing a few words for me!"

The white boat responded, and the dragon and phoenix danced with a few words.

Li Qiming was obviously very happy and was stunning. After a while, he came out and said to Bai Zhou: "Are you interested in developing in this regard? I can introduce the teacher to you!"

Things like calligraphy and painting, or pure literary and artistic, even if you have a good talent, if you have a teacher, you will be able to achieve half the result with twice the effort. If you have a famous teacher, you will be able to sell your handwriting higher in the future.

After all, he is from the Provincial Calligraphy Association and he knows a lot in this circle.

Bai Zhou was stunned and then shook his head: "No need for this. I just act as a hobby. I'd better study hard and take the college entrance exam!"

Li Qiming nodded: "It's not that you want to give up your studies and learn calligraphy, but you have a good talent. It's great to go this path!"

"Dad, don't you like other people's hobby routes?"

Li Juan was a little dissatisfied. She had told her father earlier that she wanted to take the art path, but her father refused.

Li Qiming said seriously: "I am a teacher, but I am very open-minded. I know that all the roads lead to Rome, but the general public does have only one way to study. The reason why I don't want you to take the artistic route is not that you don't like art, but that your talent and qualifications have not reached this level at all!"

"But Bai Zhou is different. With his current level, the teachers in the door are definitely rushing to ask for it. As long as you stay for a few years and stay in that circle for a while, with his excellent level, you can definitely gain a foothold!"

The conversation ended quickly. Li Qiming just asked Bai Zhou about practicing calligraphy, and of course he also gave Bai Zhou some suggestions, such as if he wanted to take the path of calligraphy, he could tell him.

Bai Zhou agreed, but he left it behind when he went out.

After all, you can shoot so many things from the game.

For example, animal communication rights...

From now on, he will definitely be an all-round talent. As for focusing on learning something, it is obviously not necessary.

"Husband, is Bai Zhou really good?"

Li Juan's mother asked in confusion.

"Of course, my vision is still very good. It's a pity that he doesn't want to. Don't say that this child is really good. He is not arrogant or impatient, and he has grown up. Now he has a common hobby. It would be great if he could be my son-in-law!"

"Dad, what did you say? I'm only eighteen years old!"
Chapter completed!